jdhmnovel Chapter 273: In Daxia, the Gods Stop 24
Chapter 273: In Daxia, the Gods Stop 24
"?" Hey, the pale face under the cloak was surprised and stunned, "You can see me?" Did the cloak fail? This shouldn't be the case. I can't be so unlucky on my first day in office, right? I looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is this the situation that the senior mentioned? Doctors who have been walking between life and death for many years can sometimes see it." After he finished reading it, he deliberately made several poses and still did not forget to wave the sickle in his hand. Soon, a group of people followed him.
Outside, Zhu Lancang watched the lights in the operating rooms gradually dim, his eyes dimming.
"Mr. Zhu, you seem to be glowing." Hua Lingyun stared in amazement at Zhu Lancang, who was glowing just like the one in the operating room in front of him. He scratched the back of his head, feeling that something was odd there.
"You are blocking my way. You can't take anyone away today. Either you leave or I send you away." The old man said calmly.
"What a big tone! Did you see that? I am from the Temple of Death. This is the law of death! How can ordinary people talk to me?" He patted the sickle carelessly.
"Those who deserve to die deserve to die. You can't save anyone." With a sneer, he raised the sickle and casually hooked out the soul of the person on the operating table. Then he patted his butt and walked into the void.
"You can't take them away." A deep and old voice sounded, and the remnant soul of the Medical Saint appeared, with golden lines crawling on his white clothes. The voice was powerful and firm, "Continue to sew."
This is a struggle between the Medical Saint and the Temple of Death. No one can interfere. It is a contest between life and death, a race against time.
Their fight was silent, but brutal. The people of Daxia had never known that someone was carrying heavy burdens and paying the price of losing his soul to drive away the running dogs of the Temple of Death!
The red light in the operating room came on again. Although he was puzzled as to why the patient was still breathing after the cardiac arrest, life was more important than anything else! Zhu Lancang looked towards the operating room with his hands clenched.
Another ancestor left them, and once again brought a glimmer of hope for Da Xia. He was the first ancestor to wake up. Everyone seemed to hear a chuckle, which disappeared in a flash.
The inheritance of the new and old medical saints has been determined from today. Daxia has added a first-level god, who will play a huge role in the future!
"Let's go," Zhu Lancang took one last look at the operating room, "Let's do what we should do, protect Daxia, and wait for the return of the gods, instead of letting them sacrifice their lives."
"Yes." Hua Lingyun nodded and followed. The future was difficult...
Five hours later, the helicopter stopped at the Qilian Mountains. Fifty people carrying parachutes jumped out of the cabin, gathered halfway up the mountain, and after counting the number of people, they nimbly climbed up the Qilian Mountains.
On the peak where the Qilian Mountains meet the sky stand several majestic black buildings. They are outposts located in the Qilian Mountains, where the Daxia army is stationed.
Five hours later, the Dragon Guards reached the top of the mountain in an orderly manner.
From today on, the Qilian Mountains are brightly lit every night, and the spicy aroma of garlic spreads across the Qilian Mountains.
On a night one month later, the cold wind blew on my face like a knife cutting, the Qilian Mountains played a war song, and the blood demon arrived!
At the foot of the Qilian Mountains, blood-stained shadows stood in the night, looking towards the Qilian Mountains with greedy yet strangely gentle eyes.
"Daxia?" The Blood Demon stood at the front, holding a cup of scarlet blood in his hand, and sipped it slowly. "My people, today is our carnival. Go ahead, cross this line of defense, and those behind will be our slaves."
The Blood Shadow, who had long been unable to contain his emotions, rushed up to the Qilian Mountains in an instant. This was a feast and carnival for them, no one could stop him, and no one dared to stop him. The Blood Demon's eyes were proud.
The Daxia of today is not the same as when that Majesty was here. They are just a bunch of sick cats that can defeat him. He can do whatever he wants with a satisfied smile on his face as he looks at the Qilian Mountains.
He had deliberately chosen the Qilian Mountains to enter instead of the original snowy mountains. Once he took possession of this land, what could the little god do? He would probably just beg for mercy, right?
The battle on Qilian Mountains is about to break out!
On the other side, Jiuli opened her eyes, her pale face returned to normal, and she slowly stood up from the lake. All the water droplets on her body evaporated the moment she stepped out of the lake.
“Master, the remaining soul of the Medical Saint has appeared and passed down his legacy.
The blood demon invades Qilian Mountain and the battle has begun."
Seeing his master waking up, Ling Ling floated beside Jiuli and said.
"What's going on in the Temple of Death?" Jiuli lowered her head and adjusted her cuffs. Her voice was crisp and pleasant, revealing an inexplicable sense of power.
With his head slightly lowered, he exudes an extremely noble aura, but if you look closely, you seem to be able to see a series of negative emotions such as death, despair, and killing, which make people fearful and dare not look directly at him.
"Nothing happened to the people in the Temple of Death, there were just some minor conflicts," the biggest problem now should be the Blood Demon!
"Temple of Death?" His eyes were deep. "Give it some trouble. I don't want to see it appear." He said nonchalantly.
"Yes." Lingling nodded his little head quickly, like a chick pecking at rice. It was just a little trouble for him, but it was not a bad thing. This was okay. His owner was too kind.
"My Lord, I am summoning you." Zhu Jun, who had transformed into his original form and was sleeping on his stomach, raised his paw to touch his ear, turned over, shook his head, and jumped up, "I am coming."
The round body turned twice and fell to the ground. In an instant it turned into a human form and rushed towards the main hall.
"My Lord." His breathing was a little disordered, but his voice was a little sexy. "You finally came out of seclusion. We were very worried."
He lowered his head feeling guilty and fell asleep.
"How many first-level gods are under your command, including those above?" Jiuli interrupted Zhu Jun's flattery. Was she really sizing her up? Did she really not know that this girl was asleep? Or what?
"Except the four of us, there are a total of ten first-level gods who can be used, including those above." It's already a lot, Zhu Jun said silently.
"Let them come down from the snow-capped mountains and go to the place where the gods were originally stationed to guard it," he knocked on the table and said contemptuously.
"Yes," Zhu Jun agreed, and looked at Jiuli who was sitting in the main seat. "Are the guards of the original snow mountain going to be withdrawn as well? Those weird things?"
"All the weird things in the depths of the original snow mountain have been killed, and only people are left to guard it. Go and make the arrangements." Jiuli raised his eyes and said.
Zhu Jun left the main hall and first went to the small kitchen to order some easy-to-digest food to be prepared, then arranged for everyone to guard the place, then returned to the small kitchen again and carried the tray to the main hall.
Hearing the noise, Jiuli raised her hand to recall the Yuji scroll hanging in the air, and sat cross-legged, playing with a strand of silver hair.
"My lord has just woken up. How about trying the snow lotus soup first?" After a simple greeting, Zhu Jun placed everything on the tray one by one.
Snow lotus cake, snow fruit cheese, snow lotus soup, in a word, you would get tired of eating them all. The only surprise was probably the two small cakes that Zhu Lancang sent. Even after a month, they still looked as if they had just been opened, sweet and soft.
"How is the situation in Qilian Mountain?" He pinched a piece of snow fruit cheese and took a bite. It tasted good, but it was not enough to eat it every day, right? Then he threw it aside.
"Bai Ranyou of Daxia led the team and the Blood Demon was killed." The words are concise and to the point, without any process in between, it is a summary.
"Could it be the blood demon who died so easily?" Jiuli's eyes flashed with suspicion, "I'm checking it out. Tell me more details."
My Lord, do you think you are listening to a story? Zhu Jun thought to himself, I am afraid it is just a story, right? After all, she is afraid that she has already entered the tenth level!