In the morning of blue sky and white sun!

The thunder suddenly exploded!

No, the thunder did not come from the outside world, but from the depths of Su Wu's soul.

now

The endless story information is like the turbulent waves, coming violently in an unstoppable posture.

——Stories collection accommodate storyline fragments

——The impact begins

Ice cold

Bitter cold

Cool

Solitude

die

It is impossible to tell what kind of feeling it is, just like the cold moonlight sprinkles on the body, and then turns into sharp knives, cutting flesh and scraping bones, and the pain penetrates into the bone marrow.

In my mind, the pain was split.

The soul is being torn.

This is the first time Su Wu has seen the story information torrent almost instantly surpassing the story collection protection online.

At this moment, he saw all kinds of scenes.

It seemed like a bloody sky.

The moon, which originally shined with a white luster, was gradually infected by a layer of blood.

No, that was not an infection, but the whole moon cracked and blood gushed out of it.

This is the Blood Moon!

With the appearance of the Blood Moon, the message of coldness and darkness, and despair and pain spread. Above the Blood Moon, countless transparent tentacles appeared faintly. These tentacles were entangled with a huge human face, and they were scattering their teeth and claws.

The human face was painful and distorted, as if it was tortured by the torture of the Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons.

Click~

The sound of shattering sounded.

Accompanied by the sound of shattering, Su Wu's soul trembled.

It's like being overwhelmed by the torrent of this story, the soul beans are about to freeze.

Incredible!

What exactly is this?

However, at this time, Su Wu didn't care about what to think about.

With his hard support, under the protection of the story collection, he accepted the impact of the torrent of the story, just like a lonely sail facing a storm on the sea.

Isolated and helpless!

The story information came one after another. Every time, he felt that he couldn't support it, but the story collection pulled him back.

One second

Two seconds

Or a year

century?

After a while, he felt that the story information suddenly weakened a lot, and the freezing feeling from the soul disappeared.

Then, part of the blood-colored moon formed by the torrent of information collapsed in my mind. Looking closely, the part that had not been infected by blood at that time was still there.

These are blood-colored fragments of the moon, which shattered and floated into the world, and eventually turned into small crescent moons.

Different sizes.

——Be careful... There is... in the depths of the moon...

——Escape quickly... It's already crazy...

As the final scene emerged, there were intermittent murmuring. I couldn't hear clearly what was, but I only knew that it seemed to be a woman's voice.

Boom!

All the effects disappeared.

The crescent phantom that exists behind the little girl was suddenly absorbed into the book by the story collection.

——The plot fragments have been absorbed

——The impact ends

——Form a new story collection page.

Page 1: Seeds of Famine

Page 2: Lingquan

Page 3: Blood Ginseng

Page 4: Little Locust

Page 5, a brand new page: Shard of the Moon (Story Fragments)

It's slow, but it's fast.

Su Wu accepted the story information impact of the fragments of the Yin. Although it has been a long time in his soul, it is only less than a second in reality.

call!

Su Wu often let out a sigh of relief in his heart and slowly withdrew his left hand.

"Okay, her problem has been solved."

"The cold will not erupt again in the future."

"You can leave now,"

Su Wu waved his hand without expression.

Everyone was stunned and a little unbelievable, especially the old man Li Zhe, who was even more surprised.

Such a simple solution?

Is this too incredible?

He saw the immortal stretching out his left hand and gently pinching his little daughter behind him, and then a cold air that made people's scalp suddenly burst out.

But before the cold air spread out, the immortal just held his palm slightly, and all the cold air disappeared.

The problem was solved like this.

this......

The old man secretly glanced at his little daughter, but saw that her face was blushing, no longer had the paleness she had before, and her brows were not tightened, as if she had completely relaxed.

Although his body is thin, it exudes vitality, completely different from before. The small body is filled with a coldness like dead silent.

Really good?

This immortal's method is too amazing.

Li Zhe had fantasized about how immortals treated their daughter. It might be earth-shaking, moistening things silently, or it might take some effort.

However, I have never imagined the current scene. I will be cured by waving my hand. If you put it on you, you dare not think about it.

Even Li Zhe wondered whether the youngest daughter was cured of her illness, or was this immortal lying to deceive him?

In just a moment, he threw away this thought and erased the disrespectful thought. Is it necessary for the immortal to deceive him?

There is no need at all!

So, there is no need to think about it. The problem that has troubled their family for more than three years was solved just as the immortal waved his hand.

"It's worthy of being an immortal."

"We ordinary people can't tell how they did it."

The old man sighed in his heart, then stood up, bowed and bowed to Su Wu three times and nine times again, and kept thanking him.

Finally, when Su Wudu was a little impatient, he left.

However, this guy did not leave completely. Instead, he chose to live in the outer village of Sujiazhuang.

Although the land in Sujiazhuang outside the village has been worth a lot of money, with Li Zhe's financial resources, it is still a drop in the bucket to simply buy a house.

The reason why he still chose to stay here was to see if his younger daughter's illness was completely cured. Secondly, he also fell in love with many specialties in Sujiazhuang.

For example, the most precious spiritual spring, even if there is no spiritual spring water, just spiritual spring wine, it will be a treasure worth a thousand gold if it is brought back to the Tang Dynasty.
To be continued...