Maybe I shouldn't die.

After that, the man and the demon didn't talk much. Zhu Huan took the unconscious Zhu Ke away, and Lan Linghe turned around and went back to the courtyard.

The courtyard looked like it had been ransacked.

The originally neatly arranged furnishings were now tilted to one side or the other, and even the hard spiritual crystal floor had many cracks.

The puppet used for surveillance had now been torn into pieces, with its broken limbs scattered everywhere.

After seeing this scene,

Lan Linghe suddenly felt that the pills he had given out before were a bit redundant.

The losses in this hospital alone are many times more than the loss from that bottle of medicine.

He even had the idea of ​​getting the pill back.

But this thought only lasted for a moment.

It's just a bottle of healing medicine.

It has already been given away, and it would not be appropriate to chase after it to take it back.

Well, he doesn't feel bad, doesn't feel bad...

I don't feel sorry for anything!

No matter how rich he is, he doesn't like to suffer losses for no reason like this.

Lan Linghe released a puppet with an expressionless face, asked it to clean the yard, and then he walked back to the house.

Out of sight, out of heart.

On the way back to the house, she did not forget to send a message to Han Qingshu, telling her that the matter here had been resolved for the time being and why those demon cultivators did not reply to her message.

Let’s talk about the other side.

After Zhu Huan left, the other demon cultivators began to discuss.

"Everyone is here. Who could be the one going outside Han Xiaoyou's yard?"

"It's definitely not a good demon."

"That's right, who would look for it after this time?"

"Isn't there someone in seclusion?"

"How is that possible? Zhu Ke went into seclusion to heal his injuries. How could he come out so soon?"

"That's right. He has only been in seclusion for less than a month."

"By the way, how did he get injured?"

"It seems that he encountered a high-level monster when he went out of the city to fight monsters, and he was injured in the fight."

"That's right. He ate the last bit of top-grade magic-purifying pills in the warehouse. I delivered them to him personally."

"Hey, the Cultivator Alliance is really something. Why don't they send us more top-grade Demon Purifying Pills?"

"Yeah, yeah, that's mean."

"That's not true. It's not just our White Tiger City. Several other cities haven't received the Devil Purifying Pill either. I heard something went wrong with the alchemist."

"If they can't even protect the alchemists, are all the monks in the alliance useless?"

……

As we were chatting, the topic went off track.

Especially when talking about the Cultivator Alliance, these Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators were all filled with resentment.

Complaints and rants came one after another.

Until Wenming, the only person present, could no longer listen and spoke up to stop them:

"Please keep quiet."

As soon as the words fell, the scene immediately fell silent.

The demon cultivators couldn't help but look at each other and found that each other's eyes were full of regret.

How come we got so excited while chatting!

She actually forgot that this was the critical moment for healing. Fellow Daoist Wen had previously told everyone to try to keep quiet and not disturb her.

Well, it’s all because the Cultivator Alliance is so abominable.

Just as they were thinking this, Wenming spoke again:

"The evil energy on Fellow Daoist Xuangui is dissipating, everyone try to remain calm and don't be affected."

Upon hearing this, all the demon cultivators suddenly understood.

It turned out to be the influence of evil spirit. No wonder they were so easily dizzy before.

For a moment, all the demons remained quiet, fearing that they would be affected again.

Seeing this, Wenming breathed a sigh of relief.

The escape of demonic energy during treatment is inevitable, otherwise she would not have left so many monsters here, just to share the escaped demonic energy.

It is better to suffer with others than to suffer alone.

At least there is a demon to share the burden, so I don’t have to worry about not being able to bear it and becoming possessed by the devil.

Treatment is still ongoing.

Although Wenming's main practice is not the Creation of All Things, as a veteran medical practitioner who has spent quite a while on the battlefield, she still has her own way of dealing with demonic energy.

It's just a bit of a waste of time.

It took a full half month before the evil energy in Fellow Daoist Black Turtle's body was finally cleared out.

But the last point is also the most crucial.

We also have to guard against the counterattack of evil spirits.

Thinking of this, she became more cautious in her movements.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The demonic energy in Fellow Daoist Black Turtle's body became less and less, and soon only a little bit was left.

Just as expected.

When she was clearing the last bit, the evil spirit suddenly attacked and entangled her along with the spiritual power she injected into the black turtle's body.

Civilization had anticipated this.

While she quickly cut off this trace of spiritual power, blocking the path for the evil spirit to enter her body, she also injected more spiritual power into the black turtle's body, attacking the last trace of evil spirit.

You need to be extra cautious at this time.

Once the evil spirit wants to enter her body along with the spiritual power, it is necessary to cut off that spiritual power in time, while continuing to attack the evil spirit on the other side.

Time continues to pass like this.

Finally, after countless sieges, the last trace of evil spirit was finally cleared away.

Despite this, the civilization did not directly take back the spiritual power.

She injected spiritual energy into his body again and carefully checked it. After confirming that there was no trace of any remaining demonic energy, she withdrew her spiritual energy and said:

"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. The evil energy in Daoist Xuangui's body has been dealt with."

Upon hearing this, the demon cultivators present immediately smiled with relief and replied:

"Thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoist."

"That's right, fellow Taoist, you have worked hard."

"You have been busy for several days, please take a rest first."

There were also demon cultivators who asked:

"When will Lord Black Turtle wake up?"

The demon cultivator who asked the question spoke in a low voice, fearing that it was inappropriate to ask the question at this moment.

Wenming didn't mind the other party's question and replied directly:

"immediately."

As soon as she finished speaking, a demon cultivator exclaimed:

"Master Black Turtle has woken up."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the demon cultivators rushed over.

"Master Black Turtle, how do you feel?"

"My Lord, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else?"

"grown ups……"

The black tortoise who just woke up: ...So noisy...

As if noticing his irritation, one of the demon cultivators shouted:

"Be quiet, don't disturb the adults."

He had good intentions, but his voice was a little too loud.

The already very weak Black Turtle felt his head buzzing and even stars spinning in front of his eyes.

Fortunately, after this shout, the scene became quiet.

The black tortoise paused for a while, looked around again, and then spoke:

"Who can tell me what happened after I fell into a coma?"

His memory still remained before he turned back to his original form, and he had no idea what happened afterwards.

However, since he had returned to his own courtyard, it meant that the crisis had been resolved, but he didn't know to what extent.

Immediately, a demon cultivator stepped forward and said:

"Let me tell you."

As if they knew that he couldn't stand the noise at the moment, after one demon cultivator spoke, the others remained silent.

Seeing this, the demon cultivator who came forward couldn't help but lower his voice.

"After you fell unconscious..."

For a moment, the only sound in the courtyard was his voice.