"No need to be hospitalized, I'm fine."
Zhuang Si'er heard the doctor's words inside, and struggled to walk out.
"In that case, then I'll drive you back to rest."
As a cultivator, Chen Feng could naturally tell that she had not suffered any major fatal injuries.
In line with the meaning of being a good person to the end, Chen Feng doesn't have anything important to do tonight anyway, now that the matter has already begun, let's do it well.
"Thank you for saving me, my name is Zhuang Si'er."
After the two got out of the hospital, Zhuang Si'er said gratefully to Chen Feng.
"Miss Zhuang, you're welcome, it's just a gesture, by the way, my name is Chen Feng."
Chen Feng said.
"Mr.
Chen, I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble tonight, and I will compensate you for your car."
Zhuang Si'er saw Chen Feng's roof and was smashed into a big hole by herself, and said very embarrassed.
"It's okay, it's just a piece of iron, as long as people are okay, but you don't want to commit suicide easily in the future, suicide is not a fun thing."
Chen Feng waved his hand.
Zhuang Si'er's face was a little weird, she would have committed suicide due to neuropathy, if she hadn't been cornered by that evil psychic at that time, she wouldn't have wanted to jump off.
"By the way, why didn't you die when you jumped from such a high place?"
When she thought of this, Zhuang Si'er suddenly seemed to think of something?
She immediately took out a small bottle from her pocket, only the size of a thumb, and went to check it, and suddenly her face became gray, only to see that the spirit in it had disappeared, she thought about it again, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and suddenly tears could not help dripping.
For a psychic medium, holding a spirit is equivalent to his best combat partner, a person and a spirit get along day and night, it is a lie to say that there is no emotion, although people have different paths, but they are partners who depend on each other in life and death, Zhuang Si'er can't imagine that his holding spirit is ...... in order to save her "Miss Zhuang, why are you crying?
Did I say something I shouldn't have said?
Chen Feng saw Zhuang Si'er suddenly crying, and suddenly said in a panic.
"No, it's none of your business."
Zhuang Si'er wiped a little tear with her hand and said.
Chen Feng took out a few tissues from the tissue box in the car and handed them to her, Zhuang Si'er wiped her tears with a tissue, and said to Chen Feng: "I'm sorry to make you laugh, am I crying ugly?"
” "No, no, Miss Zhuang, you just escaped death, I'll send you back to rest early, just sleep for something, there is nothing in this world that can't be overcome."
Chen Feng said.
"Thank you, no need, I've troubled you a lot tonight, I can do it myself."
Zhuang Si'er replied.
"Can you?
Why don't I send you back, you see, it's late at night, and it's not easy to take a taxi around here. ” Chen Feng was worried that she would be unsafe as a girl, or that she wouldn't be able to think about it later, so she ran to commit suicide by jumping off the building, so tonight's matter would be in vain.
At this moment, a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks suddenly appeared in front of them, and when he saw Zhuang Si'er, he showed a hideous look on his face and said, "Little girl, this time I'll see where you are still fleeing." ” "It's you bastard!"
Zhuang Si'er saw that the evil psychic matchmaker suddenly came over, which reminded her of what happened tonight, and remembered the spirit holding that had to be wiped out because she saved her, and she was immediately extremely angry.
"Miss Zhuang, who is this person yours?"
Chen Feng saw this man's ill-intentioned look and asked her.
"Mr.
Chen, you hurry up, he's a bad guy."
Zhuang Si'er was worried that it would affect Chen Feng, so she hurriedly said to him.
"Bad guys?
Miss Zhuang, do you want me to help?
Chen Feng found that this man's eyes were one red and one black, which was a natural yin and yang eye.
"You can't help me, you hurry up, I'll stop him."
Zhuang Si'er didn't have time to explain anything to Chen Feng at the moment, for ordinary people, these psychic mediums belonged to mysterious and powerful existences, killing people and invisibly, she didn't want this kind person who saved her to lose his life because of her.
"Stinky woman, hand over the Tianji ruler to me, Uncle Ben can consider sparing your life!"
This sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked psychic master saw the Heavenly Ruler in Zhuang Si'er's hand, and his eyes were greedy.
"The beauty you think, even if I die, I won't let the Heavenly Ruler fall into the hands of a sinister villain like you."
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Zhuang Si'er held the heavenly ruler in his hand and blocked in front of Chen Feng.
"Humph!
Then don't blame the master for being unkind to you, although you are a little ugly, but the master can just take it!
” The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked psychic master waved his hand, only to see a spirit holding a ghost-headed broadsword suddenly appeared in front of him, this time the spirit holding was no longer the executioner with an axe just now, but another, because the spirit holding the spirit just now had been injured by Zhuang Si'er when he was falling from the building.
The spirit holding the ghost head knife in her hand rushed towards Zhuang Si'er with a roar, menacing, and Zhuang Si'er did not hold the spirit in her hand at the moment, so she didn't dare to fight with it, she immediately drew a strange pattern on the ground with a heavenly ruler, holding a lotus finger in her hand.
"Heaven and earth are natural, the filth is scattered, the cave is mysterious, Huang Lang Taiyuan, the eight directions are mighty, so that I am natural, the spirit treasure talisman, the nine heavens, the Qianluo Tana, the cave is too mysterious, the demon is bound, the people are thousands, the old man is too high, and he is as urgent as the law!"
I saw that the pattern drawn with the heavenly ruler on the ground made a "boom" sound, and suddenly a ball of fire appeared, trapping the opponent's holding spirit inside.
"Fire, Southern Fire King.
Poison, shocking in all directions.
True Fu transforms into form, fast and true.
Haste as a law!
” After Zhuang Si'er finished reciting this incantation, she saw a large mouthful of blood spurting out of her mouth, she was actually at the end of her crossbow now, but she was just holding on, creating a chance for Chen Feng to escape.
"Humph!
Carving insect skills, open it for me!
” The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked psychic master pointed his sword, only to see a burst of cracking sound from the talisman array that trapped the spirit, and the trapped spirit immediately rushed out of it, holding the ghost head knife in his hand, and slashed at Zhuang Si'er's head.
Zhuang Si'er used the last trace of mana just now, and now she is already at the end of the crossbow, so she can only look at it with her eyes, and the ghost-headed big knife holding the spirit slashes at her.
Just when Zhuang Si'er thought that she would be unable to escape today, suddenly her body was picked up by a person, and she quickly dodged the attack of the spirit, and the person who took Zhuang Si'er away was Chen Feng.