The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

When the Buddhist bead around her neck was hot, Su Nanzhi was logging into the Xuanwang in her own room, planning to hang some talisman papers and medicine on it to sell.

The expenses for the past few days are really high, and her younger brother has just recognized him, so she really doesn't want to wrong him in terms of food and lodging.

The things you buy are expensive, but the money is still affordable.

But there is a saying that goes like this: Spending money is fun for a while, and spending money is always fun.

She is so happy now.

But the reduced amount still makes people feel distressed, and the money that should be earned still needs to be earned.

At this moment, the girl who was originally concentrating on business became more and more serious, and finally disappeared from the room suddenly.

Su Nanzhi didn't understand when she appeared beside Jiang Beiyu.

This is obviously not Jiangbeiyu's residence.

Jiang Beiyu is not a person who likes to run outside at night, especially if he doesn't wear a ring on his hand.

Su Nanzhi appeared in a vortex, which of course was not an ordinary vortex.

A vortex like a maze.

Su Nanzhi staggered when she came in.

The feeling of top-heavy is obvious.

And this feeling even had a little bit of deja vu for her.

This kind of Yin Qi is so heavy that she can't even feel a little bit of Yang Qi. She only feels it in one place:

The junction of the underworld and the world.

Su Nanzhi occasionally worked for the underworld, and what she did was almost like black and white impermanence. One of them, she went to the border of the human world.

That place is similar to this place, without a trace of yang energy, and Su Nanzhi felt that her soul was about to come out of her body after staying there for a while.

To describe it in one sentence, it is not a place for people to stay.

After Su Nanzhi came back, although her lifespan had increased a bit, she lay on the bed for a whole day before she could barely climb out of bed.

It's hard for someone like her to encounter this kind of place, let alone Jiangbeiyu.

Because of the beads on her neck, Su Nanzhi found Jiang Beiyu without much effort.

He collapsed in the middle of a pile of severed limbs.

In this vortex, I don't know how many dead souls are trapped. If they stay here for a long time, maybe they will all be dragged in and never get out.

The pure yang aura on Su Nanzhi's body is almost unimpeded even in this kind of place.

"Teacher Jiang, wake up."

This time Jiang Beiyu woke up, but Su Nanzhi noticed his empty left hand in the next second, and at the same time missed the golden light that flashed in Jiang Beiyu's Ruifeng eyes.

"Where's the ring on your finger?"

Jiang Beiyu reached out and pressed his aching temple, then paused, "...it seems that I accidentally left home just now."

The corners of the eyes of the man who had a similar face to Jiang Xiaoyu's were reddened, and when he spoke, his tone was innocent and a little dumbfounded.

It looks more like Jiang Xiaoyu.

Su Nanzhi: "..."

She shook her head, always afraid that she would have some hallucinations that she shouldn't have in the next second.

"Can you stand up?" For a moment, Su Nanzhi forgot to ask him the reason for going out.

"It should be fine, can you help me?"

So, Jiang Beiyu put his hand on her shoulder, and with the help of her strength, he stood up.

Su Nanzhi glanced around and quickly analyzed in her mind.

She was silent for a while, and then said: "Mr. Jiang, you take my hand and follow me. I'll see if I can go out."