In the screen.

The night light is like water, dotted with stars.

The bright moonlight shines from the sky, passes through the sparse branches, and shines on Xu Ze.

"Hmm~"

Xu Ze slowly opened his eyes, slightly confused.

He was still leaning under the spiritual bamboo peach, but he was covered with a layer of light blue gel, which made him look slightly funny.

"Am I still alive?" Xu Ze murmured, looking at the starry sky.

He found it incredible.

After all, what he was poisoned by was the poison of a saint. Looking at the whole world, there are only a few people who can detoxify such a poison.

"Zi Zi."

"Zi Zi."

A sound like a burning flame came from the side.

Xu Ze wanted to get up and check, but found that the ointment he applied had completely locked his cultivation and strength, making him unable to move.

Helpless, he had no choice but to twist his head.

Then,

A touch of surprise appears in the eyes!

Not far away, the fire is dazzling.

A woman was sitting in front of the fire, flicking the flames with the dead branches in her hands.

The firelight reflected on her cheeks, adding a sense of warmth to her already delicate facial features.

The woman stared blankly at the fire, her watery eyes full of compassion.

"Are you awake?" The woman suddenly looked at her and smiled slightly.

His smile is gentle and his voice is like the gentle wind.

With just one glance, Xu Ze was convinced.

This is definitely an extremely gentle woman!

"You saved me?" Xu Ze asked.

"Well, I saved him when I passed by." The woman nodded.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

"This..."

The woman blinked.

She raised her slender arms and put her index finger on her fair forehead, as if she was thinking hard.

This happened until a long time later.

"It should be three months!" The woman held her arms in her arms, nodding her head and smiling broadly.

"...should?" Xu Ze was stunned.

"Well, since this is just a spiritual clone, I am not very sensitive to time, and my thoughts are a bit confused on weekdays." The woman nodded again.

Divine consciousness clone?

Xu Ze was suddenly startled!

As we all know, only those saints with advanced cultivation, extremely senior qualifications, and who are already on the road to becoming emperor can master the magical power of "incarnation of spiritual consciousness"!

And this group of people are also called quasi-emperors! Their cultivation and strength are far superior to other saints!

Xu Ze finally realized.

No wonder the woman’s figure is sometimes hazy and sometimes illusory. It turns out that’s why!

After a brief moment of shock, Xu Ze smiled bitterly again.

"What's wrong with you?" the woman testified and asked.

"I didn't expect that with my qualifications and cultivation, I would be able to get help from the quasi-emperor one day." Xu Ze expressed his inner thoughts.

He was just sighing casually.

Who knows.

After hearing this, the woman's slender eyebrows frowned.

She dropped the dead branches in her hands, walked forward with gentle steps, and finally squatted down in front of Xu Ze, hugging her legs with both hands.

She looked straight at Xu Ze, with a trace of dissatisfaction brewing in her watery eyes.

"Are you angry?" Xu Ze also looked at her.

The woman nodded seriously.

"Why?" Xu Ze asked again.

"..."

The woman didn't reply, but the dissatisfaction in her eyes became more and more obvious.

The two people's eyes met and they just looked at each other.

After half a ring...

Feeling that it was not good to stare at a woman like this, Xu Ze first turned his head and looked away.

And the moment he turned around.

A pair of jade hands that looked like gelatin stretched out and placed them on his cheeks, followed by the fragrance of vegetation.

"???"

Xu Ze has a question mark on his face!

Before he could feel the tenderness in Yu's hands, he felt a force coming from him and forcefully pushed his head back!

Their eyes met again.

Xu Ze was confused!

"People should not laugh at themselves or feel inferior, otherwise they will be carrying a heavy burden and walking forward with difficulty," the woman said in the end.

Now Xu Ze understood.

To put it bluntly, the woman in front of me doesn’t like hearing people complain about themselves?

But why?

Why would the dignified quasi-emperor be willing to save him, and why would he care about his thoughts?

"Because I am a doctor." As if she guessed his question, the woman said solemnly.

After finishing her words, the woman stood up.

She smiled proudly, looked down and said: "A doctor, heals people, heals the heart. This is my way! The way to become an emperor!"

"That's it." Xu Ze suddenly realized.

"As expected." The woman suddenly changed the topic.

She knelt down again and looked back and forth on Xu Ze's face with an interesting expression.

"What's wrong?" Xu Ze was stunned again.

"You are different."

"What's different?"

"The way you look at me is different." The woman looked straight and serious:

"Other men will have twisted thoughts when they see me, but you are different. Your eyes are full of purity, without any lust."

"Can you see this?" Xu Ze blinked.

"Of course!"

The woman stood up three times, her face still full of pride: "I am a doctor! How can I practice medicine if I don't have any eyesight?"

Xu Ze smiled and did not answer.

"Why?" the woman asked.

"Because I already have a wife." Xu Ze replied instantly.

"What about your wife? Why didn't she come to find you?"

"..."

Xu Ze was silent, his expression gloomy.
To be continued...