Douluo: my omnipotent spirit

While everyone was stunned in place, the master and others also arrived.

"Teacher, Brother Zhao is injured all over his body right now. I don't dare to move, for fear that if I move he will aggravate the injury! What should I do?" Tang San asked with an anxious look on his face when he saw the master coming.

After pondering for a moment, the master said solemnly: "Flanders, go and call the healing soul master over first. Zhao Wuji's condition is basically stable. Treat Emperor Zhao first."

"Yes." As soon as the master's voice fell, Flanders nodded immediately, and at the same time, he used his martial spirit to fly into the academy. In less than 3 minutes, he came with two gray-haired old men.

Flanders had already briefly explained the situation to them on the way, so the two of them didn't hesitate at all. When they saw Emperor Zhao lying on the ground, he took a few steps to him and released his martial soul and soul ring to start treating him.

Others also watched with bated breath, not daring to slack off at all.

After more than ten minutes, the two old men wiped the sweat from their foreheads and stood up slowly, with obvious shock on their faces. One of them said: "It's incredible. Emperor Zhao is still alive after being injured like this." , the most shocking thing is that he came back on his own!"

Although another old man did not speak, the expression on his face was very agreeable. Then he said: "Okay, we have saved our lives for the time being. Let's carry Emperor Zhao in first."

……

Five days passed in a blink of an eye.

In Shrek's treatment room, Emperor Zhao was lying flat on the bed.

"No! It's not me! It's not what I want!"

At this time, his eyes were closed tightly, his brows were furrowed, his head was shaking, and he was shouting words unconsciously.

In his mind, he was watching the scene in front of him from the perspective of a bystander. The scene changed many times, and each time it was a scene of him killing someone.

Finally, one night, he came to a small village. At the gate of the village, an old man wearing a white robe and a long white beard was staring at him cautiously.

"No!" Another low growl came from his mouth, and he wanted to step forward to stop him, but all those memories were just memories, and he rushed to nothing. He watched with his own eyes as he killed the entire village one by one!

Finally, he saw Qian Renxue and saw Qian Renxue hugging him with tears on her face. The way she looked now made Emperor Zhao feel a little heartbroken.

"I don't want to kill anyone anymore!" With an exclamation, Emperor Zhao suddenly opened his eyes wide and suddenly stood up from the bed with his upper body lying down. The cold sweat on his forehead fell one drop after another from his chin.

"Huh~huh~huh!" After taking a few deep breaths, Emperor Zhao regained his composure.

"Brother Zhao!" There was a loud sound and the door was violently pushed open. Tang San and others hurried to Emperor Zhao's bedside. They were afraid that Emperor Zhao would have an accident suddenly, so they trained near this room and listened from outside. After he shouted in fear, he immediately rushed over.

"Emperor Zhao, how do you feel?" Dai Mubai asked with concern.

Others also asked, and Emperor Zhao waited for a while before he stabilized slightly, turned to look at everyone, and finally locked his eyes on Tang San, opened his arms, Tang San understood, stepped forward to embrace Emperor Zhao, and patted him gently. He rubbed his back and said:

"Brother Zhao, it's okay. This is the academy. You are safe now."

"Mistress... Wuwu..." Emperor Zhao cried, really cried. He glanced at everyone, and then started crying unscrupulously.

Everyone was stunned. They had never seen Emperor Zhao cry, and they had never thought that he would cry. In their impression, Emperor Zhao was a very cheerful person, and he would do anything with a faint smile on his face. smile.

He likes to eat, like to joke with them, and even bullies them a little when nothing happens.

But a person like this is crying now?

And she cried without caring about her image, just like everyone else started crying.

When Emperor Zhao glanced at them, they were collectively stunned for a moment, terrified. They saw deep fear in Emperor Zhao's eyes, and they were completely distracted.

They even saw Emperor Zhao's body trembling!

"Zhao..." The master moved his mouth, wanting to say something, but even after reacting, Emperor Zhao was obviously frightened and had not recovered yet, so it was not suitable to ask.

Everyone looked at each other, then collectively bowed their heads and fell silent.

For a while, the only sound left in the room was Emperor Zhao's cry.

"Woo..." Emperor Zhao was venting crazily. He really couldn't bear it anymore. The attack by Soul Saint was already not easy, and then the unconscious and crazy killings left him mentally empty.

Afterwards, I lived a life like hell for several days. I was really tired, so tired.

"Xiao San! Xiao San!" Emperor Zhao suddenly stopped crying, and then grabbed Tang San's shoulder fiercely. Feeling the pain in his shoulder, Tang San didn't pay attention, and showed what he thought was the warmest smile to try to calm down Emperor Zhao. .

"Emperor Zhao, what's wrong? Everyone is here. Tell us and we will solve it together."

Tang San asked while holding back his heartache.

"I...I..." Zhao Di stared at Tang San with his eyes wide and bloodshot, and said in an extremely nervous tone: "I killed people! Killed people! Many, many! So many people!”

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked away.

"One, two, three, one hundred, two hundred, three hundred!" Suddenly Zhao Di turned his head back and shouted:

"More than three hundred! Many, many people! I killed them all with my own hands! With my own hands!"

"I can still see it in my head. I can see the brain... it swelled up and spurted out! That head was crushed by me! But the other person is a teenager, a child! He is still a child!"

"Not just this, there are many, many more..." Emperor Zhao was now shouting like a madman or a psychopath.

Everyone just watched like this, Tang San's vision was blurred by the clouds, Dai Mubai and others had already burst into tears, the Dragon King and the Snake Woman looked at each other and sighed deeply.

The master and others finally understood why Emperor Zhao was like this, but what followed was endless heartache. Ordinary adults may not be able to withstand the huge pressure after killing more than ten people in a row.

But now Zhao Di, a 12-year-old child, although not voluntarily, killed so many people at once. Let alone him, even Flanders asked himself, he may not be able to withstand these hundreds of lives, or even Might go crazy!

The master and Flanders looked at each other, and the former nodded silently. After struggling for a few times, Flanders made up his mind and flashed behind Emperor Zhao.

"I'm sorry, Emperor Zhao, you should take a good rest first!" After saying that, he struck hard at Emperor Zhao's neck with his hand.

"Still..." Emperor Zhao was still talking, even though his eyes fell into unconsciousness, and his body leaned back weakly. Flanders stretched out his hands to gently catch him, and then slowly helped him lie down.

Everyone saw Flanders' actions, but no one stopped him. They knew that for Emperor Zhao, this choice was the best at the moment...

As Emperor Zhao passed out, the three Zhu Zhuqing women took the lead and ran out with red eyes and covering their mouths. They couldn't help but cry bitterly as soon as they left the house...

(End of this chapter)