A scholar’s ​​path to becoming a god

In the intensive care room, Sheng Zhiyu was lying quietly on the hospital bed. No signs of life could be seen at all. Only the electrocardiogram next to him showed faint fluctuations.

Chu Muyan squatted in front of Sheng Zhiyu's hospital bed, holding one of her hands and placing it on his cheek: "Zhizhi, I will never play pranks on you again. Please don't die. Can you open your eyes... …”

Qin Tian looked at Sheng Zhiyu, a hint of determination flashed in his black eyes, and then smiled softly: "Xiaoyu, I will accompany you right now."

He took out a dagger and stabbed himself in the heart.

Gu Xingzhou held the blade of the dagger, blood dripping down his palm: "Yu'er will not die, Mr. Guiyue, now that things have happened, are you still not going to save people?"

Qin Tian looked at Mr. Guiyue in shock: "Master, do you have a way to save people?"

Mr. Guiyue glared at Gu Xingzhou: "What are you talking about?"

Gu Xingzhou said: "I just figured it out. There won't be such a deadly poison in the dungeon. It must be that person who deliberately wanted to kill Yu'er. Since that person belongs to you, as a senior executive, you must be able to save him." Human methods!”

Mr. Guiyue took half a step back unconsciously. This young man was so smart that he could think of this in such a chaotic situation.

"Guiyue, what's going on?" The old man from Tianshan frowned, "Since you have the antidote, hurry up and save my apprentice!"

Mr. Guiyue was very embarrassed.

If he saved Sheng Zhiyu, it would be equivalent to offending that person.

Qin Tian knelt down directly towards Mr. Guiyue: "Master, if you don't save Xiaoyu, my disciple will never live alone!"

Chu Muyan also knelt down: "Disciple, too!"

really.

Mr. Guiyue closed his eyes with a headache. What an injustice.

After a while, he finally made up his mind: "I can save him, but you must not say that I saved him. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Qin Tian and Chu Muyan said in unison.

Mr. Guiyue opened his palm, and there was a red thread-like insect on it: "This is a silver-threaded blood worm. It can enter extremely narrow places to suck poisonous blood."

As he spoke, he placed the silver thread blood worm on Sheng Zhiyu's chest.

I saw that the silver thread bloodworm quickly penetrated into the skin along the sutured wound. When it came out again, it had turned black.

All the toxins in Sheng Zhiyu's heart were absorbed, leaving nothing behind.

Gu Xingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and felt that his palms were wet with sweat.

God knows how much willpower he used to force himself to calm down and think. Fortunately, he made the right bet.

If Sheng Zhiyu had any shortcomings, he couldn't imagine what he would do.

Sheng Zhiyu seemed to have had a long nightmare. In the dream, one was the fire when he was six years old, and the other was the figures of Gu Xingzhou, Qin Tian, ​​Song Qiran, Chu Muyan and others appearing in turn.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally opened her eyes.

"Yu'er, you're awake, how do you feel?" Gu Xingzhou stayed by her bedside.

"Senior brother...where are we?" Sheng Zhiyu wanted to sit up, but felt weak, "Where is Qin Tian?"

"Qin Tian is talking to Mr. Guiyue and will be back soon." Gu Xingzhou held her hand, "Because you have been unconscious, I dare not input spiritual energy into you. Now let's go to the first space."

Sheng Zhiyu nodded.

The two soon appeared in the space.

Old Man Tianshan and Song Qiran were both there. Song Qiran had obviously just finished talking to Old Man Tianshan and looked at Sheng Zhiyu with a worried look.

Sheng Zhiyu looked at their worried eyes and smiled: "Master, senior brother, don't worry, I'm fine."

The old man of Tianshan had already learned about Sheng Zhiyu's life experience from Song Qiran, and he felt very complicated for a moment: "Little apprentice, you have to be careful, it is not just Hajian who wants your life."

Sheng Zhiyu didn't take it seriously: "I know they won't allow me to live."

The old man from Tianshan sighed: "What an injustice. Both the Jade Faced Ghost King and Lingyun Immortal Lord have passed away, yet they still don't let go of such a female doll.

What's more, you don't have the ambition to unify Higan and Hazama at all, so why are they so guarded against you. "

Sheng Zhiyu smiled faintly and said: "Everyone is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a treasure. Even if I don't have this intention, one day when the prophecy comes, they will definitely want to get rid of me."

Seeing that she was so open-minded, the old man from Tianshan felt better: "Fortunately, Tiandao also participated in this game. As long as you perform well and get into Tiandao's eyes, Biangan and Hazama can't do anything to you.

Just like this time, Hazama doesn't dare to come blatantly, so he can only use the copy to attack you. It means that they can only kill within the established rules, not without restrictions. "

Sheng Zhiyu nodded: "I understand, so I will be more careful in the next copy."

The old man from Tianshan said: "This time you have to thank that boy Chu Muyan. He gave you half of your blood transfusion."

"Chu Muyan?" Sheng Zhiyu then remembered that Chu Muyan's blood type was the same as hers, "How is he now?"

Gu Xingzhou said: "You need to take good care of yourself first, and then go see him."

The old man from Tianshan glanced at Song Qiran: "Little disciple, actually your senior brother..."

"Master, junior sister, she knows everything." Song Qiran interrupted the old man from Tianshan.

The old man from Tianshan looked at Sheng Zhiyu suspiciously, and then at Song Qiran. Has he already confessed his love?

Gu Xingzhou looked at Song Qiran and thought that after Sheng Zhiyu was out of danger, Song Qiran told him that he would pursue her.

This was also what he admired about Song Qiran, competing openly and honestly.

But he would never let Sheng Zhiyu be taken away.

"Yu'er, let me take you to soak in the spiritual spring, and then help you circulate the spiritual energy." Gu Xingzhou said.

Sheng Zhiyu nodded and followed Gu Xingzhou.

"First disciple, does this girl know that you like her?" The old man from Tianshan looked at Song Qiran when he saw the two of them leaving.

Song Qiran nodded: "I confessed my love to her in this copy, but my junior sister didn't respond to me. I do... love her very much."

The old man Tianshan was silent. He felt that the charm of his little apprentice was so great that so many outstanding men fell under her skirt.

The only ones he knew were Gu Xingzhou, Qin Tian, ​​Song Qiran, Chu Muyan, and the stupid Qi Heyi.

Maybe there will be more in the future.

Moreover, although the man named Qi Heyi is a bit stupid, he has a very precious destiny, so he may have some big opportunities in the future.

Sheng Zhiyu himself is very outstanding, and with so many outstanding men, he will definitely be a terrifying force in the future.

No wonder some people are so anxious to get rid of her.

In the spiritual spring, Gu Xingzhou and Sheng Zhiyu sat opposite each other, injecting spiritual energy into her.

With the effect of the spiritual spring water, the hideous scars on Sheng Zhiyu's shoulders and chest gradually faded until they disappeared.

She felt much better: "I've been in a coma for so long, and I don't even know when the next copy will start."