Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Zhao Fushuang was sensitive to people's cultivation base, and Yi Huang's aura was obviously much weaker.

In fact, there are many things that are not difficult to guess. She was seriously injured like that, and she is still alive. She still knows how much he has paid.

It was perfectly possible to let her fend for herself, but he let her survive.

Thinking about it now, she had agreed to pick the sun and moon beads herself, and she shouldn't have to ask others to carry them for her.

The so-called sharing the same bed probably means that something happened to him when he rescued her, and they slept together by accident.

She saved her life, what more could she ask of him?
As for the life owed to her, he had already paid it off when he went to pick her up and Lao Hei three hours earlier.

She and her are settled!

Seeing Yi Huang walking to the desks outside the bamboo screen, Zhao Fu's eyes were weak, but there was no word in his mouth: "Where are you going, didn't you let me sleep back?"

Yi Huang directly picked up the book and read, ignoring her nonsense.

After talking for a while, her body broke out in sweat, and after a while, she lost consciousness in a groggy state.

When she woke up again, she was sitting, with Yi Huang cross-legged behind her, with his palm pressed against her back to channel mana.

Zhao Fushuang struggled.

Yi Huang said weakly, "Don't move."

Zhao Fushuang stopped struggling and asked in a daze, "What are you doing?"

At this moment, he is not simply using mana to warm and nourish her body, he is completely burning his mana to fill the wounds in her body.

The former consumes only the mana in the dantian, which can be recovered by a short period of meditation for a monk, but the latter cannot be recovered, and the cultivation base will be weakened.

"You don't need to do these things. You and I are not even friends. It doesn't make sense for you to pay so much." It is not difficult to guess that her life may be bought by him burning his cultivation base.

Yi Huang didn't return her, but the mana in his palm didn't weaken.

Zhao Fushuang also knew that her injury was too severe, and he was not of the healing department, so magic power was not very effective in healing injuries. Compared with burning cultivation base, the healing effect would be better.

But what do monks value most?
It's cultivation!
Every god plant is the life of a monk, and no one is willing to spit it out after getting it.

What's more, it still burns like this.

Zhao Fu pursed her lips and was speechless for a while.

The hand on the back was hot, but the magic power injected into her body made her feel comfortable.

The two of them have been getting along with each other for these years, but in fact, the uneasy anger in her heart has long since faded.

At first, I thought he was a serious person, and it was interesting to tease her, after all, every unhappy emotion of his could attract her good mood.

It's just that I don't know why later, I feel more and more boring.

It's actually quite boring to get entangled with each other after the strong revenge mood fades.

However, she didn't expect that she would suffer such a crime all of a sudden.

Zhao Fushuang herself is a monk of the healing department. Of course she knows her physical condition. She is so weak that it looks like a broken cup that has been forcibly pieced together. Any disturbance or fluctuation will shatter her again.

Even her dantian cultivation was sealed, and her body couldn't even withstand the impact of mana flowing through her veins.

During the silence between the two, Yi Huang suddenly took the initiative to speak: "Is your divine plant a medicinal plant?"

From her first injury, the recovery time and the degree to which her mana nourished her body, it is not difficult to see that her body has a very strong self-healing ability, which ordinary monks do not have.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"The sacred plant is a medicinal plant. The first choice for your divine plant to irrigate is the mana in the dantian. The second choice is defense and agility. The second choice is not to let you not choose it. The worst is ten to one. Ten times to irrigate the dantian, there must be one Irrigate agility and defense."

When repairing her body, he found that her dantian cultivation base was filled with fifty divine plants, but her internal organs and physical defense definitely did not match it, and her fragility was not as good as that of an ordinary monk.

There is only one possibility for this phenomenon. Zhao Fushuang has irrigated all the god plants in the dantian, and there is no strong defense or some auxiliary items.

Otherwise, there will be no situation where the internal organs will be smashed just by being swept away by the attack of the Sun Moon Bead.

Regarding the bonus attribute of her god plant, more than one person has said about her, and his father didn't allow her to take his surname because of that.

But she was deeply obsessed with this matter.

"I don't want to be an assistant."

She was born with obsession, she wanted to be strong!
Furthermore, she is born with a flamboyant temperament, and she is unwilling to rely on others for everything. To be an assistant is to hand over her life to others. She has no one she trusts so much, and she is unwilling to do so.

She was willing to take the risk and irrigate all the god plants in her dantian to make up for her lack of attack power.

Of course, the negative impact is huge.

Shenzhu can't bless other items, so her speed and physical defense are all rubbish.

It was the first time Yi Huang heard such a deviant statement.

In this era of lack of medicinal plants, the healing system is very scarce, and it is a matter of burning incense and worshiping Buddha for a powerful family to have a talented healing system.

Taking a ten thousand step back, "Even if you pour all the god plants into the dantian, your output is only stronger, because of the limitation of the god plant attributes, your attack power cannot be outstanding."

Zhao Fushuang knew.

Often her hole cards are exhausted and her ability is comparable to that of her fellow practitioners who are strong in the attack department.

This is her natural weakness.

But she can attack like the goddess scattered flowers, and this kind of attack requires huge mana support.

It is not completely without advantages that she irrigates her dantian completely.

Yi Huang said: "The attack system is powerful, but the healing system also has the advantage of the healing system."

Zhao Fushuang was disdainful: "What advantage is there, when someone cuts you, you heal faster?"

Yi Huang didn't reply to her.

As a healer, she prefers to take the path of attack, and she has a kind of unyielding spirit of fighting against the sky.

As strong as her, maybe assisting is not the way she wants to go.

How to persuade can only be in vain.

But the divine plant that each person can cultivate is determined by God. Although it cannot be said that the nature of the divine plant determines the direction of a person's life practice, at least she can only be content with doing it when she has no other powerful attacks. an auxiliary.

Yi Huang put it another way: "Support is indispensable in team battles. A good support and a strong attack system complement each other, and your strength will increase. You may need a strong main attack partner."

Zhao Fushuang didn't listen to this.

Survival can only be achieved by protecting powerful teammates, let alone what she wants.

She smirked: "Tell me, with my temperament, which person who is the main offensive force can live with me?"

An auxiliary needs to be paired with a powerful main attack, and a powerful main attack needs an auxiliary to save life, relying on each other to double the strength.

However, people with strong strength have always had a strong temperament. Let alone her strength in battle, she is destined to be impossible to be inferior to others if she is too strong.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and it is really hard to find a main attacker who is willing to be bullied by her.

Zhao Fushuang thought of something, and suddenly smiled: "Tell me, how about you being my main attacker? When you fight, you look fancy and look good. You're so poor, so I'll hire you."

He's flashy?
Yi Huang stared at the back of Zhao Fushuang's head, and the palm that conveyed the mana paused again and again.

The one who dares to comment on him in 5000 years, she is No.1!
Besides, she couldn't afford three coins all over her body, how could she have the nerve to say that she hired him?