Being a woman of high status, I give everything just to live

Jiang Zhi retracted her hand, and the palm of her right hand was still burning with a pitch-black fire. The fire that seemed to be able to devour everything seemed to be nothing in her hand.

When the pitch-black fire in her hand gradually extinguished, she looked at her palm again, and there was already a ball of light.

This ball of light was white, but if you look at it for a long time, you can find that there are light blue lines in the white ball of light, like the lines on a leaf.

"It's really easy to get it." Jiang Zhi looked at the ball of light in her hand, and a little smile stretched on her face.

If I guessed correctly, this idea was one of the reasons why An Yun practiced the annihilation of the soul.

She had the eyes of the heaven, and as long as she worked a little harder, this idea could be discovered.

The original story did not mention An Yun's treatment of Yang Cang's man, but only mentioned that Yibao Tea House was grateful for its help.

At this point, everything makes sense.

Later, An Yun suppressed a strange middle-aged man holding a black sail in a dreamlike illusion, and I think it was this idea.

"You smashed the bowl right after dinner, and you smashed it with righteousness." Jiang Zhi smiled and held the ball of light in his hand. The dark fire covered it again, and instantly extracted all the information about this thought.

According to the original story, although this thought is not a righteous person, it can be said to be half of An Yun's master.

Because An Yun first came into contact with the art of soul annihilation and extinction by this person.

"The Record of Strangling Steps?" Jiang Zhi looked at the martial arts in his mind for a few more times.

"This martial arts should be the martial arts of the so-called Black Shadow Fairy and the Art of the Holy Pavilion in the fairy world."

"This martial arts does not defend during battle, but tends to attack in an extreme way."

"That's right..." Thinking about it, Jiang Zhi suddenly thought of his little fox.

This is how the boy fights, and the blood moon fox in the original story is also the same.

This is also the reason why many forces were afraid of him in the fairy world.

In the next battle at the Cliff of Broken Love, the blood moon fox could pick the tendons of the protagonist An Yun's hand.

It is conceivable how extreme the killing route that the boy took in the original story was.

There is a feeling that maybe I will bury my life in your hands today, but I will also tear a piece of flesh from you.

This style of doing things is very similar to that of the Death Guard.

It can only be said that the boy is like this, and it is inseparable from the Ye family.

After checking the memory of this thought again, Jiang Zhi also learned that the true body of this thought is a person who defected from the Shuxing Sheng Pavilion.

From the memory, it is known that this guy is the junior brother of the current master of the Shuxing Sheng Pavilion.

Judging from the information given in the memory fragment, this person is also a pitiful person.

When he was young, he was forced to have a body by his senior sister, who is now the head of the Shuxing Sheng Pavilion, and because his senior sister practiced the method of walking joy, all his vitality was taken away.

So far, he has embarked on a road of no return because of hatred. His whole life of practice has taken shortcuts, and he has obtained a strong cultivation level by watering the blood of countless creatures.

But even so, he was still killed by the master sister's plan, and his soul was scattered.

Only a thought was left in the lower world, and this thought was very weak, it can be said that it was not even one percent of the original strength, and he had not succeeded in taking the body of a lower world cultivator for more than 20 years.

"Sleep well, senior, hatred has filled your life, it's time to have a good rest." After reading the memory, Jiang Zhi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Looking at the middle-aged man on the bed, Jiang Zhi raised his hand again, and a ball of light floated into his brow.

His soul annihilation technique was transformed from the body of the system, which was very useful.

It can refine souls into tools, but tools are dead things, but she can try to refine them into half tools to see if she can stimulate the original soul consciousness to return.

"This young master really hopes that you can wake up, otherwise this young master can only take the worst option and use force to shock your wife." Suddenly, Jiang Zhi saw the middle-aged man lying on the bed move his eyelids, and she said in a flat tone.

After about a cup of tea, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, but his eyes looked extremely blank.

It was not until a long time that he seemed to recover, and he murmured.

"I... What happened to me?"

"You are?"

The middle-aged man seemed to notice that there was a young woman standing beside him, dressed in extraordinary clothes and with noble temperament.

When Jiang Zhi saw that the middle-aged man had regained consciousness, she immediately put on a humble smile on her face, and her tone was also elegant and polite, which made people feel that this woman was quite graceful.

"I came here at the invitation of Prince Ye to treat the strange disease of the lady."

"My wife..." Hearing Jiang Zhi's words, the middle-aged man seemed to have completely regained consciousness. Thinking of his sudden experience, he immediately wanted to get up and thank the young woman in front of him.

But now his body seemed to be very weak, and he could only struggle to salute on the bed.

"Thank you, young lady..."

"Madam Ye, there's no need to do this." Seeing that she was trying hard to get up, Jiang Zhi waved her hand to signal her to lie down, and then opened the door of the room.

"Master Jiang, how is my husband?"

As soon as the door was opened, Ye Yangcang, her eldest son, and two daughters hurriedly ran in.

"Even if I try my best, I can only wake up the lady. My cultivation cannot be preserved, and she can only stay awake for four hours a day." Jiang Zhi said with a guilty look on her face.

She didn't lie to Ye Yangcang. Now Ye Yangcang's man's soul is a half-instrument soul, and he can be awake for four hours a day.

Half-instrument soul can be understood in this way. For various reasons, half of an old willow tree has dried up and has no vitality, but the other half is alive and full of vitality.

"Master Jiang, do you mean that my wife has woken up?" Hearing Jiang Zhi's words, Ye Yangcang walked into the room eagerly. As for what he said about his cultivation not being able to be maintained and only being awake for four hours a day, she did not think about it for the time being.

Her husband has been lying in bed for many years, and can only use spiritual energy to maintain his body functions. To put it bluntly, he is a dead person who can breathe.

For her, the joy of waking up overwhelms everything. Even if her man can only be awake for half an hour a day, Ye Yangcang will cry with joy.

"Yier."

"Wife."

When the husband and wife met, they immediately hugged each other. Ye Yangcang's son and two daughters also bowed to Jiang Zhi and walked to the bed eagerly.

The family of five hugged and cried. Who would have thought that Ye Yangcang's face, which looked like frost-bitten eggplants on weekdays, would also have tears at this time.

Jiang Zhi walked out of the door, leaving the space for this family.

About an incense stick of time had passed. Perhaps because he was afraid that Jiang Zhi would wait for a long time, Ye Yangcang walked out of the room after comforting his man.

"Master Jiang, I don't know how to express my gratitude in words. I will remember your kindness today. If you can use me in the future, Master Jiang, please tell me."

She spoke sincerely and bowed to Jiang Zhi with a firm look in her eyes.

This was Jiang Zhi's calculation, but from Ye Yangcang's perspective, isn't this a great favor?

"Sister Jiang." Si Xun looked at Jiang Zhi with a pair of foxy eyes, and then at Prince Ye.

No, my wife has changed?

Why do I feel that Nana is wrong? It's so inconsistent.