Missy's Close Doctor

"This is hell? It seems that western culture is really scarce and lacks imagination."

On the gray side, there is no grass. Most places are rolling magma, a bit like the end of the world. But as far as hell is concerned, it's not high enough. Think of the hell in the East. It's much richer. There are different hell on the 18th floor. What can I do about the bridge and the Sansheng stone? This is like the style of hell!

I have to say, Lin Dong is a little disappointed in this hell! But he didn't want to see it again. After all, he didn't come here for a holiday, so he soon put away his mind and looked at himself.

His body is very light and illusory. Although he can feel it, it is not the same as usual. The most important thing is that he can't feel the existence of gang Qi, and there is no virtual pill in the position of Dantian! This makes Lin Dong feel a little tricky. I'm afraid he's no different from ordinary ghosts now. He can't play his strength at all!

"Bad!"

Lin Dong's face became ugly. He suddenly remembered that since he couldn't play his strength now, would it affect helping Qiu Qianren get rid of the death messenger?

Just thinking about it, I felt that the atmosphere around me seemed to become cold and dangerous.

"Get away!"

Qiu Qianren's voice sounded. Lin Dong subconsciously bent and squatted. In an instant, he felt a burning pain coming from his head.

The black sickle passed over his head. If Qiu Qianren didn't remind him in time, if he didn't react quickly, I'm afraid his head would be separated from his body. Before he could think more, Lin Dong subconsciously wanted to jump away, but he almost didn't fall to the ground.

"Shit."

Lin Dong couldn't help but scold depressed. It's really unpleasant to be a ghost! Seeing that the sickle of the death messenger had been cut again, he couldn't care to complain and controlled his body to escape quickly.

Without body, there is no strength.

In particular, this is still someone else's territory. Lin Dong has experienced what is called embarrassment. He almost didn't stop. He kept avoiding the sharp sickle. He was almost cut off several times. Even so, he could feel the burning pain whenever the sickle approached.

Hold it, hold it!

It's really uncomfortable to feel that you can only avoid but can't fight back. No, I can't be so passive anymore. I have no ability like Qiu Qianren and ordinary ghosts here. However, this death messenger just suppresses them like black and white impermanence and ox head and horse face.

It's easy to say. How to fight back?

Without vigorous Qi and Buddha power, there is no possibility of counterattack at all!

Lin Dong thought and rolled away from the deadly sickle on the spot. He also raised his middle finger at it, but from its reaction, he obviously didn't understand what he meant. Well, it's a waste of emotion! Lin Dong muttered that although he didn't have time to familiarize himself with this "new" body, his potential was inspired at the critical moment of life and death. He avoided one after another, but let him gradually master the feeling.

Although the vigorous Qi of the skill can't be exerted, the experience is still there. What's more, although Lin Dong's character is not tenacious, he rarely panics when things happen. In this case, although life is worrying, it can last for a moment. Since you can't win, why don't you run? Anyway, it seems that the death messenger has separated from Qiu Qianren. If he can't deal with it for the time being, he can run first!

At that time, get familiar with him. If you can deal with him, you can deal with him. If you can't deal with him, you can simply find a space fault. Anyway, you have died once in hell. Since you are dead, the death messenger should find the next host? If only I could find myself. If it dares to come, I'll take it directly!

Running to keep the green mountain, Lin Dong shouted directly at Qiu Qianren, asked him to grease the soles of his feet and took the opportunity to run away. Qiu Qianren arrived simply, perhaps because of his occupation. He was more shrewd in judging the situation. Maybe if it wasn't for Lin Dong, after he came in, the death messenger separated from him, and he flashed the first time!

Seeing that Qiu Qianren had run away, Lin Dong left to attract the eyes of the death messenger. He was not ready to flash until he saw that Qiu Qianren had run away.

However, the situation was not as optimistic as expected. It was not easy to get rid of the messenger of death. What's more, the magma sprayed at any time, although it would not hurt him, kept him in pain. The pain of the soul was really unusual, which greatly affected his escape speed.

In a word, Lin Dong tried his best to get rid of the messenger of death. Just when he was worried about what to do, he suddenly felt a palpitation, as if some danger was coming. Immediately after, I heard a scream. In the distance, a black storm swept through.

"What's wrong? There are hurricanes in hell? Eh, why does the death messenger seem to be afraid? What's the origin of the storm? It feels like it's dangerous. This is an opportunity!" Lin Dong noticed that the speed of the death messenger slowed down and seems to be afraid of the storm.

"Uncle, you find a place to hide. Stay away from the storm. I'll get rid of the messenger of death!" Lin Dong shouted at Qiu Qianren, followed by running in the direction of the storm.

Qiu Qianren also felt that the storm was unusual. He couldn't help worrying about Lin Dong's behavior. However, this may be the best way to get rid of the death Messenger, because he found that the death messenger had stopped and seemed to be hesitating whether to chase or give up!

Seeing the storm approaching, the messenger of death finally turned around and ran away quickly.

"Hoo, I finally ran away, and I should run!"

Lin Dong breathed a sigh of relief. The hurricane was getting closer and closer. He could feel a sense of tear. He had a hunch that if he was involved, he would go back to pieces. He was a soul, but he had no gold body and no gold bone!

Immediately, Lin Dong turned and ran out with the greatest strength and speed.

The powerful storm arrived in the twinkling of an eye, and the speed was quite fast. Even if Lin Dong had tried to escape from the scope of the storm, he was still affected by the storm. The whole person flew out in an instant, and his illusory body was a little shaky, which seemed to be possible to disperse at any time.

Lin Dong showed his teeth in pain. He was sure that if he could cry now, he would definitely cry in pain.

It hurts!

The heavy fall on the ground made Lin Dong groan. His body seemed to be falling apart and couldn't move. However, he still gritted his teeth and grabbed the ground to avoid being rolled out.

There was an endless stream of whistling and screaming.

Lin Dong looked at the storm with his head down. He could see many shadows swinging rapidly in the storm. He estimated that it should also be the soul. Looking at the helpless and painful appearance, Lin Dong was really happy. Even if you can't die, the taste of pain is not good!

"Are you okay?"

As the storm gradually moved away, Qiu Qianren hurried to help Lin Dong.

Lin Dong shook his head: "it's all right. Let's leave here first so that the messenger of death won't come back."

"Yes."

Qiu Qianren nodded, and they helped him to leave in a random direction.

It's estimated that I walked for almost half an hour. I didn't see any other buildings or even a ghost except the constant environment.

"Have a rest. It's estimated that the death messenger didn't catch up!"

Qiu Qianren seemed a little tired. They stopped to find a place where the magma wouldn't spray and sat down.

Lin Dong is not as tired as Qiu Qianren. On the contrary, after walking all the way, he feels that the previous pain and fatigue seem to have disappeared, and his state is surprisingly good. This made him a little confused. After sitting down, he meditated and carefully felt the state of his body.

He felt as if some energy was constantly nourishing himself. He must have been hurt before, but now he seems to have recovered.

Why is that?

If his body is not there, he has no skill. How can he recover automatically?

If this is the talent of the soul, it is even more impossible. Haven't you seen Qiu Qianren's tired appearance? So, the problem is still on yourself!

After thinking about it, Lin Dong thought there was only one possibility.

Primary recovery!

First of all, both primary recovery and body refining are fairies obtained from the fairy world, but body refining, as the name suggests, cultivates the body, rather than passive recovery skills like primary recovery. The most important thing is that there are some special cultivation methods of alchemy. Use spiritual strength to learn, and then directly brand it.

In other words, it is directly learned by your soul!

I didn't think it was special before, but now the difference is too obvious.

Thinking about this clearly makes Lin Dong happy a lot. At least, there are still skills available, although it is a passive skill!

"What to do next? Although the messenger of death has left me, I can feel that there seems to be a connection between me and it, and it will certainly find me!" Qiu Qianren said.

"Two ways, either, destroy the messenger of death. Or, find the space fault as soon as possible."

Qiu Qianren said with a wry smile, "neither of these two methods seems so easy. We don't know where the space fault is. As for the messenger of death, how can we kill it now?"

"It's really depressing. I'm so complacent that I came in without thinking about it. I didn't expect to be so embarrassed. Let me think about it. There must be a way!" Lin Dong muttered depressed and thought again.

It's not easy to kill the death messenger in hell. At least they don't have this ability now. Therefore, they can only find another way, and the best way is, naturally, as envisaged at the beginning. The death god will absorb the death messenger and kill two birds with one stone!

But the question is, how do you summon the God of death now?