The special genius doctor of the beautiful president

"Lu Sen!" An Rou's voice came from far and near, accompanied by a burst of messy footsteps, stopping Lu Sen's hand that was about to torture Ning Bao in time.

The whole person fell into a state of stillness following An Rou's call, and did not make the next move. Ning Bao, who was curled up on the ground, obviously also heard An Rou's voice, and at the same time did not feel the deep-seated pain coming from him. This is considered to have escaped a catastrophe, he quietly opened his eyes, and took a peek at the strangeness of the boy in front of him.

Unexpectedly, there was a burst of astonishment, and I saw that Lu Sen's entire face was slightly distorted, as if he was struggling. It must be related to the power he used just now. With a similar smell on his body, Ning Bao knew that the origin of this knife was not good.

The current Lu Sen was probably awakened by An Rou, and he was no longer controlled by the resentful spirit in the knife. This was a good thing for him, at least he would not be abused again.

But what Ning Bao didn't know was that the current Lu Sen was not fighting against the wraith, but was fighting against another "Lu Sen". The previous joint defense against the enemy was considered an opportunity for "Lu Sen" , with the resentment of the resentful spirit sweeping the whole body, that "Lu Sen" is obviously not as powerful as Lu Sen's soul power, and he has not been able to keep the Lingtai clear, and the whole soul body has become somewhat dirty.

That's why he misled Lu Sen into doing such things. The power he unleashed after all the backlog of negative emotions was completely released was also extremely strong, and he almost forcibly sealed Lu Sen's soul power. Fortunately, An Rou's voice gradually brought Lu Sen back to this world, and he did not get lost in the mystery set by "Lu Sen".

"Damn it, don't make trouble for me here. Now is not a good time. If you are careless, maybe you will die here with my share. Don't think that the guy in front of you will be fine if he collapses." , those other people are still staring at this body." Lu Sen gradually walked out of the fog, his eyes full of accusations, looking at his other self.

However, the soul body of that "Lu Sen" has obviously been polluted. Even though he still retains the last trace of instinctive behavior, he has lost most of his rationality and thinking ability. This is the most troublesome thing for Lu Sen. When An Rou approached her, she was attacked by this guy.

"Stinky boy, more success than failure." Lu Sen looked at "Lu Sen" like this, even though he knew that this guy would always fight with him for the body that should belong to him, but now he couldn't just let it go If he is left to die, if he continues to be polluted, he may completely blacken and run away at any time.

Lu Sen didn't want to have such a potential risk in his conscious world, so he immediately took out the last bit of Sanwei Zhenhuo to ignite, and stared at the traces of black air with forbidden eyes. He knew that these grievances actually had owners, and those grievances were in charge, and they could take it in and out freely, it all depended on whether they were willing to do so.

"Perhaps, this is the source of those guys' tragic deaths." The questioning words were confirmed by Lu Sen muttering to himself. If Zhang Huzi died at the hands of others, then it could only be from his own internal problems.

But martial practitioners like them have always been physically strong, how could they suddenly die suddenly, the only possibility is what they saw in front of their eyes, because their soul and body were more or less contaminated with the real fire of three flavors They didn't dare to get too close to them, but this guy was not so lucky, so he naturally became the best target.

"It's really miserable." As Lu Sen said, he couldn't help shaking his head, feeling a little pity for this guy, but that's all. As a person who robbed his body very normally, he didn't think it was necessary to do much for him. For the sake of thinking, it's just that he has to help him in this situation.

When the black air saw the flame gradually igniting in Lu Sen's hand, it drove the figure of "Lu Sen" approaching him to an abrupt stop, not daring to move, as if he had encountered something that made him extremely frightened, and he was unwilling to be with him. There is too much contact.

"What? Do you think I won't do it?" Lu Sen approached "Lu Sen" with the Sanwei Zhenhuo in his hand without hesitation, with a threatening expression on his face.

Although the minds of those resentful spirits are extremely chaotic, but the basic thinking ability is still there. It can be seen that Lu Sen is not able to deal with the soul body under his control. Throwing it over, at that time, it will only be myself who will suffer, not the current master in name.

Sensing the retreat of the black energy, Lu Sen was not in a hurry, and approached slowly like this, not too hard, but he didn't completely relax the pressure on them. After all, An Rou was still waiting outside. As for himself, many things have not been resolved yet, so he is really worried.

Just when Lu Sen was really in a hurry, he was about to give up "Lu Sen", but unexpectedly, the black air seemed to be aware of Lu Sen's intentions, and dissipated in a blink of an eye, as if it had ceased to exist. This kind of prudence and self-defense really made Lu Sen feel a little dazed.

"Tsk tsk, it's really fast." The backhand was to put away the flame in the palm of his hand, and he didn't intend to waste such a precious thing just like that.

Glancing at "Lu Sen" who was still in a coma, Lu Sen understood that this guy may be able to settle down for a while. To some extent, I really have to thank those guys...

"Sorry, I made you worry." Lu Sen, who regained his senses, closed his eyes, the expression on his face gradually eased, he turned his head to look at An Rou who had already reached his side, and smiled apologetically to comfort him.

"It's good that you're fine." Looking at Lu Sen who had finally returned to normal, An Rou hugged him tightly with excitement and emotion on her face, unwilling to let go, as if she was afraid that this was just a dream, if she let go, he would It will turn into the previous red-eyed appearance again, which is extremely strange to people.

"Ahem...Xiao Rouer...can you let me go first? For my husband...I'm going to be strangled to death by you..." It was hard to finish this sentence, and it was hard to be held by Rumeng An Rou, who had just woken up, let go of the shackles, and Lu Sen couldn't help but clutched his neck and coughed again.

Looking at the bewildered little woman beside him with the expression of the rest of his life, he couldn't help but laugh. It's not that he can't break free, he's just afraid of hurting her, this fool.