More than thirty years ago, Earth, Western Europe.

Click...

Click...

The second hand of the clock is turning, making a clicking sound, like tying an iron chain and a person to a roller. With each rotation, the iron chain will gradually tighten your body, breaking one bone after another, and suppressing atmosphere.

This is one of John Jensen's most research-worthy patients, who always pushes appointments every Thursday afternoon, when he's about to get off work.

Maybe it was John Jensen's illusion, because whenever the man came to the consultation room, the weather outside the window would become particularly bad. The originally clear sky suddenly became dark and yellow, as if it was about to squeeze out pus, and a heavy rain was about to come.

"What are the symptoms."

Rhodes held his fingers on his knees, wearing an ordinary plaid shirt, and his thin and tall figure looked like a character in the drama, with a sense of stage that was swelling, with pale and sick skin, like a corpse.

"This is a very rare case. In a space with dense artworks, due to strong sense and aesthetic stimulation, it will cause heartbeat, dizziness, chaos, and even hallucinations. Judging from your situation, it is even more serious. You seem to... treat people as works of art."

John Jensen explained calmly.

"hiss……"

Rhode took a deep breath as if he was suffocating, and asked with a trembling voice: "Will it affect my work? This is very important to me."

John Jensen shook his head and said, "Of course, this symptom cannot be an example of mental illness. Its triggering conditions are extremely harsh and will not be added to the medical record. But your situation is different from others. It seems that it can be triggered easily. You are planning to go to the airline. This will not affect your assessment. As long as you do not show it and follow my method to treat the symptoms, you can relieve the symptoms before you have the assessment."

"Wow?"

Rod smiled gently, and the muscles in the corners of his mouth began to twitch, and he was very satisfied with the result.

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The Continent of God’s Greeting, now.

"Stendard Syndrome...Florence Syndrome...I don't seem to be cured."

Rhodes caught two disciples of the Baiyue Sect who were going out for missions and told them about his illness.

This is a grotto in Fengleizhou. In ten days, Nangong Xue will be engaged to the people of the Wanxian Alliance. The engagement ceremony is in the Baiyue Sect, which is just a small-scale mocking scene. The marriage ceremony in the Wanxian Alliance is the focus one month later.

However, whether it was an engagement or a marriage, Rhode felt that there was a grassland growing on his head, and even a large ecosystem extended, making him furious!

Rhodes is going to the Baiyue Sect now to grab his own property. He tied up two disciples of the Baiyue Sect and trapped them in the grotto, asking them to lead the way for Rhodes to guide the direction to the Baiyue Sect.

It is not just because of the route, but it is easy to find the Baiyue Sect, but it is difficult to get in because there are formations around the Baiyue Sect to confuse people. If it is not a monk of this sect, you will get lost at the least, and you will only return to the original place while walking. You have to give up, and at worst you will fall into an illusion and be disabled.

Two disciples of the Baiyue Sect were so scared that they were out of control. One of the female disciples was even more incontinent. Yellow liquid was overflowing from under the silk robe. In front of him was the famous Demon Lord of Fengleizhou. More than 20 years ago, he could kill the Nascent Soul cultivator with his qi condensation cultivation. His current strength is probably even more terrifying. What makes people most tremble is his quirky style of behavior, which is extremely perverted.

"Symptoms? No, no, I am healthy. In a sick world, mentally ill people are healthy!"

Rhode paused, looked at one of the scared female disciples, and said gently, "oh, sweeter, did I scare you?"

Rhodes covered his face with his hands like coaxing a child, then suddenly opened it, made a face, and made an onomatopoeia with unknown meaning in his mouth, which was repeated repeatedly.

The female disciple only felt even more strange. This method was used to coax the baby in the cradle. She thought she was a strong person and cried out a little at this time.

Rhode made several faces in a row, but still couldn't make the woman happy. He suddenly began to furious and walked wildly: "Why don't you laugh? Be happier! I'll make you happier!"

Rhode took out the mitsilver dagger and was about to give the female disciple two knifes on the face and cut a smile.

"Don't hurt my junior sister, I'll take you to Baiyue Sect."

Under Rhode's forced force, the male disciple on the side couldn't help but let go. The junior sister didn't know her intentions and would never allow her to die in front of her.

"Senior brother! How can this be done! This is apostasy!"

The female disciple's voice was crying.

"You don't have to worry."

The male disciple's voice was extremely weak, so why didn't he be afraid of the True Lord of Demon?

"Wow?"

Rhodes put down the dagger and contained it on his body. Since Rhodes was not used to putting items in his arms, he stabbed the dagger directly into his chest.

Wow...

The blades of the dagger were inserted into it, and Rhodes' chest was stained with blood, but Rhodes didn't care. His combat experience was richer than before, but it was limited to some small tricks, such as this one, if the dagger was not used, it could be inserted into his body and he could do other things.

Rhode had to admit that he had no talent for combat at all, and he knew nothing about fist and foot skills or swordsmanship. If he just tried his best, any monk could press himself to the ground to beat him.

"But I have a condition."

Although the male disciple of Baiyue Sect was trembling, he still said this.

"Conditions? I like the conditions! Sounds fair!"

Rhodes said excitedly.

The male disciple knew that there was no way to survive when he fell into the hands of the Demon Lord, but he still had to try it and said resolutely: "You ask my junior sister to go, I will take you alone..."

The male disciple hasn't finished speaking yet.

Click...

Rhode pressed the male disciple's head with both hands, tore off his head and threw it aside. The broken mouth at his neck sprayed with plasma like a fountain, making the top of the cave full of water.

Only when the Yuanying is refined in the realm of the Earth Immortal can the Yuanshen escape. If the cultivators at the realm of the Killing and below have no special methods, their physical bodies will be destroyed and they will be destroyed.

"Teacher...Brother..."

The male disciple's blood was soaked in the face of the female disciple, she stammered and couldn't speak.

"He is very nice to you. I think he must love you. Don't let him down."

Rhode took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood from the female disciple's face. He was very careful and extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her skin.

Rhode did not hate Nangong Xue. Yes, he did indeed escape into the path of demons. He was the only one who blamed him for neglecting her for thirty years and never visited her in Baiyue Sect. He must have been disappointed with him, so he did such an unreasonable thing.

In Rhodes's view, Nangong Xue was just angry. In fact, she still loved her, after all, she had already branded her.

"Your first kiss is not anyone else! It's me, Rhode! Hahahaha!"
Chapter completed!