Jin Zhong gritted his teeth and held on, taking a few steps forward. Every time he took a step, a pool of blood would appear under his feet.

His lips turned white. He lost too much blood and his steps were shaky. He knelt on one knee with a plop.

But he still raised his proud head and glared at Shen Xingliu, who was already unconscious.

Just a little bit, a little bit!

"Damn it, damn it!"

A stream of blood spilled from his mouth, and Jin Zhong roared loudly, but he choked on the blood in his throat and began to cough up bright red mouthfuls.

"Old ghost, do you think we should kill him now?"

"That's what I mean. Go ahead and I'll hold the line for you."

Guitou San was holding the man, but couldn't move his hands, so he turned his head and curled his lips, signaling Lu Yiming to kill him.

Just when they were about to take action, the two men in black who had been thrown away before and a masked man who had been hiding in the dark came to support them.

After the hidden weapons kept flying out of the three people's hands, two more people were separated to hold Jin Zhong back.

"No, the wolf cub wants to run away!"

The masked man knew that he was weak and could not stop the two of them, so he took out a ball in his hand and smashed it on the ground.

"Be careful, the smoke is poisonous."

The two wanted to pursue them again, but they had to retreat with Shen Xingliu.

When the yellow smoke dissipated, the four Beirou people had already disappeared without a trace.

Guitou San couldn't help but cursed: "You guys, your legs and feet are pretty good, but we can't stay long."

At this moment, a large number of officers and soldiers were arriving. Originally, they thought that everything would be fine and everything would be fine.

But I didn't expect that this battle would get bigger and bigger, so I had no choice but to send troops to suppress it!

Looking at the unconscious Shen Xingliu, Guitou San and the others knew that they could not leave him behind, so they spread out their body skills and led him out of the south of the city.

While flying over the south wall of the city, a small guard recognized the young man who had fainted and was being carried by two men.

What? He was injured again? The world is really dangerous, so just be a little guard!

The little guard bowed slightly towards the direction where they disappeared. It was noon, and the replacement guard was about to come to take over.

"Thirteen, do you know that little guard?" Guitousan asked with a confused look on his face, thinking that the man was his illegitimate son.

"puff···"

Lu Yiming was flying with luck and almost lost his breath and fell from the air.

"I don't know," he yelled back in a hurry, "Mother, if you're done, don't call me Thirteen again!"

...

In fact, when Shen Xingliu appeared in the teahouse, the Tang family had already received the news.

However, Tang Zhuosheng kept suppressing them and refused to let them go to find him.

Of course, only a few people knew about the death of the family leader, and most people believed the rumors.

No matter what they think in their hearts, in short, today is the day when the head of the family comes home, so don't cause trouble.

When they came to the west of the city, Tang Qiuzhi lay in the ear of the second master and said that there was already a fight over there.

Tang Zhuosheng was suffering in his heart. In fact, he also wanted to save him, but...

"Here's the order, no one is allowed to go over to help or make trouble. Anyone who disobeys the order will be dealt with according to family law!"

The words were very serious and decisive. He also believed that with Shen Xingliu's ability, he could naturally make people have their own destiny.

In this fatal situation of "Dragnet", you can escape alive, let alone today?

"Yes!" Tang Qiuzhi answered the order in a deep voice, then went down to convey the command with a livid face.

"Brother, brother, you really have found a good son-in-law!"

Putting away the paper fan in his hand, he slowly walked towards the motorcade not far away, which was the coffin of the head of the Tang family.

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As the coffin entered the city, everyone was extremely silent.

The guards were divided into two rows and moved slowly. They had just received an order not to go to the south of the city to help.

This made them feel very uncomfortable. They were all men who were happy with their grudges. They held the scabbard tightly in their hands, feeling very entangled in their hearts.

No matter whether he did it or not, you have to ask clearly.

Unknowingly, the men's pupils turned red. Obviously, they were so close, and they could see him in just one stick of incense while running with all their strength.

Why? Why can’t you go?

The seven-foot tall man looked towards the south of the city and couldn't help but burst into tears. There was a "Tang family member" fighting bloody battle there, but he was unable to help. His heart was full of helplessness and grievance.

Tang Qiubai was full of shame for not being able to save him last time. This time he knew he was there but couldn't get over. How sad it must be!

The motorcade moved forward slowly, and the sound of horses tapping struck their hearts.

Tang Zhuosheng patted the wooden coffin gently. He didn't know what he was thinking. He just looked towards the south of the city from time to time, and his ears were filled with roars and sounds of fighting.

The motorcade and his battle report were sent to the Tang family.

Shen Xingliu killed hundreds of people with one force, and fought against Jingangmen and Jinzhong. Both sides were seriously injured, but they were rescued by others and escaped without a trace.

"King Kong Sect? Isn't that Rou Ren's sect? It seems they really can't stand it any longer,"

Tang Zhuosheng had just placed the family master's coffin in the hall, looked at the battle report in his hand, and immediately ordered: "Qiu Zhi, Qiu Bai, you guys, please work harder these two days and guard the Tang family!"

"Follow the Second Master's orders!"

Just as he was holding back his breath, when he heard that Shen Xingliu had such a brilliant record, a fire surged in his heart. It was the blood that had been dormant for a long time!

While you were going down to arrange sentry posts, you were still worried about whether his injury would be life-threatening?

Tang Zhuosheng pulled a futon and sat on it softly. Even if there were rumors that he killed the head of the family, he didn't want to argue.

Because people always believe what they want to believe, and this has been true since ancient times. Whether you are good or bad has nothing to do with good people.

He ignited the paper in his hand with the unextinguished flame, threw it into the cornucopia, and turned it into ashes.

"It's good for you. After a night's sleep, the matter will be solved. But my brother has to bear the burden of the process."

"Instruct the secret service to pay close attention to the movements of all forces. If there is any trouble, report it immediately."

He murmured to himself, and a shadow on the beam nodded silently and disappeared.

...

There is a mountain temple three miles outside the south of the city. It has been abandoned for a long time and has been overgrown with weeds.

There is just enough room for three people here.

Arriving at the main hall of the dilapidated temple, Lu Yiming quickly raised a pile of dry firewood, and under the influence of his internal energy, a ball of flame ignited.

At this time, Shen Xingliu's body had become cold. Although the blood from his seven orifices was no longer spurting out, his aura was getting weaker and weaker.

Seeing that he was dying, the two of them checked his pulse respectively.

Surprisingly, it is extremely powerful.

The two placed him next to the fire, rubbing his hands and feet until he felt a little warm, then stretched out a finger to feel his breath.

Damn, are you out of breath?!

"Black boy, you can't die, we haven't defeated you yet!"

Guitou San ignored him and channeled his internal energy into his body. Lu Yiming also hurriedly folded his body and sat in front of him.

The two of them stood in tandem, each using their own inner strength to save his life.

But this kid's body is like a bottomless pit, no matter how much water he fills, he can't get enough.

"Thirteen, you kid, stop being stingy and destroy your family.

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Take out the family heirloom elixir."

After half an hour, Guitou San couldn't bear it any longer. No matter how strong his internal strength was, he couldn't withstand someone with such a weak internal strength!

When he heard that someone was trying to touch his magical elixir, Lu Yiming immediately acted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He bared his teeth and shouted, "Damn it, even if your own son is injured, you can't take out this elixir."

"Go away, you don't know where your wife is? Take it out quickly!"

"Oh, you black boy, you've really hurt me." In order to live up to his friend's trust, Lu Yiming did not want to lose all his inner strength and die.

With a big sigh, he stood up and walked to the pillar, looking at the deer stick in embarrassment, under Guitousan's urging.

He picked up the deer stick and said, "Damn it, you brat, don't waste my magic elixir. I'll have to wake up if I eat it."

Place the tiger's mouth on the deer's head, twist it left and right a few times, and then the deer's head can be removed with a click.

There is a dark elixir inside, and it has a nice name, the Heaven-Changing Life-Changing Hundred Herbs Resurrection Pill.
To be continued...