Is it possession? Is it destruction? Is it need? Is it selfless dedication? Is it poison that penetrates the intestines?
Tai'a may not know what love is, but he knows how to love someone.
"You know love? You know love, then tell me what love is!"
The "Evil" in Fang Yingnan's hand turned as frighteningly red as if he had drank blood. His sword technique was like raising a sea of blood at this moment, pressing a bloody light on Tai'a's head.
"There are thousands of possibilities in love. You love her, she may love you, or she may not love you. You can love crazily, you can love indifferently, you can love selflessly, you can also love carelessly, but love only
It's not just that you draw your sword and face each other, you will live or die!" The long sword in Tai'a's hand was as blue as the sky, and with only a slight swing, it cut off Fang Yingnan's monstrous sea of blood.
Fang Yingnan saw how easily the long sword in Tai'a's hand cut off his own sword energy. The anger, heroism, courage, madness, childishness, etc. in his heart that supported his inflated aura were all released in an instant.
His whole body was as soft as a torn sack lying on the ground with its mouth open.
——You can only watch Tai'a's sword energy raging in front of your eyes.
The sword flashed, and a waterfall of blood splashed.
Tai'a broke open Fang Yingnan's arm with his sword. The size and depth of the wound were the same as the one Fang Yingnan broke on Xiang'er: "I repay you with this sword for Xiang'er. I don't want your life."
, you go."
Fang Yingnan listened to what Tai'a said, and felt like lightning struck his mind. He looked at Tai'a, and his expression was like a compassionate Creator giving life to a puddle of mud. He then looked at Xiang beside Tai'a.
Son, the disgust towards herself on her face was like a few grains of dog shit mixed into the mud.
He smiled miserably, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth showed a mixture of sadness and loneliness.
Unexpectedly, we should not pretend to be romantic. I thought that my swordsmanship, appearance, and style were all the best in Kyushu. In the end, I was deceiving myself. All my swordsmanship, style, and appearance were just a puddle of mud, worthless mud!
Xiang'er's side is out of danger, but the situation on Yan Zhuo and Luo Tao's side is not optimistic.
Gu Foying used the whale sucking skill, greedily absorbing the internal energy in Yan Zhuo's body, and firmly sucking him in place!
When Bai Buchou saw Gu Foying restraining Yan Zhuo, he immediately used a shocking finger and an earth-shaking finger to kill at the two large holes in Yan Zhuo's heart. The power of these two fingers was enough to penetrate stone and cut iron. If it was pierced in
There are two large acupoints in Yanzhuo's heart, which are either dead or disabled.
Luo Tao watched Bai Buchou kill, took a breath of pain, rolled up the sleeves of his purple magic skill, and rushed towards Bai Buchou's face.
Bai Buchou felt a cloud of purple energy in front of his eyes, and his face was burning, as if he was being burned by fire. He originally wanted to stop and turn around to save himself, but he thought that Yan Zhuo was being restrained by Gu Foying at this moment and had no power to fight back.
How could we miss such a good opportunity?
He was ruthless, ignoring the purple energy on the door, and struck at Yan Zhuo's heart with his fingers like thunder.
Bai Buchou thrust his fingers into Yan Zhuo's heart. He pricked and pulled, tearing off the flesh and clothes on the two large holes. But just as the clothes were torn, he could vaguely see Yan Zhuo's heart.
There were two flying little swallows tattooed on it. When he saw the two little swallows, he was startled and took a few steps back in a hurry.
Just when Bai Buchou staggered, two blood holes appeared in Yan Zhuo's heart, and the blood instantly soaked into the black robe like a spring.
Xiang'er and Mu Yunfeng saw that Yan Zhuo was injured, and immediately called out to Gu Foying with their swords. Cold mountain clouds and mist, star sword energy, the two of them launched their killing moves, one left and one right, towards Gu Foying's body.
Kill with both arms.
Gu Foying looked at Yan Zhuo's body as if it was stained with blood. He smiled and had no intention of fighting. He put away his Whale Swallowing Skill and pulled Fang Yingnan up with his feet, then he and Bai Buchou flew out of the window.
Xiang'er and Mu Yunfeng still wanted to chase, but when they thought of the injured Yan Zhuo, they immediately stopped.
The two large acupoints on Yan Zhuo's heart were injured by Bai Buchou, and his heart veins were already damaged. In addition, most of his internal energy was sucked away by Gu Foying's whale suction technique. His physical strength was exhausted. His eyes turned white and his legs trembled.
Soft on the ground.
"Yan Zhuo, are you okay?" Xiang'er picked up Yan Zhuo, leaned him in his arms, and asked softly.
Mu Yunfeng on the side was also anxious. Looking at Yan Zhuo whose face was bloodless, his heart felt like it was being burned: "Brother Yan, wake up and don't sleep!"
Yan Xiaoyu, Luo Tao, and Tai'a were also standing aside. They didn't know what to say, so they could only stand and watch silently.
Yan Zhuo collapsed on the ground, his head tilted feebly in Xiang'er's arms. He seemed to be able to hear what Xiang'er and Mu Yunfeng were saying, but he couldn't see them.
He felt like he was trapped in boundless darkness, and the surroundings were very noisy, like the sound of wind or water. The words Xiang'er and Mu Yunfeng said could still be vaguely heard, but they were no longer like voices in an empty valley.
Very far apart.
Suddenly, a voice came from the darkness.
"Are you Yan Zhuo?"
Yan Zhuo nodded and said, "This is Yan Zhuo. I wonder who the senior is?"
"Why are you here? Have you finished your work? You just ran here." The voice said again.
"Senior, do you know what I want to do?" Yan Zhuo asked.
"Of course I know that you are the son of Yan Guyuan, the general of Guangluxun in the north. You are the eldest son in the family and you have a younger sister. The Yan family was wiped out by evil people eighteen years ago. As the eldest son in the family, you should not do anything for Yan.
To avenge the family, as the eldest brother, shouldn't you go find your long-lost sister? You haven't finished so many things yet, and you come here, how do you face the ancestors of the Yan family?" the voice shouted.
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When Yan Zhuo heard that this man knew so much about his family affairs, he frowned and said, "Who is the senior? How come you know so much about our family's affairs? What else does the senior know? Can you tell me!"
"I'm not who I am, and I don't know anything anymore. Please leave quickly. You can't come down until these things are completed..." The voice became more and more ethereal, and gradually disappeared into the darkness.
Yan Zhuo heard the sound disappear and ran in the direction of the sound, as if to catch up with the disappeared voice: "Don't go, wait! Are you the father? Wait, talk to me.
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He chased and shouted until he bent over and wanted to vomit, but could not find any trace of the voice. A huge sadness pressed against his throat, but this sadness did not turn into tears, but pressed against his chest.
His stomach was constantly churning, forcing him to bend over and vomit, until his face turned red and his ears were red, and sour water flowed...
Xiang'er and Mu Yunfeng had carried Yan Zhuo to the bed, and Luo Tao also took out the white cloud powder and applied it to Yan Zhuo's wound. Everyone gathered around Yan Zhuo in silence for a long time.
"Is Yanzhuo okay?" Xiang'er asked with a frown.
"Brother Yan will be fine. He is so powerful. No one in this world who can kill him has been born yet!" Mu Yunfeng's eyes were bright and shining with determination.
Yan Xiaoyu held Mu Yunfeng and Xiang'er's hands, wanting to give them some warmth and support.
Luo Tao and Tai'a stood behind the three of them, looking at Yan Zhuo on the bed with complicated thoughts.
"Perhaps Mu Yunfeng's blood can be used to save Yan Zhuo." Luo Tao said.
When everyone heard this, they all turned to look at Luo Tao.
"Mu Yunfeng just took Tianshan Snow Lotus, East China Sea Ambergris and Millennium Blood Ganoderma. These three medicines are all rare and miraculous medicines in the world. Each of them has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Not long after Mu Yunfeng took these medicines, the medicinal properties
It's still in his blood, so if Yan Zhuo drinks Mu Yunfeng's blood, it should be good for Yan Zhuo's injury."
Hearing what Luo Tao said, everyone looked at Mu Yunfeng.
Mu Yunfeng was stunned for a moment, and then he drew out his long sword. With a flash of sword light, he made a cut in his palm, and blood flowed out instantly.
Everyone was shocked at first when they saw Mu Yunfeng's open wound, and then they couldn't help but sigh. Mu Yunfeng couldn't help but sigh when he stared at the blood flowing out of his wound.
"The poison in Mu Yunfeng's body has not been eliminated yet, and the blood is still black. If this blood is given to Yan Zhuo to drink, Yan Zhuo may be poisoned to death before the blood dries out." Luo Tao frowned.
road.
"Then there's no other way?" Mu Yunfeng asked anxiously.
Xiang'er also said anxiously: "Can we just watch Yan Zhuo die?"
Luo Tao looked at Mu Yunfeng, his brows tightened, his face became solemn, and he said: "Actually, there is another way, but I don't know if you dare?"
"Dare!" Mu Yunfeng said decisively, "I will do anything to save Brother Yan."
"This method is like this. After a person is poisoned, the toxins will slowly collect in the heart and brain along the blood vessels around the body. However, during detoxification, the medicinal properties first act on the heart and brain and then spread to the whole body. Therefore, the heart and brain
The blood everywhere is cleaner and more medicinal than the blood in the extremities.”
Luo Tao looked at Mu Yunfeng and his face became more solemn.
"So my method is to take the blood from your heart and brain. But these two places are vital parts of the human body. If you are not careful, you will die. Do you know the risks involved?"
Mu Yunfeng nodded and said: "I know, I am not afraid to save Brother Yan!"
As he said this, Yan Xiaoyu behind him couldn't help but reach out and grab the corner of Mu Yunfeng's clothes, looking at Mu Yunfeng with pitiful eyes.
Mu Yunfeng's bright eyes also met Yan Xiaoyu's, and she said: "Xiao Yu, Brother Yan has been so kind to me, I must save him."
Yan Xiaoyu looked at Mu Yunfeng's determined eyes, and the hand holding the corner of his clothes couldn't help but tremble. She didn't want to let go of the corner of his clothes, and he didn't want him to risk himself, but what he said was right, Yan Zhuo
In order to save him, he would risk life and death. He is Yan Zhuo's brother...
Yan Xiaoyu's trembling hands loosened the corners of Mu Yunfeng's clothes, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"How to do it?" Mu Yunfeng asked loudly.
"Silver needle bloodletting!" Luo Tao replied, "Prick the blood vessels of your heart and brain with a hollow silver needle, and let the blood flow out from the silver needle. The place of the heart and brain is a forbidden area of the human body, and your body will protect it
They will cause severe pain, you have to endure the pain, otherwise the silver needle will be misplaced and interfere with the surrounding meridians, and your life will be in danger."
Mu Yunfeng nodded and said: "Do it quickly, as long as I can save Brother Yan, I can endure any pain."
After that, Luo Tao took out a row of silver needles from his arms. He looked at Mu Yunfeng in front of him and then at Yan Zhuo lying on the bed. An evil thought suddenly emerged from his heart: "Let's do it.
, these two people are your enemies, as long as your hand is slightly crooked, both of them will die. The revenge of the war can be avenged, and Yan Xiaoyu will be yours!"
Luo Tao pinched out a hollow silver needle from the row of silver needles. His fingers trembled slightly, causing the silver needle to tremble back and forth.
Luo Tao looked at the silver needle, and his thoughts were ups and downs. He hesitated, hesitated, couldn't make up his mind, and didn't know what he was going to do. A silver needle hung in the air, and he looked at Mu Yunfeng's side face.
Hard to start.
"It's okay, Luo Tao, just do it, don't be nervous, I believe you." Yan Xiaoyu said.
Luo Tao was startled when he heard Yan Xiaoyu's words and took a deep breath. Is there anything more touching than the word "believe" at this time? There is something more valuable between friends than the word "trust".
?
He thought like this, maybe he already knew the answer when he hesitated. He looked at the acupuncture point on the back of Mu Yunfeng's head and inserted a silver needle. As the silver needle went deeper and deeper, the bright red blood began to flow.
Little by little it flowed out of the silver needle.
Everyone hurriedly handed over a small tea cup, followed by the thin flow of blood.
"First take this cup and feed it to Yan Zhuo. If he still can't wake up, we'll find another way." Luo Tao said, holding the small teacup carefully.
The small tea cup was full. Luo Tao took off the silver needle and handed the tea cup to Xiang'er. Xiang'er also carefully brought it to Yan Zhuo's mouth, gently opened his mouth, and slowly poured out the blood in the tea cup.
Pour it into his mouth, not daring to waste any of it.
Everyone held their breath and stared at Yan Zhuo lying on the bed quietly, hoping that he would wake up as soon as possible.
As for Yan Zhuo, he was still imprisoned in the dark valley. He was running around and shouting in search of the voice just now. Suddenly, he felt a ray of light suddenly blooming above the valley. Through this ray of light, he faintly
Yueyue saw the appearance of the surroundings.
It’s home! It’s my home!
Through that ray of light, Yan Zhuo actually saw the gate of Yan Mansion, but a lot of mushrooms and weeds had grown on the gate, which made a rustling sound when the wind blew.
He wanted to break through the door, but no matter how hard he jumped, he couldn't jump through the door. He could only slap the door panel hard, but there was no movement inside the door.
"Father, is it you? Open the door!"
He was certain in his heart that the voice just now must be that of his father, Yan Guyuan.
He just slapped the door panel and shouted, but as his shouts became more and more urgent, the light in the sky became brighter and louder. When he shouted again, he found that Mu Yunfeng was sitting in front of him.
Xiang'er, Yan Xiaoyu, Luo Tao, Tai'a and others.
Yan Zhuo looked at the people sitting around him, his face turned red, and he didn't know what to say to ease the embarrassment.
"You're awake," Luo Tao said.
"Yan Zhuo, you finally thought about it!"
"Brother Yan, you are finally awake!"
Although Yan Zhuoren woke up, his heart still stayed in his dream. He vaguely felt that his father's death was definitely not that simple, and there were many things behind it that he needed to investigate.
