As the light and shadow of the fireball quickly amplified in the pupils of his eyes, a grim look appeared on the old man's face, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he sank into the dantian in one breath, blocked his palms in front of him, and exhaled the true qi in his palms, and in a moment, a layer of Xuanbing curtain wall was formed half a foot behind.

The old man didn't want to retreat, and the other party obviously didn't plan to give him a chance to retreat, so let's fight!

"Bang!" The fireball hit the ice wall with a burst sound, and the fire flew in all directions, and the ice chips flew wildly, and in the unlit hall, it was like a two-color firework bursting, and it was beautiful in an instant.

The confrontation between fire and ice only lasted for a short time, and the ice wall and the fireball collapsed almost simultaneously, and the old man was able to stand in place like a stake, seemingly unscathed, but if you look closely, you will find that the old face has emerged with an abnormal flush. ‘

At this moment, Master Groder's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his expression was also a little sluggish, the crystal ball had been suspended on his palm again, and the crystal ball was still alternate in five colors, but the luster was much darker, as if, this time, the long-range magic attack also made him extremely consumed.

"Ah Nian, stop!" After a while, the old man shouted to stop Uncle Nian, who was fighting with the white youth, and then turned his gaze to Master Groder, and said in a deep voice: "Master, do you really plan to fight to the death?"

Master Grod shook his head tacitly, and his voice was softened: "As long as the old man agrees to those two requests, we will evacuate immediately, and we will never trouble your Huang family again in the future." ”

The old man sneered: "Master, with that level of long-range attack magic just now, you can't use it for a second time if you think about it, and I will definitely not hand it over to you." ”

The power of the fireball before is completely comparable to the full force of a strong person in the Ning Dan period, with the realm of Master Grode's half-step Ning Dan, it must be a special means of overdrafting, the old man believes that at the moment, his body is not comfortable, and the other party's situation is not much better, at least it is in an extremely weak state, and the combat effectiveness is greatly reduced.

In such a situation, it is likely that the continuation of the fight will be a lose-lose outcome, and negotiation seems to be a more rational choice.

Master Grod heard the old man's relenting words, people can't hand over, but he didn't say things can't be given, he understands, with the old man's current situation, he can't get blood supplements, that is, waiting for death, handing over Meng Jiao is equivalent to handing over his life.

After weighing it slightly, Master Groder muttered, "I can promise you to take another thousand CC of blood from Miss Meng, and I must take the person and formula with me." ”

Meng Jiao has already lost 1,000 CC of blood, and if she loses another 1,000 CC, the immortals will not come back.

The old man's eyes flickered slightly, and he guessed in his heart that Meng Jiao was regarded by himself as a "vascular head", so why not in the eyes of Grode? Meng Jiao's life and death are not important, the key is that if she takes away another 1,000 CC, she still has 2,000 CC left in her body...

Yan Song, who was paralyzed on the sofa, listened to the conversation between the two sides, struggled to stand up, glared at the old man with tears in his eyes, and hissed: "Old man Huang, Meng Jiao can't lose blood anymore, as long as people are fine, no matter if they ask for money, they still have to cherish medicinal materials, and even formulas, the Meng family can be satisfied... Once something happens to her, your Huang family will wait for the Meng family's crazy revenge. ”

The old man looked at him, silent, not to mention how depressed and entangled he was, things had evolved into such a situation, and the old man's wishful thinking was already thousands of miles away, originally, the old man just wanted to use Meng Jiao's pure yin blood to achieve a breakthrough in the realm, as long as Meng Jiao did not lose more than one-third of his blood, that is, 1,600 CC, it would never be life-threatening, even if he became a waste, the old man was sure to compensate enough to calm the anger of the Meng family.

But now, Meng Jiao's life is difficult to protect, the old man can only save his life through her blood, it is impossible to break through the realm, and he has to pay for the formula of the best medicinal materials, of course, after the event, the thunder and anger of the Meng family will fall on the head of the Huang family, it is really painstaking, and in the end he didn't get anything, but he got a lot of injuries.

"Mr. Yan, I'm sorry, my current physical condition, if I don't have Miss Meng's blood as a supplement, I'm afraid I won't even be able to withstand it at dawn. After a long time, the old man sighed regretfully.

Yan Song's face changed, and he suddenly pointed at Ah Dui and said, "Old Man Huang, if you just need blood supplements, you can draw his blood, 1,000 CC, even if it is 1,500 CC..."

When Twilight heard this, the fatigue on his face turned into a touch of shock, and he looked at Yan Song in disbelief, he lost 1,000 CC of blood, and he had reached the zero threshold, and the latter actually let the old man fight his own idea, not to mention pumping another 1,000 CC, that is, 500 CC, I am afraid that I will not be able to withstand it, and I will become a waste person when I rescue it afterwards, so it is better to kill myself directly.

"Ji Dui, are you a man, if something happens to Meng Jiao, Meng Yao will hate you for the rest of your life. Yan Song did not avoid Ah Dui's gaze, roared at the maximum volume, and then said to the old man: "Old man Huang, his negative blood is around seventeen degrees Celsius, only one degree higher than Meng Jiao's blood, as long as you keep Meng Jiao, he can dispose of it at will, and if you have any request, the Meng family will meet it." ”

Human nature, Yan Song and Twilight are not relatives, and they are not even friends, but at this juncture, they actually betrayed Twilight on their own initiative...

"Seventeen degrees Celsius negative blood, that should be enough for the blood of the upper half yin. Hearing this, Groder's eyes suddenly lit up, and he muttered, and then handed the white woman a look.

The white woman realized, and the golden star above her head quickly dimmed until it disappeared, and she immediately got out of bed and walked lightly towards Twilight.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head slightly, Uncle Nian, who rushed to him to look at him inquiringly, he knew very well that Ah Du was likely to be half-yin blood, which made Grod and the others interested, and he was happy to see it happen, in this way, he would have more room for negotiation, he couldn't make up his mind to fight to the death, could it be that the three of Grod would dare to gamble their lives?

"Yan Song, do you think you can save Meng Jiao?" Ah Twilight also saw that the white woman was coming for him, he knew that he was powerless to resist, so he just sighed complicatedly and slowly closed his eyes.

Yan Song gritted his teeth and tilted his head to look away, he didn't feel good in his heart, but in fact, Ah Dui's life and death were not comparable to Meng Jiao, even if there was a glimmer of hope, he would give it a try.

After more than ten steps, it was over in a while, and the white woman didn't talk nonsense, grabbed Ah Dui's left wrist, and gently scratched it with a long piece of fingernail, and after a trace of bright red appeared, she took a drop of blood and took it into the small mouth of Yin Tao.

(End of chapter)