Zhao Yang's joke didn't make people feel funny, and even Zhang Sleeve didn't laugh!

Because, at this time, it is already a matter of life and death!

Sometimes, a single thought can decide a person's life and death, and now, Jin Po is still gritting her teeth and holding on, if she continues to hold on, today will be the day Song Xiu will die!

Soon, Jin Song walked in front of Jin Po and Song Xiu, as long as he stabbed with his sword, the blade of the Water Spirit Sword would penetrate Song Xiu's chest!

"Ahem, ahem!"

Suddenly, Song Xiu coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, turned his head slightly, and said to Jin Po: "You don't care about me, I'm old and blind, don't bow down to them!

The more Song Xiu said this, the more painful Jin Po's heart became, her eyes were red, she stared at Jin Song with hatred, and hissed: "Sooner or later, one day I will avenge him, and I will make your life worse than death!"

After speaking, she turned to Zhao Yang and shouted: "And you and your woman!

"You're not going to have this chance. Zhao Yang said with a smile: "After you have learned my methods, let's talk about this kind of thing again!"

Zhao Yang estimated in his heart that Shui Yuerou should be able to last for six or seven days, and in these six or seven days, even if he is an iron man, he can't bear his torture!

Jin Po has harmed countless people with a hundred years of Gu over the years, and the sins are monstrous, when Zhao Yang starts, he will definitely not be soft-hearted!

Dealing with wicked people, Zhao Yang's heart has always been ruthless!

"Brother Jin, what are you waiting for?"

Finding that Jin Song was standing there motionless, Zhao Yang raised his voice and said.

At this moment, Jin Song slowly raised the Water Spirit Sword in his hand!

After four years of hard searching, this sword will go down, and the father's revenge will be avenged after all!

Thinking of this, Jin Song's eyes were sharp, and his hands were strong!

In the next second, Jin Song's pupils suddenly shrank!

I saw Jin Po clasping her hands together, clamping the blade of the sword, blocking his water spirit sword!

"Jin Po, do you want to die too?" Zhao Yang frowned and said in a loud voice.

"I promised you!"

Jin Po stared at Jin Song's eyes and shouted.

At this moment, Jin Song was obviously stunned for a moment, and Zhao Yang and Mo Lunfeng also looked slightly moved!

"Isn't it just to return what I got to you, what's the big deal!" After speaking, Jin Po subconsciously glanced at Mo Lunfeng.

"Do you really promise to let Shui Yuerou regain her youth?" Zhao Yang asked.

At this time, Jin Song's sword was still in Jin Po's palm, and Jin Song had already withdrawn his strength.

Jin Po snorted coldly and said, "I can't watch him die!"

After speaking, she withdrew her palms, and then took out a plain white handkerchief from her arms and bandaged the palm that had been pierced by Zhao Yang just now.

At this time, Jin Song stared at Song Xiu, who was blind and looked distressed and depressed, and said coldly: "I didn't expect you to be so affectionate to him." ”

Jin Po snorted coldly and said: "He is my person, his life is also mine, even if he dies, I will kill him, it is not your turn!"

"Okay, Jin Po, since you agreed, then he can't die, right, Brother Jin?" Zhao Yang said to Jin Song.

At this moment, Jin Song turned his head to look at Zhao Yang, and immediately saw that Zhao Yang secretly gave him a look.

Zhao Yang was thinking in his heart, eldest brother, you first nodded and agreed, and after Jin Po performed the anti-Gu technique, are you still afraid that you won't be able to kill that old man?

In Zhao Yang's view, the hatred of killing his father is not shared, this is not something that can be exchanged, even if he agrees temporarily, he will regret it!

The reason is still the same sentence: the hatred of killing the father is not shared!

Nothing is more important than the revenge of the father!

What's more, Zhao Yang has never advertised himself as a gentleman!

What's the use of a righteous man and a gentleman, if you can't live freely and happily, what's the point of life?

So Zhao Yang hopes that Jin Song will agree to come down first, and when the time comes, he will kill him!

However, Jin Song is obviously more gentlemanly than Zhao Yang, and he has been thinking for a long time!

Jin Song stared at Zhao Yang and showed Zhao Yang all the hair, just when Zhao Yang thought that he might not agree, he turned around, looked at the dying Song Xiu, nodded and said: "Okay, I won't kill him, as long as I can restore Yuerou's youth, I can let you go." ”

At this moment, Zhao Yang's heart was unstable!

Big brother, don't you really want to avenge your father?

That's not going to work!

Don't really agree, the revenge of killing your father must be avenged!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yang said with a smile: "Jin Po, you see, in order to save people, he can even throw aside the revenge of killing his father. ”

Zhao Yang's words were obviously reminding Jin Song, but Jin Song didn't seem to hear it.

Seeing that Jin Song looked like a decent gentleman, Jin Po snorted coldly and said to Zhao Yang: "Now you should be able to save people, right?"

Zhao Yang walked in front of Song Xiu, squatted down, shot like the wind, and used the method of nine needles against his fate, and asked for points in front of Song Xiu's chest!

In the blink of an eye, Song Xiu groaned!

"Old man, are you feeling better?" asked Jin Po with concern.

"Okay, it's better...... Song Xiu took a breath, his lips moved slightly, and said: "The heir of the medical Tao is indeed worthy of his name......

After speaking, he coughed violently and coughed up a lot of blood.

It's not so much blood as blood clots, looking at this pitch-black blood clot, everyone present understands needless to say that this is the blood in Song Xiu's internal organs!

Song Xiu coughed violently for a while, and when the blood he coughed up turned red, Zhao Yang nodded and said, "Help him go to the clinic, there is a place to rest." ”

Jin Po helped Song Xiu to stand up and said, "He can hold on, let's go see that girl directly!"

"It's okay!" Zhao Yang nodded and said.

At this moment, Jin Song turned around, walked towards Mo Lun Peak, presented the Water Spirit Sword in front of Mo Lun Peak with both hands, and said, "Thank you Elder Mo for your help!"

Mo Lunfeng glanced at the Shui Luo Sword, and did not take it, but turned his head to Zhao Yang and said, "Little brother, do you like this sword?"

"I like it, I like it to die!" Zhao Yang's heart moved, and he said with a smile.

"How about you play with it for a few days?" asked Mo Lunfeng.

Jin Song's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Elder Mo, this is the artifact of the Mingshui Sect!"

"It's okay, little brother, you can use it. "The Molun Peak is an understatement.

At this time, Zhao Yang felt a little strange in his heart.

Since Jin Song was so rare to this Water Spirit Sword, even for Elder Mo, it should be something very important.

What was his purpose in letting me play with it?

As the saying goes, there must be demons when things are impermanent, and Mo Lunfeng's attitude made Zhao Yang unpredictable, so he didn't dare to pick it up casually.

Besides, unless this thing is your own, what's the point of playing with it for a few days.

"Why, you don't want it?" asked Mo Lunfeng.

(End of chapter)