The Poison Bodhisattva suddenly jumped away from the black lotus, and his old and withered body was strangely twisted.

At this angle, she could only dodge two arrows.

She realized this, too, and she reached out with both hands, struggling to grasp the other two arrows.

The arrows seemed unwilling to be held in her hands, and trembled violently, as if the vast world was their end.

The Poison Bodhisattva's hands also trembled, the impact of the arrow was too great, and she felt incomparable pain in both hands.

When the impact of the two reached a critical point, the Poison Bodhisattva was forced to let go, and she twisted her body strangely again.

It's yoga, but it's clearly better than watermelon heads.

However, when it comes to beauty, it really can't be compared with watermelon head.

The two arrows regained their freedom and flew out, scratching the left shoulder and right waist of the Bodhisattva respectively.

Yes, it's just a bruise, which shows the terrifying strength of the Poison Bodhisattva.

Whoosh –

Immediately afterward, an arrow that was even more domineering and fierce than the previous four came at it, aiming directly at the deadly chest of the Poison Bodhisattva.

This is the mother arrow.

The previous four arrows, all of which were sub-arrows, were only used to pave the way for the mother arrows.

And. In the process of operation, the mother arrow completely follows the running track of the sub-arrow, which avoids unnecessary loss during operation, and can be said to integrate all the lethality of the four sub-arrows.

The Poison Bodhisattva was shocked.

"Black Lotus Body Protector!"

At the moment of life and death, the Poison Ye Bodhisattva let out a sharp burst of screams, and the black lotus under her feet snapped with a slight muffled sound, turning into a cloud of black mist, condensing in front of her into an almost substantial shield. The lotus totem on the top is like a fine craftsman carving it carefully.

The mother arrow shot straight at the Black Lotus shield.

The battle between spear and shield unfolds.

The mother arrow trembled violently, and circle after circle of energy ripples swung in all directions, and where it passed, the air was pushed away, and the branches, leaves, grass and trees were shattered into powder. It was a vacuum, and the silence was unusual.

Seeing this, Ye Changgong, who was gasping for breath, suddenly bloomed with fierceness and decisiveness under his thick eyebrows, showing a three-edged dagger, and his body suddenly burst out, killing the past.

"People. ”

The Poison Bodhisattva reached out and grabbed the center of her eyebrows, grabbing a halo that the naked eye could not catch, and her face was slightly pained.

"Lotus. ”

She slammed the invisible halo into the Black Lotus shield.

In the depths, a black lotus flower the size of a fingernail absorbed the halo and let out a cheering sound, it was the heart of the black lotus.

"Oneness. ”

She drew a complicated rune in the air, and then smashed the complicated rune into the heart of the black lotus.

At this moment, a feeling that blood was thicker than water appeared in the heart of the Poison Ye Bodhisattva, as if she was the Black Lotus, and the Black Lotus was her.

Under the integration of the two, the black lotus's light soared, and it actually pushed the mother arrow away by half an inch.

"The Hand of the Black Lotus. The Poison Ye Bodhisattva made a grasping gesture in the air, and the black lotus shield wriggled and turned into two black mist hands, grabbing the mother arrow.

Under the control of the Poison Ye Bodhisattva, the Black Mist Giant tried to break the mother arrow.

It was very difficult, the mother arrow resisted frantically, and the black mist's big hand trembled violently.

At this time, Ye Longbow arrived.

A fist slammed into the tail of the mother arrow.

The fierce energy seemed to inject vitality into the mother arrow, and the mother arrow wanted to get out of control, but it was tightly grasped by the black mist's big hand, but the mother arrow advanced half a meter, and half of the arrow had pierced into the chest of the Poison Bodhisattva.

"Boom!" the Poison Ye Bodhisattva roared with a fierce face.

With a loud bang, the black mist exploded, and the mother arrow was blown into powder in an instant, and the wind raged, and the world was in chaos.

The dense black mist blocked the sight of the two, and Ye Longbow carried the violent wind, holding a dagger and stabbing out with his induction.

Puff –

Stabbed.

Ye Changgong was about to twist the dagger, but he felt his wrist cold, and his arm suddenly became numb.

With a grim face, he switched his right hand to his left and grabbed the dagger, and this time he did not twist it, but pulled it out and stabbed it again.

The stab was hit, the dagger sank deep, but at the same time, his wrist was grabbed.

He felt a terrifying force, and his wrist seemed to be entangled by something, strangled to death.

His bones were squeezed, crackling sounds.

He kicked out with all his might, and he was hit, but something strangled his ankle.

Bang Bang Bang –

The bones of his ankles were also shattered.

Bang –

He was hit the shoulder, and he fell to his stomach.

Click-

His other foot was trampled off.

Click-

His last intact hand was also trampled off.

His limbs were in ruins.

The pain was so great that he hissed, his forehead was bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot.

When he rushed up with a dagger, he was destined to either live or die.

The mother arrow broke through the defense of the Poison Ya Bodhisattva, and he took advantage of the victory to pursue and kill the Poison Ya Bodhisattva, and once the mother arrow could not break through the opponent's defense, he had to lose.

The Poison Ye Bodhisattva was stabbed twice, and the black lotus that was closely connected with her exploded, and she was also injured a lot, and the internal and external injuries were very serious.

But, in the end, she won.

The battle between the middle god and the upper god can drag on to this point. It is enough to prove the fierceness of Ye Longbow.

If the Purple Thunder Breaking Sky Bow is in hand, it may be a different situation.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

"You are very strong, I respect the strong, so I keep you all dead. The Poison Bodhisattva said in a calm voice, raised his foot, and stomped on Ye Longbow's chest.

Whoosh –

There was a whistling sound, a sneer hung on the corner of the Poison Bodhisattva's mouth, and the foot that stomped down shook slightly, and then bounced the stone back, Ye Xiaobai clenched his fist and blasted out, the stone shattered, and he stepped back dozens of steps.

With his current strength, the Superior God is still too strong for him.

If he could join forces with Ye Longbow, there was still a chance to turn the tables, but Ye Longbow couldn't hold out until he regained his combat strength.

Ye Longbow only delayed for seven minutes.

"Tidy up your father first, then clean you up. The Poison Bodhisattva said coldly, and was about to raise his foot and stomp down again.

"Old witch!" Ye Xiaobai suddenly panicked, her heart was pounding, and she rushed to the watermelon head, clasping her white and delicate neck with one hand, "Let him go, otherwise I will kill her!"

The watermelon head's face turned red, and he was already speechless in pain.

The old brow of the Poison Bodhisattva furrowed.

"Let him go!" Ye Xiaobai shouted angrily.

The Poison Bodhisattva looked coldly.

Ye Xiaobai kicked the knee of the watermelon head, and there was a sound of bones breaking, and the watermelon head knelt down on one knee.

"Let him go!"

The Poison Bodhisattva did not speak.

Ye Xiaobai raised his foot again, the kneecap of the other foot of the watermelon head was also broken, and the watermelon head knelt on both knees.

"Let him go!"

The Poison Bodhisattva still didn't speak.

Ye Xiaobai was furious, grabbed the two hands of the watermelon head with red eyes, clicked, and twisted. Then she kicked the watermelon's head to the ground, and the watermelon trembled violently with a headache, her eyes were full of horror and disbelief, and her tears couldn't stop falling.

"If you kill my father, I will kill your apprentice, one life for another!" Ye Xiaobai raised his foot and stepped on the chest of the watermelon head, ravaging it vigorously, and roared angrily.

And then. You're going to die, too. The Poison Bodhisattva said deeply.

"If I don't die, I will slaughter all the three thousand disciples and one hundred and thirty-six young and old juniors under your seat!" Ye Xiaobai was so angry that he trembled, this old witch, really didn't care about the life or death of his apprentices, but he didn't want to do this, he didn't want to hurt the watermelon head.

The Poison Ye Bodhisattva was silent, she saw the murderous intent in Ye Xiaobai's eyes, and she believed that Ye Xiaobai would kill Cui Linglong. However, she had difficulty making a decision.

At this time, in a teahouse far away in the capital, Cui Ancheng, who had just hung up the phone, stood up suddenly, wandered left and right for a while, and then dialed the phone.

"Linglong is in the hands of the surnamed Ye!"

"It's too loud for me to hear. Cui Dongfang on the other end of the phone came with a calm voice, he was the father of Cui Ancheng and Watermelon Head.

"Linglong is in his hands. Cui Ancheng took a deep breath. Suppressed his voice and said.

"How do you choose?"

"I ...... I do not know. ”

"When you grow up, this home will be handed over to you sooner or later, and this matter will be up to you, if you say change, you will change, if you say you don't change, you won't change. ”

"I don't know ......"

"Anseong, you've figured it out. Old Man Song secretly asked Ye Xiaobai to go home, which means whetstone, but you and I both know that the Song family's dragon and tiger roar are not Ye Xiaobai's opponents, when Ye Xiaobai was mainly anti-guest, with Ye Xiaobai supported by the Song family, he was full-fledged, are you sure to defeat him? The Cui family is still there, and if they protect their sister, they can't save the face of the Cui family, and the Ye father and son have escaped this time, and there will be endless troubles in the future. ”

Cui Ancheng hung up the phone. Stood there in a daze.

Jiangshan, sister.

Which one to choose?

He didn't know.

But deep down, he knew that not knowing was just his excuse, because the confrontation on the side of the Guillotine Mountain was racing against time, and he could not afford to delay on the grounds that he didn't know.

He chose Jiangshan.

He gave up on his sister.

"Master, save me......" Tears fell wildly from the watermelon head. looked at her master and begged, "Help me, I don't want to die, save me, master ......"

There was a hint of struggle on the face of the Poison Bodhisattva.

"Master, please, save me. I beg you......"

The Poison Bodhisattva took a deep breath and actually lifted his feet.

Ye Xiaobai's pupils shrank sharply, and while he was flustered, a strong murderous intent ignited from his heart, and he raised his foot.

Both of their feet fell at the same time!

"I have long been hidden, I am ruthless, but I have desires, so I entered the world to kill. ”

"Now, you cut off my obsession and ruined my thirty years of Taoism, and since then, you and I have a master-apprentice relationship, and goodbye is a stranger. ”

At the critical moment, the Poison Bodhisattva finally withdrew his foot and flew into the jungle.

Ye Xiaobai sat on the ground weakly, looking at his father and watermelon head lying on the ground. Buried his head deeply.

A military helicopter slowly landed, carrying three people, and flew to the Pearl.

In the past three days, Ye Xiaobai has been by Ye Changgong's side, Ye Changgong's injury is not serious, Ye Xiaobai gives him a bone raw meat pill every day, the broken bones can grow and heal quickly, and the knife wound on his back is very deep. But fortunately, it didn't hurt his lungs, and apparently Lei Gang left a hand.

Song Xiulan and Ye Sinian also rushed to Mingzhu when Ye Changgong was admitted to the hospital on the first day, and the two of them have been staying by the bedside.

Ye Changgong left Guillotine Mountain, and Song Xiulan ran to Mingzhu to meet Ye Changgong despite the agreement, which made the capital turbulent, and all forces were starting to rein in the foreign forces, while waiting to see what happened.

Whether the Song family chooses to take into account the overall situation and unite with the Cui family to destroy their relatives, or support Song Xiulan to fight against the Cui family.

The relationship between the two families. It will determine the overall trend of China in the next 50 years.

After Zhang Qingning learned that Ye Changgong was hospitalized, he also rushed to visit on this day.

Her body is getting better day by day, her hair has begun to grow, but it is still short, and she wears a little cashmere yellow hat.

In the hospital garden, Ye Xiaobai and Zhang Qingning sat on the bench, only Zhang Qingning kept comforting, and Ye Xiaobai was always silent.

"Qingning. I'm sorry. After a long time, Ye Xiaobai spoke softly.

"Why did you apologize to me?" Zhang Qingning wondered.

"My dad is fine, I don't worry about him, with his physique, he will recover soon, I'm just ......"

"Just what?"

"Nothing. ”

When the words came to his mouth, Ye Xiaobai's face flashed with a moment of pain, but he couldn't speak, he hugged her gently.

"You go back, I'll look for you another day, take care of your body at home, if there is anything uncomfortable, tell me as soon as possible." He whispered.

"Okay, you too, if I can help in any way, you have to tell me as soon as possible, and I will definitely convince my dad to help you. Zhang Qingning said with a smile, then got up, waved his hand, and left.

She went home and picked out a fine piece of wood from the bookcase.

She pulled up a photo on her phone, it was a girl of her age, a girl with a watermelon head.

She picked up the carving knife. In front of the photo, hand engrave.

She didn't eat lunch, she was carving.

She didn't eat dinner, she was carving.

She has been learning carving since she went to London until she fell ill and was admitted to the medical institute.

Especially during her time at the medical institute, she had no distractions, and she carved every day. She carved out all her thoughts and thoughts through her dexterous hands.

She is skilled in her skills, and the speed of her carving has increased, but the quality has not been lost.

At nine o'clock in the evening, she finally finished carving.

She spent another half an hour refining the sculpture.

She packed the sculpture into a wooden box, packed it, and went out with it.

She came to a private hospital in Mingzhu, whose surname was Cui.

Arriving at her destination, she knocked on the door of the ward, then pushed the door open and walked in.

On the hospital bed, there was a watermelon-headed girl who stared at the ceiling with her eyes wide open.

Zhang Qingning stood beside the bed for a long time before speaking softly.

"You're so good-looking, no wonder he likes you. ”

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