Yan Xiaojing didn't say a word, and handed over the hilt of the dagger: "As long as I can save him, I don't care whose blood he drinks." ”

Yang Luxia cut her wrist with ease, as if she had already practiced it countless times. Then, she lifted Xiao Lingyun's head and pressed the wound on her wrist to his lips.

Xiao Lingyun's body trembled, as if he had connected the car's battery.

"Alright, let's carry him away." The man commanded, "Yang Luxia, keep your wrist in position and don't move." ”

Everyone lifted Xiao Lingyun's body, and Yan Xiaojing held his hand tightly. They moved Xiao Lingyun into Vallarillo's car as lightly as possible, and carried him to lie flat in the back seat. Yang Luxia and Yan Xiaojing accompanied Xiao Lingyun into the back seat, Valarilo and Cha Lunwang sat in the front seat, and the man mysteriously disappeared.

The Cadillac CT6 sped down the road back to town, its engine roaring wildly. Yan Xiaojing wiped the tattoo on Xiao Lingyun's arm back and forth, but his skin was still cold.

"You love him very much." Yang Luxia sighed lightly.

Yan Xiaojing raised her head when she heard this: "Did he drink it?" ”

"I don't know."

In the lounge of the operating room suite, Yang Xuying took off her rubber gloves and threw them into the biodegradable trash can. It took hours to suture the break in Xiao Lingyun's intestine and the wound on his neck. Because of the long bending over, he felt a throbbing pain in his back.

"Will he survive?" Yang Luxia also walked out of the operating room and asked anxiously. Because of the large amount of yang spirit provided, she also looked very weak, her face was pale, and her expression was very nervous.

"We'll find out soon, and I hope he survives."

"Me too." Yang Luxia passed by him, but avoided his gaze.

"Yang Luxia ......"

"I know you're sorry. But I'm not the one who needs you to express your remorse. You might be able to go to Yan Xiaojing and say if she's going to listen to your apology. ”

She snorted softly, closed the door and left, Yang Xuying closed her eyes in despair.

Oh, dear God. There was a dull pain in his chest, and he had made an irreparable mistake, which would be a pain that would never be relieved.

Yang Xuying leaned against the wall, slid and sat on the ground, ripping off the surgical cap on his head.

Thankfully, the Blind Monarch has the physical strength of a true fighter, not only physically strong, but also strong-willed. However, if it weren't for Yang Luxia's almost flawless Yang Spirit help, he would probably not be able to survive.

Perhaps he was able to survive because he had his black-haired Oh Sang-nu by his side throughout the operation. They seemed to call her Yan Xiaojing, Yang Xuying speculated. Moreover, even when the fighter fell unconscious, his face was always facing her direction. She stayed by his side day and night, talking to him until her throat was hoarse and she could only make faint noises from her mouth.

Until now, she still stays in the ward to accompany Xiao Lingyun. Despite being exhausted and unable to even sit steadily, Yan Xiaojing still refused to be examined for the wound, and she didn't eat a bite.

She just did her best to be by her husband's side.

Yang Xuying suddenly rushed to the deep sink and grabbed the edge of the stainless steel sink with both hands, staring at the entrance of the sewer without moving. He felt a wave of nausea in his body, but his stomach was empty, and he couldn't vomit anything.

The members of the Lunar Society were waiting outside the house, waiting for news from him.

Moreover, they already knew about his crimes.

Before Yang Xuying entered the operating room for surgery, Shen Zixin grabbed him by the throat and swore that if Xiao Lingyun died on the operating table, he would unite all the fighters of the Moon Society to hang Yang Xuying upside down in his own home, and beat him with his bare hands until he died of blood.

There is no doubt that Bayust confessed everything to them.

God, if only I could go back to that alley. Yang Xuying thought to herself, if only I hadn't been there at all.

Besides, he should have known that he should not have made such a request for betrayal to the members of the Month's Meeting, even in the face of the most heartless one.

When he made his bid to Bayust, the Warrior of the Month just stared at him with those terrifying black eyes, and Yang immediately realized that he had made a big mistake. Perhaps Bayust was full of hatred, but he was not a traitor to the Lord. He even felt offended by the request.

"I can kill for free," Baryust roared, "but only because you're the one I'm going to kill." Before I could pull out the knife, roll out of front of my eyes. ”

Yang Xuying fled, only to find himself being followed, and he guessed that it was the servant eater. It was the first time he had been so close to these immortal monsters, and he was surprised to find that the hair and skin of the members of the Servant Eater Society had a harmonious hue.

However, they only represent pure evil and Yingying's killing intent. He was driven into a corner of the alley by the servant eater, and was almost frightened mad. So he began to pour out his secrets so that he could hopefully escape the slaughter.

At first, the servant eater was still skeptical, but Yang Xuying's conversation was more convincing. The word "king" is mentioned several times during the conversation, which attracts the attention of the servant eater. As soon as the required information arrived, the servant eater immediately left, and the god of death left Yang Xu shadow at that moment.

Yang Xuying took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to walk out of the room.

At the very least, he could swear to his brothers that he had done everything he could in this operation.

He didn't do it to save his life. It is unrealistic to plead for a magnanimous pardon, because he must pay the price of death for the crimes he committed, and it is only time that hangs in the balance.

The variables are, though. When he was in the operating room, he used all his resources to save Xiao Lingyun, because it was the only hope he could have to atone for the crimes he had committed, but more importantly, there were five heavily armed brothers and an almost angry ordinary person standing outside the house, who seemed to even have their hearts broken.

But neither of these points is his real motivation to do his best.

He was moved by the sad look on the face of the black-haired woman named Yan Xiaojing. Because he knew that look of horror very well. As he watched his Wu Xiangnu die, he had the same expression on his face.

Yang Xuying washed her face and stepped into the waiting hall.

"He survived the operation. Now, it's up to us to see if he persists. Yang Xuying walked towards Shen Zixin, "Are you going to kill me now?" ”