"Hahahaha, happy,."

With endless battle intent, Xiao Tianxing turned into a red shadow and galloped towards Lao Song like a meteor.

At this time, Xiao Tianxing's palms were like molten slurry, the blood-red palms exuded a fiery breath, and the yang lines on his wrists shone with a dazzling red light.

I hugged my third son and hurriedly retreated a long distance, for fear that this battle would affect us.

The rest of the people didn't dare to slack off, and they distanced themselves from the warband behind me.

Under our shocking gaze, Xiao Tianxing was as fast as lightning, and he arrived in front of Lao Song in an instant.

A palm, a floating slaughter, collided together in the blink of an eye,

Strange things happened, the imaginary movement of the sky falling apart did not appear at all,

Instead, there was a dead silence, and there seemed to be no sound in the whole cave.

The Futu Tower suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and the golden light slowly swallowed the blood-red light that Xiao Tianxing carried.

No, it's not devoured, it's fused together,

"Boom ,,。"

The sound of rolling thunder suddenly sounded, and the whole cave suddenly shook, as if the war group had been detonated by explosives, and the thunderous sound was endless.

"Damn, this battle is a little fierce." Dad had a gloomy face, staring at the battle group tightly, expecting that Old Song would be beaten to death by Xiao Tianxing.

The golden and red light lit up in the center of the cave, and the sand and dust filled the surroundings, and the situation in the warband was not clear at all.

All eyes are focused on the position where the light shines, who has won,

The kind of momentum just now, even the monks are estimated to be blown into scattered sand, Lao Song should be fine,

As time passed, the dust began to dissipate gradually, and the mess in the warband came into our eyes.

The ground sank to say a meter, forming a huge pothole, the size of a basketball court,

This pit is hexagonal, and if you look closely, you can see that the shape is the same as the base of the Futu Tower.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the crater was covered with dense cracks on all sides, extending to the rest of the cave.

Lao Song's figure was also revealed, lying motionless at the bottom of the pit, crimson blood foam kept gushing out from the corners of his mouth, and his body twitched from time to time.

"Go and get someone for me." The fat man waved his hand, intending to let the guards go down to the pit to rescue Lao Song,

But these guards are not light or serious, what should I do if I accidentally killed Lao Song, and it will be troublesome if the injury is aggravated.

Before the guards could go down, we stopped them, except for me, the rest of the people ran over and jumped into the pit, looking at Lao Song's injuries,

At this time, Lao Song's condition was not good at all.

The body is covered with scars, some deep and some shallow, the deepest is on both arms, and the white bones can be faintly seen.

The unconscious old Song gives us a very direct feeling, this grandson is going to hang,

But if you take a closer look, everyone suddenly starts to curse the street.

"He's an immortal, and he's finally finished fighting, and he will go to the group of grandsons for a while, so that they can realize how majestic Uncle Song is."

Even if this grandson is in a coma, he still can't change his habits, talking in his dreams,

With a lewd smile on his face, he whispered something that made our eggs hurt,

To be honest, if it weren't for seeing him injured, it is estimated that the end would be worse than now,

"Damn, when this kid is unreliable, he still doesn't forget to be like this." Dad smiled helplessly and scolded, and took out the talisman paper to stop the bleeding for Lao Song.

Turning his head, Xiao Tianxing's condition was much worse than that of Lao Song,

Although there was no blood on his body, and even his clothes were not messy, his body was unexpectedly illusory.

As if the ghost was hit by the rune paper, the illusory appearance made people feel that Xiao Tianxing would dissipate at any time, and his soul was scattered between heaven and earth.

However, this grandson is not an ordinary commodity.

Xiao Wubo is the extremely yin qi naturally formed in heaven and earth, and this Xiao Tianxing must be the same, between heaven and earth, he contains spirituality and turns into a human form.

It's completely impossible for such a capable person to die casually,

"This kid is good, I'll have a chance to play with him again in the future"

Surprisingly, Xiao Tianxing was like this, but he didn't seem to be angry at all, but he was still a little happy.

Reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, glanced at Lao Song in a daze, and stood up with difficulty,

"Come on, my eldest brother has been cleaned up by you, and it's not a shame for me to be cleaned up, bring the kid who took my eldest brother over."

When I heard this, I was so excited that my third son was saved.

Without the slightest delay, he rushed to the edge of the pit with his three sons in his arms, stopped beside the pit, and smiled at Xiao Tianxing: "What, senior, it's up to you." ”

"No, you'll have to do it yourself."

Before I could react, Xiao Tianxing turned into a red light, and with a whoosh, it burrowed into the body of the third son.

Damn, what's going on?

Just as I was about to ask, Xiao Tianxing said faintly: "The yang pattern has to be carved manually, according to the source of the yin pattern on this kid's left arm, but in the opposite direction." ”

"This kid doesn't have the strength to condense the yang pattern by himself now, if you want to save him, this is the only way."

"Of course, it can not be momented, but it is estimated that he will definitely die in a few days at most, even if I can help him relieve it by entering his body now, but it is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket, he has not taken me in after all."

"By the way, I can only help him relieve for half an hour, and after half an hour, he will continue to suffer from the Yin Qi Rushing Body."

As soon as the words fell, the third son suddenly made a sound, although it was still the feeling of being angry, but it was much better than the previous situation,

His face was a lot ruddy, but his body still didn't have any strength.

"Fanzi, you carve it, it's okay."

I lowered my head and looked at the weak third son, who still had a slight smile on his face, and smiled faintly at me,

"Okay, then you hold back"

I gritted my teeth and whispered, there is no other way now, the only way to save the third son is this,

Pulled out the military dagger from his waist and simply disinfected it with a lighter.

"I'm not afraid of fighting with demons and monsters, but this bright knife is really a bit empty in front of my eyes." Sanzi looked at me sterilizing the dagger, and said with a bitter smile: "I'm afraid to go to the hospital, I'm afraid of injections, don't talk about using knives."

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, you bear with it first." comforted the third son with a coaxing tone, and carefully looked at the yin lines on his left arm, for fear of carving a little wrong,

"Well, lightly" Sanzi's brows furrowed tightly, and he involuntarily grabbed the corner of my clothes, looking at his expression as if he had seen a ghost,

"I did it."

whispered to the third son, held the dagger in the palm of his hand, and cautiously approached his arm,