Jin Yongsheng's eyes were wide open, his forehead was bruised, and he held the hilt of the knife with both hands, he knew that if he couldn't stop the knife from going rampant, death would be a blink of an eye for him.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

One person and one knife, under the strength of the two phases, the medicine barrel shattered and burst.

Kneeling on the ground, Jin Yongsheng used up the last strength of his life, holding back the blood gushing in his mouth, and struggling to block the knife from cutting horizontally to the heart, Yin Jiabao suddenly rushed into the house, and the fat man rushed forward to help Jin Yongsheng pull the knife while shouting: "Xiaohong! Xiaohong, help me." ”

Hongzun hesitated slightly in the soul of Yinjiabao The figure of the old military god also flashed into the house, and when the old man reached out, Jin Yongsheng spit out a large stream of reverse blood from his mouth, and the young man shook his head: "It's late." ”

The knife that had silently cut off Jin Yongsheng's heart was pulled out by the old army god, and the old man's eyes were red with blood, and the knife snapped and shattered in his hand.

At the same time, Buxian, who was walking far away on the way to the Demon King City, suddenly raised his head.

Juehai, the apprentice beside him, saw his strange appearance and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, life and death are fate. Silent spoke, and quickened his pace.

"Dad, it's very unfortunate for you to suddenly talk about life and death. Jiang Ling'er reminded her father with a straight face.

"Okay, Daddy won't talk about this, can we hurry faster?" asked Buxian when he turned his head to look at his daughter who was left behind by him.

"I'm going to die of exhaustion. Otherwise, you can carry me. Jiang Ling spoke and stretched out his hands to his father.

"Okay, daddy carries you. "Don't show a squatting slender figure.

The apprentice Juehai also hurriedly squatted down and said to the girl: "Ling'er, I'll carry you." ”

"No, I don't. ”

The girl's words immediately made Juehai look disappointed.

"You're so short, I'm about the same as carrying you. When Jiang Ling crawled on his father's back, he didn't forget to stick out his tongue and make a grimace at Juehai.

Without showing up, his eyes looked in the direction of the Demon King City again, where purple qi was dissipating in the sky above the city. doesn't show the magic of Buddhism, knowing that it is the purple gold luck that he has treated the young man.

Inside the Castle Lord's Mansion.

Jin Yongsheng, whose pupils had dilated, leaned weakly into the arms of the old army god and said: "Uncle Li, these two days are really my moldy days, I was killed when I opened my eyes, why, why don't they want me ......to live?"

"Yong Boy, Yong Boy...... You've got to hold on. The old military god shook Jin Yongsheng's body vigorously, and the scene that the old man was most afraid of seeing happened like this.

"Uncle Li, don't shake it, it hurts ......" Jin Yongsheng slowly closed his eyes.

"Forever boy! Forever boy...... Bao Liangqi, I want to make your Bao clan cut off their children and grandchildren!" the old army god immediately looked sad and crazy.

"Xiao Chichi, don't call it, Yong Boy should be ...... Hey...... "The old army god turned his head gloomily in his soul.

Jin Yongsheng is not only the hope of the old military god, but also the hope of his Wanlong, as well as the hope of that world, they tried hard to this end, but they still couldn't protect Jin Yongsheng's life, and Wanlong couldn't accept such a blow for a while.

"It's all my fault, how could I be so careless and put him in such a dangerous situation...... Get out of here, bunch of shit!"

The old military god in the medicine room roared in a low voice at Teng Hualin, Teng Panshi, Murong Wenqing, and the two dumbfounded guards at the door.

"Brother Yong'er won't die, Brother Yong'er won't die......" Yin Jiabao stood aside with tears on his face and muttered alone.

In the fat man's soul, Hongzun was also muttering alone: "Hey, it's not that I don't want to make a move, it's you who suppressed me with such a big battle, how can I make a move?"

In the eyes of outsiders, Jin Yongsheng, who had been cut off and completely died, was still conscious, he could hear all the words in the medicine room, and could even see the rapid loss of his life, as well as the blood overflowing from the severed heart, and there was even more golden silver flowing during the period.

Wait, that's ......

An extremely thin red line, if there is nothing, it is still connected to the heart, which is also the reason why his divine consciousness is still condensed even though he is dead.

Constant!

That's the power of perseverance!

Looking at the heart that was beating slowly and was almost exhausted, Jin Yongsheng suddenly saw the hope of life.

Hope arises, and the old realm emerges.

It's still the dark cage.

Still trapped by those golden, black, and silver spell pillars of light.

Heng's face became even more ugly.

The signs of Jin Yongsheng's imminent death Heng found out for the first time that he had always had that trace of contact with him, he used his divine source to protect Jin Yongsheng's heart veins without moving, although the power was weak, but it was able to pull Jin Yongsheng's heart pulse qi machine would not be like a flood bursting the embankment and pouring thousands of miles, he did this just to win Jin Yongsheng a chance to live for less than a stick of incense, and hang the anger in Jin Yongsheng's heart to prevent it from completely dissipating.

Just for this opportunity to burn incense, the light snakes that were entwined with Heng became a little thicker, and the speed twitched his body faster, Heng's expression became more and more painful, and those demonic eyes suddenly shone when Jin Yongsheng arrived.

"Who was beaten into this half-dead appearance?" Heng asked in a trembling voice, the pain he was suffering at the moment could not be imagined by anyone, even if he was Divine Sword Heng, he trembled in pain and trembled his soul.

"Well, that's a long story. Jin Yongsheng let out a long sigh.

"You don't fucking pretend in front of Lao Tzu, you almost killed Lao Tzu, you know you don't know. Heng suddenly went violently, jumped up and pointed at Jin Yongsheng and scolded, although this would make his punishment heavier, but as proud as he was, how could Jin Yongsheng see that he was already in pain.

"I don't want to. Jin Yongsheng took a step back and looked bitter.

"You don't come to Lao Tzu to be an eyesore, Lao Tzu is angry when he sees you, you hurry up and get away from Lao Tzu. Heng scolded angrily.

"Heng, don't bite a mouthful of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is not good, virtuous. Don't people want to spend more time with you? ”

"Bah, I'll accompany you! Don't think I can't see that you're here to stay alive. ”

"You and I are not outsiders, so it......'s okay to borrow more strength to fight me," Jin Yongsheng said the scoundrel Bachelor.

Alas!

If Heng hadn't been added to the energy chain, he really couldn't have killed this unscrupulous guy with a sword.

Where are you borrowing strength, are you obviously borrowing the source of life?

I've never seen you so thick-skinned...... Your uncle's wisdom in vain has been planted in your hands.

You're going to borrow it, right? I'm going to let you pay it back one day......

"Don't worry, what you borrowed today and what you owe in the past will be repaid to you when the time comes. It's not that I don't want to die by myself, I just don't want to involve you dying with me......" Seeing Heng gritting his teeth alone, Jin Yongsheng finally said seriously.

"Get out! ”

"Then I'll go. ”

"Get out of here. ”

After Jin Yongsheng lowered his head and turned around, Heng looked at the young man's back that could not be condensed and said, "Yongsheng, don't give up, because I still have an unfulfilled wish in my heart." ”

"I know. Jin Yongsheng's words were already raining down tears.

He can't save Heng to this day, and he has to come here to continue to borrow his strength to save his life.

Under the daily twisting of that Dao Light Lock, less strength to resist is more painful struggle.

The pain in Jin Yongsheng's heart is far more than Bao Liangqi's strangulation, and the young man has the feeling of being beaten by someone who rubs his heart hard, but he can't make a sound in pain.

"Young boy, you've done a good job to be honest. You and I are one, my life is your life, you don't need to be pressured, living is the last word, I still hope you can take me back to the world to continue to shake the majesty. ”

It is not easy to get Heng to say such words.

He is the supreme sword of the king.

He is the true sword of God.

He has always been arrogant, and he definitely has arrogant capital.

But he is willing to fall for a guy like him.

Willing to gamble everything for him.

Even if he borrowed the divine source from him, he had to comfort him in turn.

"Definitely. ”

Jin Yongsheng only said two words, and the tears in his eyes were even better.

Completely blurred vision.

He knew that it was Heng who saved him again with extraordinary means at the most critical moment, as evidenced by the thickened pillars of punishment.

Heng seems to be relaxed, and he can jump to scold him, the pain he bears in secret must be unimaginable......

It's all his own incompetence, even if Heng is in such a predicament, he still has to find a way to save him and help him......

When will I be really strong, when will I not fight for my life, when will I be able to save Heng, when?

The young man's long-suppressed complex emotions turned into tears at this moment.

Yin Jiabao, who had been muttering alone "Brother Yong'er will not die......" saw the scene where Jin Yongsheng suddenly closed his eyes and burst into tears, the fat man suddenly opened his mind, his Zen heart was touched, and he put his hands together and recited "My Buddha is merciful, great mercy." After that, the fat man sat on the ground, and a golden light on his body suddenly enveloped Jin Yongsheng in it.

People's hearts are bitter, and Fang is crying. Although tears are astringent, they can be sweetened. The taste is all in a sound of compassion.

When the old army god saw Yin Jiabao's strange appearance and was staring at him, Wan Long said in his soul, "Little Chichi, Yong Boy is still saved." The old man finally burst into tears.

"Yong Boy is still saved, Yong Boy is still saved...... What should I do?" for the first time in his life, the veteran military god was a little confused, and he didn't know what he should do.

"Stay here, don't let anyone disturb Yong Boy and Jiabao. ”