Section 7 Tips for Money Addicts IV

"The Hundred Organs Sacrifice can become an immortal and attain the Tao, I can ascend to the Immortal with you!" the strange Taoist priest half-squatted on the ground, looking at the Taoist and said temptingly.

"Taking people's hearts is against yin and yang, and sacrificing with dirt is against the way of heaven, so, how can it be possible to ascend to immortals and gain the Tao, you don't have to be delusional, return the heart to this person, and then apologize for the crime with death, and say that if you can't get it, the king of Hades below can also exempt you from some of your guilt." Dao Chang was righteous, the long sword pointed obliquely, and the slight sound of the sword continued to sound.

You say that you belong to the right path, but I say that I belong to the right path, true and false, right and wrong, who can really distinguish between right and wrong, mortal life is a stepping stone for us, life is inherently useless, and the people I kill are all people who can be killed, otherwise how could his relatives tell me his birthday, and these people staying in the world are also a scourge, so why not be my stepping stone and help me become an immortal!" The strange Taoist priest propped himself up and looked at the Taoist chief with a feverish look in his eyes.

"Hmph, a bunch of crooked reasoning, killing is a fault, life in the world, there must be its value, no one can erase the meaning of his existence, not even God, let alone you!" After the Taoist chief finished speaking, a little under his feet, his body jumped forward lightly, and the long sword in his hand was invisible, enveloping the whole body of the strange Taoist.

The strange Taoist priest's uninjured left foot slammed on, and his body suddenly jumped out of thin air, flashing a sword from the Dao Chief, and at the same time, at the moment when the body bent, the long sword in his hand turned around, and instead handed it to the Dao Chief.

The Dao Chang returned his sword to resist, and the Bagua Ancient Sword and the Long Sword intersected, bursting out Dao sparks, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Before the blow was successful, the strange Taoist priest's body was shocked back a few steps by the strength of the two of them, and he didn't love fighting at all, he turned around and ran, his heart was already gained, why take his life, everything before was not in vain.

Seeing that the Taoist priest was about to escape, the Taoist chief took out a mobile phone from his pocket and dialed 110, but before he could say a word, he threw the mobile phone next to Xia Ying, hoping that the group of ** could find this place through the mobile phone, and then quickly chased it out.

The strange Taoist priest was very fast, but it was obviously not flexible enough, obviously, after colliding with Xia Ying's outburst, his foot did suffer a lot of injuries, which he probably didn't expect, but now it's too late to regret it. It's afternoon now, there are many stalls in the town, people come and go quite lively, the strange Taoist priest is inconvenient, the Taoist is flexible, and the distance between the two is constantly narrowing.

Suddenly, the strange Taoist priest stumbled, and the heart in his hand was thrown out.

I saw that the strange Taoist priest was stunned, but he came back to his senses in an instant, kicked his left foot, jumped two meters away from his body, kicked towards an eaves, and jumped two meters again, stretched out his hand, he almost reached it, but he didn't want to, he was fast, the other movements were faster, a gray figure swept by, and the Taoist appeared in front of him with his heart in his hand.

Both of them were carrying sharp swords, and they were wearing old Taoist robes, and the crowd around them suddenly dispersed, but they were still surrounded by three meters away, this is human nature, and it is the nature to look at the excitement.

"Give it back to me!" the strange Taoist priest's voice was hoarse, like a wounded beast.

"Asked me about the gossip sword in my hand!" the Dao Chang sword pointed at his opponent.

"Roar!" the strange Taoist priest roared in a low voice, his left foot touched the ground, the long sword pierced the air, making an extremely ugly whining sound, and a sword pointed at the throat of the Taoist chief, and he did not show any mercy.

The Dao long sword slanted, slapped, and pushed away the opponent's attack direction, but unexpectedly the Taoist priest This sword is only used as bait, but the real means are in the other hand, three silver needles glowing with black light attacked from three angles, silently, killing invisibly, and thanks to the Dao Chang's good ability, the long sword returned to defense, two crisp sounds sounded one after another, the Dao Chang's face suddenly changed, and his body was turned around out of thin air without the gravitational pull of the earth, and finally escaped the last shot.

At this moment, a withered claw stretched out from the side, aiming directly at the heart of the Dao Chief's hand.

The Dao Chief's arm stretched forward, and his claws suddenly grabbed the Dao Chief's wrist, the power was so great that the Dao Chief almost thought that he had been pinched off a bone, this strange Daoist is indeed not small, if it wasn't for Xia Ying who had abolished one of his legs before, which consumed him a lot of strength, with the strength of the Dao Chief, I am afraid that he is really not an opponent.

Dao Chang tooth bite, wrist suddenly turned down, push, pull, is hard to break free from the other party's control, at the same time the long sword waved, a set of extremely exquisite swordsmanship from his hand out, the angle is tricky, the move is aimed at the main acupuncture points on the body, so that the strange Taoist priest is unable to guard against it, the two have been entangled for a long time, the strange Taoist priest finally admitted that with his current state he will definitely not be able to snatch back the heart, so he and the Taoist chief fought hard and fled backwards.

"If you still want to save that kid, hurry up, your heart will not survive for long!"

The Dao Chang, who still wanted to chase again, could only stop, his eyes flickered, and finally sighed helplessly, the long sword was sheathed, and he chased towards the dilapidated house again, the two of them chased each other, and a big battle also consumed a lot of time, and when the Dao Chang rushed back, it had been blocked by **, and Xia Ying and Xia Ruofeng were also sent to the hospital.

"Pain, pain, pain!" Xia Ying's physique was getting better and better, and it didn't take long for her to wake up from her coma. The pungent smell of alcohol and the white walls made Xia Ying know where she was.

"Are you awake?" the busy little nurse looked up.

"Well, by the way, what about my brother?" the memory quickly flooded into my mind, and I couldn't care about the pain.

"Well, you'd better be prepared for the doctor to say he has no vital signs!" the nurse paused and said.

"Boom!" Xia Ying's mind was like a thunderbolt from the sky, there were no vital signs, did that mean that he was dead, and the source of everything was because of himself, Xia Ying now even has the heart to die, looking at Xia Ying's extremely ugly face, the nurse also left the room with interest and closed the door.

"How can this be, it's all my fault, it's all my brother!" Xia Ying tore his hair, hammering his head desperately, as if this would alleviate his pain a little, his heart was like being pressed by countless big stones, a sense of powerlessness that he had never felt before, a sense of remorse filled his mind, in his right eye, the red light began to flicker unsteadily, and the temperature dropped suddenly, as if it had changed from midsummer to cold winter.

Suddenly, a wide palm pressed against the top of his head, and a stream of heat penetrated from the top of his head, and then flowed into his limbs, dissipating the suffocation in his heart a lot, Xia Ying raised his head a little blankly, and what caught his eye was the handsome face of the Dao Chief.

"Dao Chief!" Xia Ying suddenly wanted to cry.

"Your brother can still be saved, don't be like a woman!" said the Taoist in a deep voice.

"Really?" Xia Ying's face suddenly became extremely happy.

"Yes!" the Taoist nodded, "But time is running out, you have to help me!"

"No problem, as long as I can save my brother, I'm willing to do anything!" Xia Ying pulled out the needle for the infusion in his hand. "What do you need me to do?"

"Create a quiet environment and don't let anyone disturb my treatment of your brother!"