"Young master, leave me alone!" Song Ying'er shouted loudly.

Fang Ling was silent on the surface, but in his heart he secretly said that he was stupid and calculated, but he didn't expect that Song Ying'er would willingly risk killing Tyron for herself, causing her to fall into the hands of Tylon now.

He could even see the murderous intent in Cylon's eyes, hand over the key, Song Ying'er would die, and if he didn't hand over the key, Song Ying'er would also die.

Fang Ling had never felt so helpless, in such a situation, the only person who could help him was himself, he gritted his teeth and looked at Song Ying'er deeply, looking at this beautiful woman who was willing to give up her freedom and be a slave by her side.

The past flashed in my mind for a moment, and every bit was full of the tenderness of a woman, remembering that last night when she was healing herself, she also talked about the sweet appearance of grazing sheep on this grassland.

The heart couldn't help but twitch a few times, and the unprecedented pain spread in his heart, but the more moments like this, the more he couldn't show half of the flaws, he turned his heart sideways, suppressed the sadness that welled up in his heart, and said with a cold expression: "Witch Cylon, she is just a mere maid by my side, do you think her life is too different from the key?"

"Yes, it seems that I overestimated this woman, and since it is useless, it is better to kill her. Cylon said coldly, and the bull's head staff suddenly flashed with energy.

"Wait a minute!" Fang Ling secretly said that this guy was treacherous, gritted his teeth and screamed, took out the key from his arms, and said in a deep voice, "One hand over the person, one hand over the key!"

Cyron smiled gloomily, "Okay, you give the key to Gertai, and I'll let this woman go." ”

The hostage was in his hand, Fang Ling had no other choice but to hand over the key to Gertai's hands in a desperate gamble, and Sailon really kept his promise, as soon as the bull's head staff was loosened, Song Ying'er hurriedly ran towards Fang Ling.

Fang Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, just caught a glimpse of the murderous intent in Cylon's gaze that had not yet dissipated, but this breath could not be relieved, he quickly ran towards Song Ying'er, and just as she was about to get close to Song Ying'er, her body was shocked, and she opened her mouth to spit out a large mouthful of black blood.

"Shadow!" Fang Ling was shocked, and ran over with an arrow step, holding her in his arms. Seeing that her face was purple, obviously as if she had been poisoned, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain of internal injuries all over his body, and infused a burst of sun fire.

Theron took the key handed by Gertai, stuffed it into his arms with satisfaction, and said with a grim smile on his face: "Don't waste your efforts, you can't save her." My bull-headed staff is a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation in the sect, not only has the ability to manipulate witch corpses, but also condenses the world's strange poisons. Not to mention, she's been standing by my side for so long. ”

The Sun Melting Moon Solution Technique is the nemesis of the poison in the world, but after Fang Ling fought with Gertai, he suffered a very serious internal injury, and the qi of heaven and earth in his body was already disordered.

Song Ying'er reluctantly showed a little smile, her eyes were slightly red, she stretched out her hand with great effort, stroked Fang Ling's face and said, "Your Highness...... I'm afraid Shadow won't be able to follow you......"

"No, you'll be fine!" Fang Ling hurriedly said.