Chapter 239: Immortality

Huo Conghan spat out two more mouthfuls of blood, and Long Zhan hurried over. Huo Conghan grabbed his hand, his eyes were real, and urged: "Hurry up!" Long Zhan was moved in his heart: she still cares about me now, how can I leave her.

Turning her head to look at the other side, Meng Wanlin was already a little overwhelmed, the sword of the black-clothed leader was getting faster and faster, and more and more ruthless, Meng Wanlin was cut several times, and if she continued like this, she would also die.

"What now? Did he run away alone, or did he slip away with Huo Conghan first? But Meng Wanlin didn't feel sorry for me, how could I leave her. Long Zhan's brows were twisted together, like two wrinkled towels.

At the same time, a huge sense of powerlessness swept through his whole body, just like when he saw his sister being forced out of the intensive care room by several doctors because he had no money.

It was the most frightening, painful, and darkest moment of his life. Weakness, making him almost unrecognizable.

Huo Conghan saw that Long Zhan was motionless, let go of Long Zhan's hand, and began to push him hard,

"Let's go, it's too late if you don't leave. Go to my daddy, and my daddy will protect you. Long Zhan looked at the girl with almost no blood on her face in his arms, and tears flowed down her eyes.

is not only to Huo Conghan, but also to his sister. He wiped away the tears from his face and said firmly: "I won't go, I'm going to go, let's go together." I'll take you away and never let anything happen to you. Huo Conghan was moved in his heart, but he was even more anxious.

Long Zhan didn't care about her, he picked her up directly, and then walked quickly to the other side. The black-clothed leader and Meng Wanlin were still fighting, and the two of them slashed with their swords, slashing straight ahead.

It's just obvious that the power of the black-clothed leader has the upper hand, and Meng Wanlin is losing and retreating.

Meng Wanlin held the sword in her hand, dragging it away, wanting to remove the sword momentum of the black-clothed leader, but the black-clothed leader was like a python, entangled her with a sword, and didn't give her any chance at all.

Suddenly, the black-clothed leader twisted his wrist, and the sword in Meng Wanlin's hand was knocked out in one fell swoop. Without waiting for Meng Wanlin to retreat, the black-clothed leader stepped forward and slashed at Meng Wanlin's arms and waist and abdomen, and two blood lines immediately flowed out.

Meng Wanlin retreated in embarrassment, her body turned straight back, and with a heel fight, she picked up a sword from the ground again, and prepared to face the enemy.

At the same time, he looked sideways with bright eyes, not knowing if Long Zhan had escaped. The black-clothed leader didn't hesitate too much, tiptoed a little, flew up, and then slashed a powerful move.

Meng Wanlin raised her sword to parry, but the sword in her hand shattered as soon as she touched it. The sword of the black-clothed leader slashed directly into her shoulder, and the blood flowed non-stop.

Meng Wanlin was cut down to a corner, the black-clothed leader continued to raise his sword to stab, and seeing that he was about to stab Meng Wanlin to death with a sword, Long Zhan happened to rush to the bridge, and when he saw this scene in front of him, he hurriedly shouted: "Wait!" The black-clothed leader was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly put the sword on Meng Wanlin's neck and turned his head to look.

Long Zhan walked quickly over there,

"You let her go, and I'll make a deal with you." The black-clothed leader said, "It's already dying, is it necessary?" "The dragon battle stopped before him was three feet,

"Do you know who I am?" The black-clothed leader looked at him contemptuously, "What? Are you going to bluff people with your identity as the third young master? Long Zhan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he recognized his identity, and said, "I have been expelled from the family tree by the Long family, and I no longer have the identity of a young master." However, I used to be a young master, you should know what this means? The black-clothed leader said, "If you have something to say, I don't have time to go around in circles with you." With the force on his hand, he had already cut a cut in Meng Wanlin's neck.

"Stop!" Long Zhan was shocked, hurriedly stopped, and then immediately said: "I used to be the third young master, my grandfather was the patriarch of the Luochen family, and I was cultivated by my grandfather as the future head of the Long family since I was a child. He invested a lot in me, including those immortal sects. You spare them, and I'll give you the exercises. The black-clothed leader was originally uninterested, but when he heard that there was an immortal gate exercise, his eyes immediately lit up, and he asked urgently: "You really have the immortal gate exercise?" Long Zhan nodded, and then pointed at Meng Wanlin and said: "You should know her identity, she is my wife, the eldest lady of the Meng family, she has never practiced before, but since she followed me, how long has passed, and her realm has climbed to the realm of fire spirit." Entering the country so quickly, aren't you curious? The black-clothed leader looked at Meng Wanlin, pondered for a moment, and then looked at Long Zhan,

"You gave her the exercises?" Long Zhan nodded,

"As long as you let them go, I can also give you the exercises. You should be from a certain sect, you must not be a first-class sect, can you mix with the second-rate? Hmph, as long as you learn the exercises I gave, I can't guarantee anything else, but over time, there will be no problem in becoming a first-class sect in this world. The black-clothed leader was moved, but said: "I heard that those immortal sects do not allow the immortal sect to be passed on, even if you give it to us, how dare we practice?" Long Zhan said: "What I gave you were all given to the Long family by those immortal sects, since they are willing to give us the Long family, they are not afraid of spreading." Because no matter how well we practice, compared to the real supernatural powers of those immortal sects, it is still not worth mentioning. So, they don't care if you practice or not, they can't threaten them anyway. He pointed at Meng Wanlin and said, "You see that she has practiced, if I am afraid, how can I pass it on to her." The black-clad leader felt that it made sense, but he hadn't made up his mind yet.

Long Zhan continued: "I have no grievances with you, you must have been ordered by others to kill me. Hmph, don't you feel ashamed that the dignified sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes have become eagle dogs under the hands of others? The black-clad leader looked fierce.

Long Zhan was not afraid, and still said to himself: "They dare to let you come out to assassinate today, and tomorrow they dare to let you do some unseemly deeds." You disciples, walking outside, can you hold your chest high and look up at people? When people ask you which sect you belong to, can you confidently report your family? Rape and plunder, murder and arson, this is what you want to do? The black-clothed leader looked pained, and his face under the mask was distorted and hideous,

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves." Long Zhan snorted coldly: "Everyone will say that people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves, just ask, are people really involuntarily in the rivers and lakes?" I think it's just an excuse for you cowards. You don't want to forge ahead, you don't dare to resist, you blindly compromise and seek perfection, and let others drive slaves. Isn't it just that I can't help myself? The black-clothed leader looked lonely and uneasy.

Long Zhan continued: "But if you dare to resist, dare to fight, and put on a posture of either you die or I die, those people still dare to bully you? The lone wolf is deep in the wilderness, so it doesn't have to be like a dog's food scraps, and suffer from all the white eyes; Goshawks soar for nine days, so they don't need to learn how to parrot their tongues for people to play with. Tigers haunt mountain streams, so there's no need to uh...... Well...... You know. Meng Wanlin's eyes were burning, and her gaze at Long Zhan was a little stunned.

Huo Conghan closed his eyes, but he still felt that the words in his ears were sonorous and powerful. The black-clothed leader put down the sword in his hand and snorted coldly: "Obviously you are in my hands, why are you still preaching me." Have you forgotten who is in control of the situation right now? Long Zhan said: "At least not you." Seeing that the black-clothed leader was about to raise his sword again, he hurriedly said, "It's not me either." Now it's the people behind it who are in control of the situation. He plays with our lives and with your dignity. You and I are pawns in his hands, and neither of us is in control of the situation. The black-clad leader snorted,

"At least, I won't die tonight." Long Zhan shook his head and said, "The disciples you brought with you have died so many tonight, guess what the people in your sect will think of you after you go back?" The black-clothed leader said, "If I kill you, I will make a meritorious service." Long Zhan shook his head,

"If you make a meritorious service, the people behind you will praise you. But the people in your sect, your senior brothers, your apprentices, will they think that you have made meritorious contributions? They will think that you have taken the lives of other people in the sect to curry favor with an outsider. So what will they think of you? What do they think you are? What will they do to you in the future? The black-clothed leader gritted his teeth, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

Long Zhan saw that he was almost there, and he could give a solution, so he said, "But what if you brought back a practice from me today?" One can make your sect one of the best in the world, what do you say your brothers and apprentices will think of you? They will think that you are very capable, and they will worship you as a figure like the founder of the mountain. Because even if the ancestor of your sect is reborn in the world, I am afraid that he will not be able to do that. And you did. Will they treat you like a second ancestor? In the future, will you be allowed to open a single page in the genealogy of your sect? In the future, the disciples of your sect will all know that there is such a senior in the sect, who single-handedly brought the entire sect to its current glorious status. Will they adore you so much? Next to the patriarch's rank, and then put your tablet on it? The black-clothed leader thought for a while, and his heart felt like a cat scratching.

Long Zhan said in his heart: "This is not good? Looks like it's going to take a lot of medicine. Long Zhan said: "In addition, there is a high-level exercise among those exercises, once you comprehend the mysteries, it is not impossible to cultivate into a golden pill and become an immortal." I heard that only those who have formed a golden pill can live forever and enjoy eternal life. Immortality...... You don't have to age, you don't have to be afraid of illness, you will always be young, and you will be in the same place as the sky, tsk......tt" Long Zhan said as he noticed the changes in the black-clothed leader.

The black-clothed leader listened to it with a swaying heart, as if he was completing those pictures in his mind, and his eyes were much gentler.

Long Zhan wanted to say more, but seeing that Huo Conghan was getting weaker and weaker, she was only afraid that she would lose too much blood and die if she continued like this.

Hurriedly said: "If you don't want to live forever and want to continue to be a dog, you can kill us with a sword." The black-clothed leader hesitated, but still couldn't resist the temptation,

"I'll believe you once, you'd better not play tricks, or I'll make your death a hundred times more painful than it is now." Long Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at Huo Conghan in his arms, his brows furrowed again.