"It's a big loss!"

As he struggled out of the villa, Ren Wuxian glanced at the fierce flames.

No amount of emergency firefighting could extinguish the fire immediately.

The value and decoration of the villa are secondary, and the various equipment and other things placed in their villa are very valuable, which even includes his "Flying Tiger III" aircraft worth two million.

Ren Wuxian had the heart to save some losses, but looking at the blood holes on his body and Ren Anran who dragged out, he finally felt that it was good to be alive.

They are not facing ordinary people, but a sixth sequence master who has lost his mind in his twilight years.

This is the object that can be directly suppressed at the moment in any life, but for them, this is the mountain that they are difficult to climb at the moment.

Being in the same room with this kind of crazy person can still escape, Ren Wuxiao thinks that this is the ancestor burning high incense.

When he and Zhang Xuezhou used to call each other humble, there was no shortage of brothers, but now he really wants to be brothers.

Anyone who has experienced the tribulation of life and death, there is indeed little estrangement between each other, and even extreme trust in each other.

When Ren Wuxian staggered out of the door, he still had a lot of chaotic content in his head, and it wasn't until Zhang Xuezhou shouted that he sped up two steps.

"Excluding the interruption caused by sudden sleep, I can also perform surgery on your sister three times to keep her from headaches within six minutes," Zhang Xuezhou said, "You can see if you call the medical team to come, or we will send you to the hospital, or cut off your sister's ear!"

"You're obviously cutting out my ears!"

Zhang Xuezhou made three suggestions, but the first two suggestions were more like talking.

No medical team can get here in six minutes, and they can't get to any medical point in six minutes.

If you want to reduce the impact of Ren Anran's pain, cutting the flesh and detoxifying it is the simplest and most effective means.

With contemporary medical technology, the ear can be re-grafted if the ear is cut off, and the artificial prosthetic ear can be replaced if the ear is broken, and there is even a medical donation to match the real ear replacement, except for the nervous system and blood vessels, etc., which are at least acceptable in appearance.

But Ren Wuxiao is very aware of the consequences of a direct sword cut.

It's not a matter of one ear, but at least three ears are involved.

As long as Ren Anran regains his senses, Ren Wuxian is very sure that he will also lose his ears if he is ruthless.

"I'm not so obvious, but you need to make a decision as soon as possible if you want to save your life!"

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at Ren Wuxian.

According to Ren Anran's forgetfulness characteristics, in case he forgot about Wang Jiangtao's injection of secret medicine, only knowing that Ren Wuxian cut off her ear, Zhang Xuezhou felt that it would be a disastrous result.

Accordingly, he had a bad idea, but he didn't want to get involved in it at all.

Dragged Ren Anran, who was struggling from time to time, more than ten meters away from the villa, Zhang Xuezhou raised two fingers, which made Ren Wuxian have a toothache.

"Sister, it's not that my brother is ruthless, my brother is saving your life!"

Looking at a few passers-by in the villa area screaming in panic, Ren Wuxian felt that he needed to do it as soon as possible, so as not to be seen as a misunderstanding that would have a bad effect.

He gestured with the sword, then pressed the mechanism, and the sword, which could be used as a crutch, was suddenly restored to its normal size.

Ren Wuxian finally chattered twice, and made a slight gesture with his sword.

"Don't worry, in addition to relieving pain, Taihalal can also stop bleeding, and will not let her bleed to death," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"That's what I said!"

The hole in his chest that was pierced was suppressed by the Tai Halal Technique, allowing him to survive, Ren Wuxian believed in the power of the Tai Halal Technique, but it was difficult for him to determine his fate.

"Damn Wang Jiangtao!"

If you want to find an object to blame, Ren Wuxiao feels that Wang Jiangtao, who induced this unwarranted disaster, is the first to bear the brunt.

In the past, the masters of the sequence who fell into the twilight years were all fooling around within their own areas, and they had the behavior of running hundreds of miles away.

Not to mention that they didn't know about Wang Jiangtao's abnormal incident, even if they knew, they rarely had the heart to take precautions, and they lacked the ability to take precautions.

In this matter

At most, some of the top sequencers are on a special mission.

For example, his dad is any life.

Ren Wuxian took three breaths in a row with his sword, and he was just about to cut down, when he saw a black car driving into the door of Ren's house not far away, honking its horn wildly at him.

"Ren Shao, your house is on fire!"

The window rolled down, Zuo Teng's head came out of it, and then he pushed open the door and shouted.

"Don't scream, I know my house is on fire!"

Ren Wuxiao hesitated in his heart, and was even more disturbed by Zuo Teng's inexplicable drilling.

He wanted to cut off Ren Anran's ears quickly, in addition to encountering the inevitable trouble of his sister, Ren Wuxian also had a glimmer of hope, he hoped to see the moment when Zhang Xuezhou's halal art was difficult to continue.

Even if it is a second of delay, he is willing to believe in the miracle that a second can make.

In the spiritual world, the passage of time they perceive is completely different from the outside world, and a moment for them is likely to be an hour or even longer for Ren Anran.

This is the effect of the secret medicine that Ren Wuxian has personally experienced, and he has always hoped that his sister will take the initiative to get out of the current predicament.

Looking at Ren Anran's struggling body, and watching Zuo Teng running from the car, Ren Wuxian only felt a little more irritable in his heart for no reason.

"What are you doing?" Ren Wuxian held his sword and said unhappily.

"I...... I'm here to give a gift," Zuo Teng responded, "Sister An Ran, what's wrong? Choked on toxic smoke? Hurry up and send it to the hospital, or pour some water, it's better than dragging your body like this!"

"Watering it?"

Zuo Teng's blind suggestion that he didn't understand the situation reminded Ren Wuxian of an important thing.

His impact was inseparable from Zhang Xuezhou's Taiqing technique, but it was even more inseparable from the call of any life, not only the tears of any life, but also the slap and slap of any life, which finally pulled him back from death.

Instead of cutting off his ears, Ren Wuxian felt that he could try these "soil methods" first, and if the "soil methods" didn't work, he would be ruthless in the last few seconds.

He counted the remaining time of Zhang Xuezhou's Halal Technique, and then commanded Zuo Teng.

"Hurry up over there and pull the little hose for our watering!"

"Oh oh oh!"

Zuo Teng nodded, he was just about to wave his hand to let Zuo Yi do this kind of thing, but after thinking about it, he ran out in person.

Small water pipes are difficult to extinguish the fire in the villa, and the sound of fire rescue from a distance does not need a small water pipe like theirs.

Ren Wuxiao reached out to take the water pipe, and motioned to Zuo Teng to open the valve.

When the water gushed out, Ren Wuxian took the water and dipped it in his eyes, and then pounced on Ren Anran's side.

"Sister~"

Ren Wuxian howled, and wiped the water from the corner of his eyes onto Ren Anran's lips.

He looked at Ren Anran's fair face, and then slapped over.

"My sister~"

Accompanied by slaps, but also accompanied by Ren Wuxian's howl.

"He...... Is he crazy?"

Zuo Teng looked at Ren Wuxian, who was behaving extremely abnormally, and then looked at Zhang Xuezhou, who was a little panting.

When he asked Zhang Xuezhou in a low voice, he then saw a large area of blood on Zhang Xuezhou's body, and Ren Anran's repeated struggles, and he even paid attention to the marks on Ren Wuxian's chest that were almost pierced.

"Isn't it ......?"

He was a smart man and knew a wide range of information.

Excluding the three of them stabbing each other with swords, Zuo Teng didn't have much left to guess the direction.

He quickly flipped out the visualizer, and then flipped to the "Back Garden of the Second Ancestors" chat group.

Zhou Tianhao: Big news, the Wang family is said to have a problem at 4:32 in the morning, the Supreme Council has quickly voted to pass, and will be sniped at the appropriate time, and the whereabouts of that person are being tracked down at the moment.

After flipping through several exchanges of information, Zuo Teng then turned to what he needed.

He glanced at the frantically burning villa and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.