got two heavy treasures one after another, but Qin Han's mood was not good.

In his heart, no treasure can compare to the life of his brother.

But when he came to the whirlpool and saw the condition of the little fat man, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

At this time, the little fat man has completely disappeared below the skull, and only the skull has been preserved because it is wrapped in the Yin and Yang Taiji diagram.

But at this moment, the little fat man's head was also miserable, with skin and flesh everywhere and blood stains.

The most important thing is that the little fat man has no reaction at all, and the look in his eyes has completely disappeared.

This is not the end, there is a black light in the empty eyes of the little fat man, as if the demon king has descended, and it looks extremely terrifying.

"Fatty! Fatso! Wake up!"

Qin Han called anxiously, but the little fat man still didn't react.

Qin Han's heart suddenly burst out: "Fat man...... It's not going to be gone, is it? But the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram is still there, which means that the fat man is still alive, and if he dies, this Yin-Yang Taiji diagram should dissipate."

While comforting himself, he cast a cultivation to lift the seal of the whirlpool.

"Fatty, wait for me, I'll take you out, hold on, I'll definitely cure you!"

His voice trembled, and so did his outstretched hand.

He was not afraid of fighting to the death with the burial sword, but he was sweating nervously at the moment.

But after all, Qin Han had experienced too many bloody battles of life and death, even if he was extremely nervous, he still gritted his teeth and lifted the seal of the Yin and Yang Taiji Diagram and took back the head of the little fat man.

The moment the Yin Yang Taiji Diagram was lifted, the sword qi accumulated in the whirlpool surged out and rushed directly towards the little fat man's head.

But Qin Han had already prepared, and immediately turned his cultivation to protect the little fat man's head, and then turned around and used his back to block the impact of the sword qi.

Because this sword qi had been accumulated for several days, the moment it erupted, the power was amazing, and even with Qin Han's strength, blood was spurted from the mouth of the impact.

But he didn't care, he just went all out to urge the power of creation to pour into the little fat man's head.

Soon, the wounds on the little fat man's skull began to recover, and even the flesh and blood began to regenerate, and his neck, chest and abdomen, internal organs, bones, and his body were quickly complete.

It's just that Qin Han's complexion is even more ugly, and the sweat on his body is getting more and more.

It's just because although the little fat man is recovering from his physical injuries, he has never woken up, and he hasn't even reacted at all, just like a ...... A corpse that has lost its soul!

"The fat man was not only injured by his body, but his soul was also almost wiped out by the sword qi, which is the reason why he couldn't wake up."

"But the power of creation can also repair the soul, why can't he wake up for a long time?"

At this moment, Qin Han thought of his senior brother Jiang Yuchen, and the sorrow in his heart surged out like a tide.

"If so...... If the fat man is the same as the elder brother, then I ......."

Thinking of this, he felt a heart-shattering sadness appear in his heart, almost suffocating him, and tears couldn't help but drip down.

The man has tears and does not flick, but he has not reached the sad place!

Watching his brother turn into a walking corpse in front of him, the sadness in his heart was indescribable.

But at this moment, his tears fell on the little fat man's forehead, and the little fat man's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Qin Han kept looking at the little fat man, and he naturally saw this scene clearly.

"Fatty, fatty, you're not dead, you're alive, it's great, it's great!"

He has always been calm and calm, and he was incoherent with excitement at this moment.

The little fat man seemed to hear his call and slowly opened his eyes.

The little fat man's eyes were still dark, but he spoke hoarsely.

"Cold ...... Brother Han, you ...... You're not dead, too...... It's so good......"

The little fat man didn't ask about his injury, and his first reaction when he woke up was to care about Qin Han.

But before he finished speaking, the black qi in his eyes suddenly boiled, and the little fat man snorted and his words were interrupted, and then he didn't move even though Qin Han called.

And the black qi in his eyes became thicker and thicker, and gradually revealed negative emotions such as cruelty, indifference, bloodthirstiness, and viciousness.

Seeing this look, Qin Han's heart trembled, because this look was too similar to the Burial Sword.

Sure enough, the next moment, the little fat man spoke again, but the tone and voice were already eight or nine points similar to the Burial Sword.

"Hey, hahaha! Little cub, Lao Tzu is back, I said you can't kill me, how about it? Now you go on!"

"I can't take you away, I'll take this little fat man first, you have crushed my strength, and even almost wiped out my consciousness, but this little fat man's soul was almost wiped out by the sword qi, I just took advantage of the weakness to enter and occupy his head."

"Now if you want to kill me, you have to destroy this little fat man's head first, which is equivalent to killing this little fat man with your own hands! And I'll tell you a secret, even if you destroy this little fat man's head, I won't die, and when the whirlpool of the burial sword and resentment converge, I will still appear!"

"How? Hopeless? Hahahaha!"

Qin Han's eyes were cracking, he never thought that the burial sword would come to such a hand, and now that the consciousness of the burial sword was integrated into the little fat man's head, he couldn't continue to shoot at all.

Qin Han's fists were clenched, and his nails pierced deep into the flesh, but he couldn't break out, he could only hold back his anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Get out of the fat man's body, I can spare you from dying!"

At this moment, it is no longer a question of whether he can kill the burial sword, but whether he can save the little fat man.

The consciousness of the burial sword took possession of the little fat man's body, and it was easy for him to kill the little fat man.

However, his conditions not only failed to make the burial sword tempting, but was seized by him on the weakness.

"It seems that you care about this little fat man very much, since this is the case, then you still dare to negotiate terms with Lao Tzu?"

"Now, as long as Lao Tzu's mind moves, the weak soul of this little fat man will disappear!"

The more he spoke, the more proud he became, and the hideousness and resentment in his voice were undisguised.

"Want to save him? OK! I can give you a chance!"

"As long as you take the initiative to open your heart and let me erase my consciousness and become my furnace, I naturally don't need this little fat man, and he will be able to live when the time comes!"

"How about trading your life for his?"

Speaking of this, Burial Sword stared at Qin Han deadly, waiting for his reply.

Qin Han was very angry, his fists clenched and his eyes were red, he wanted to kill the burial sword immediately, but he couldn't do it.

And the burial sword obviously didn't intend to give him time to hesitate, and at this time added another fire.

I saw that as soon as his wrist flipped, a small figure appeared in his palm.

The figure was only a foot tall, and his eyes were closed and extremely faint, and he was a miniature version of the little fat man.

This is the soul of the little fat man!

"What are you going to do?"

Qin Han roared angrily.

The palm of the burial sword was slightly forced, and the little fat man's soul trembled violently, and it instantly became a little fainter.

Qin Han roared again, and the Shura Blood Sword appeared in his hand, but he couldn't make a move.

The Burial Sword laughed wildly.

"I don't want to do anything, but my patience is limited, and if you don't agree to be my furnace within three breaths, then this little fat man will be gone!"

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