Although Zhuang Fangliang no longer had any combat power now, the man still broke out in a cold sweat because of his eyes.

I was so scared because of a waste person, how could a man admit it.

"Why don't you just get rid of this old man?"

Another scolded, "Are you crazy? I think you want to be dealt with by the village chief. ”

Luo Jian clearly ordered them to take good care of Zhuang Fangliang, if Zhuang Fangliang really died at their hands, with Luo Jian's viciousness, how could they let them go.

The man said unwillingly: "When the time comes, just say that this old man is old and sick and dies." ”

"Give me back my daughter."

Zhuang Fangliang, who was covered in blood, was lying on the ground at this time, like a tiger staring at its prey, ready to hunt at any time.

The man was completely annoyed, grabbed Zhuang Fangliang's head and smashed it to the ground, and now Zhuang Fangliang, who was old and weak, could not resist.

Even though Zhuang Fangliang had been vomiting blood constantly, the man still relented and kicked Zhuang Fangliang who was curled up with his body hard.

The man roared, "Look at me like that again!" Who do you think you are, look again and gouge out your eyes! ”

The village itself is home to many people who have committed serious crimes and are hiding here, and these people have no conscience to speak of.

Bullying the weak and fearing the hard, the fist only dares to swing at the weaker.

Weak people always like to gain poor self-confidence by bullying weaker people, as if they want to prove that they are not the worst.

Another guard looked at Zhuang Fangliang, who was covered in blood and fell to the ground, and said, "If you don't care about him like this, he will die." ”

"It's all been beaten like this, so you're worried? I don't know how many people are carried out here every day. ”

The man spat on the ground, opened the door and said, "That guy just knocked his head and fell to the ground, you understand?" ”

In fact, the other guard didn't care about Zhuang Fangliang's life and death, but he didn't want to be taught a lesson by the village chief because of him.

The people who are imprisoned here are, to them, good-for-nothing garbage.

The man patted the dust on his body, smiled and said, "But these old people's children are still useful, aren't they?" In order to save his parents, he was busy making ecstasy day and night, and he didn't even know that he was poisoned. ”

Luo Jian, the village chief, detained the parents of the men on the pretext of taking them to the doctor.

Then let their parents eat the ecstasy they made themselves, resulting in a nightmare all day long, and with guards, they naturally have no ability to escape from this place.

The man stretched and said, "As long as the village chief can make a deal with the young sect leader this time, we can leave this impoverished and broken place." ”

After the man finished speaking, he didn't hear the response of the fellow guards, only a "thump".

When he turned around, he found that the other party had fallen to the ground, and just when he was still confused, Bai Xiuping, who was wearing a holy fire mask, suddenly appeared behind him.

A knife struck him in the back of the head, and the man fell to the ground.

Seeing the old people being detained everywhere, Bai Xiuping was furious: "It's not enough to set up an underground casino at the foot of the hillside, but even lock up the old people and eat them for them." ”

But now is not the time to get these people out, these people are discouraged and completely incapacitated.

It is impossible for him to lead them on his own, and it will only cause more commotion.

Now I haven't found a place to make ecstasy, so it's not appropriate to startle the snake.

"Autumn, Autumn Clouds......"

Bai Xiuping, who was about to leave, heard someone shouting Zhuang Qiuyun's name, could it be his father Zhuang Fangliang?

Bai Xiuping walked in the direction of the sound and saw the old man who was covered in bruises and dying.

Although the other party is weak and looks more haggard than the portrait he saw in the Ming Library, it can be seen that it is Zhuang Fangliang, the direct guard captain of the former Guangming Palace.

It's just that the other party's condition is not optimistic now, not only the muscles and veins are seriously damaged, but the injuries are also very serious, especially the brain is blocked by congestion.

If he goes on like this, he will surely die.

"I have a request."

Zhuang Fangliang suddenly regained his senses and said.

Bai Xiuping was a little surprised, but soon understood that this was a return to the light.

Zhuang Fangliang seemed to use his last strength and said, "Don't let anyone know that I'm dead." ”

After saying this, Zhuang Fangliang's hand that was originally holding Bai Xiuping was powerless to let go.

Before a person dies, he does not ask others to save him, nor does he avenge him, but conceals the news of his death for him.

Who will care about Zhuang Fangliang?

Now there is only his daughter in the world, Zhuang Qiuyun.

And Zhuang Fangliang, who is bent on death, the only thing he can't give up is his daughter.

Thinking of the figure who endured his fear and asked himself to take the initiative to hug her, I couldn't help but sigh that the father and daughter were exactly the same in terms of stupidity.

Zhuang Fangliang's blood was churning, it was already half a foot in the coffin, if Bai Xiuping wanted to save him, there was only one way with a very low probability but extremely high danger.

"Push the palace through the acupoints!"

Bai Xiuping needed to use his own internal strength to open up Zhuang Fangliang's second vein, so that his muscles and veins were smooth, and the churning qi and blood could be evacuated.

But if it accidentally triggers Zhuang Fangliang's original internal strength......

Thinking of this, Bai Xiuping couldn't help but shed a cold sweat, but if it dragged on any longer, Zhuang Fangliang would definitely die, and the situation did not allow Bai Xiuping to hesitate any longer.

At this point, only by giving it a go can we win a glimmer of life.

Bai Xiuping condensed his internal strength, and waved his hands and slapped Zhuang Fangliang's back.

All the exercises of the Demon Sect were derived and developed from the Heavenly Demon Sacred Skill, as long as Zhuang Fangliang had not cultivated decent internal strength, Bai Xiuping would have a chance to save him.

The Heavenly Demon Holy Skill, which was close to Dacheng, combined with the deep internal force, was poured into Zhuang Fangliang's body at the same time.

What Bai Xiuping didn't expect was that Zhuang Fangliang actually began to absorb his own internal force.

It turned out that Zhuang Fangliang's dantian had not been destroyed, but the internal force had dried up, but now it was the dantian power in his body that was running again.

Now it has become a competition between the size of Zhuang Fangliang's dantian and Bai Xiuping's deep internal strength.

Zhuang Fangliang absorbed a large amount of Bai Xiuping's internal force, in case Bai Xiuping's internal force could not fill Zhuang Fangliang's dantian, Bai Xiuping, whose internal force was completely scattered, would also be a dead end.

Once the internal force can be transmitted, it cannot be stopped halfway, otherwise the collision of the two internal forces will only cause both sides to explode and die.

The only thing I can do now is to pour all my strength into myself until the last moment.

Forty percent, sixty percent, seventy percent, a large amount of internal force was injected into Zhuang Fangliang's body, but Zhuang Fangliang's dantian had no intention of stopping.

Bai Xiuping's face continued to sweat, his eyes froze, he couldn't care so much, and injected more than ninety percent of the internal force into Zhuang Fangliang's body.

"Kala, kala."

Zhuang Fangliang let out a muffled sound, and with the flow of qi and blood around his body, the bones of his body made a strange sound.

The originally weak body has now turned into a tall and strong body, exuding powerful internal force.

This posture is the true appearance of the captain of the former Guangming Palace's direct escort team, to be precise, Zhuang Fangliang at this time has surpassed the past and reached an extraordinary realm.

Bai Xiuping, who was tired and paralyzed on the ground, gasped for breath, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and the original deep internal force was now consumed very little.

If Zhuang Fangliang's dantian capacity is slightly larger, Bai Xiuping, who has been sucked dry of internal force, is estimated to not be able to live.

It was really dangerous just now, but fortunately, I have done good deeds for many years, and there are often women who pray for their blessings, so they are fine.

Zhuang Fangliang obviously didn't expect that he could be rescued, and said with a puzzled face: "My lord, may I ask who you are?" ”

Bai Xiuping really didn't have the strength to explain, so he waved his hand and said, "First, let me rest first." ”

Although he didn't know exactly what was going on, he knew that with the situation he had just had, it would be extremely difficult and dangerous to save him.

Zhuang Fangliang felt the changes in his body, and knew that the other party was obviously desperate to save himself.

He didn't rush to ask, but sat down and said slowly: "Actually, I don't care what happens to me......"