In an instant, Yang Shuhu knew that the victory was certain.

Knock knock...

The sound of a pounding heartbeat is like a drum, and people can hear it clearly.

Whew...

The sound of rapid breathing made fear and despair rush in an instant.

Uncle Yang caught a glimpse of two figures out of the corner of his eyes, scurrying to the left and right respectively.

Buzzing!

The sword roared, and the blade slashed at his neck, pausing halfway through.

The sword was half a foot off, bang, and blood was flying.

Yang Shuhu and Yang Jicheng fell to the ground at the same time, and both of them were left with a deep sword mark on their shoulders.

The figure dispersed, and Fengshu's body could no longer support it.

He raised his sword and plunged it into the earth, holding the hilt of the sword himself so that he would not fall. He stood like this, unconscious.

Yang Zhongcheng saw that the two brothers fell to the ground and died, he shouted with grief and urgency, even though he suffered internal injuries, he also forcibly washed away the acupoint.

Yang Zhongcheng ran over, hugged Yang Shuhu and cried bitterly, "The third, the third, wake up, don't scare me!"

"Okay, okay, don't cry, they didn't die, they were just seriously injured!" Yang Boci checked Yang Jicheng's injuries and complained impatiently.

The big stone in Yang Zhongcheng's heart finally fell to the ground, he put Yang Shuhu on the ground, got up in a hurry, and went to check the condition of Fengshu.

He walked over to Fengshu and gently reached out to sniff.

Unexpectedly, Fengshu's body was touched by this little force, and he immediately fell down.

Yang Le turned around and hugged Fengshu, not letting him fall to the ground.

After Yang Boci treated his brother's wounds, he became very interested in this sword stuck in the ground.

What kind of magic power does this sword have? It can make Lu Yi so enchanted, no matter what means are used to get it.

What is the magic of this sword? It can turn defeat into victory, and turn danger into disaster in desperate situations.

Yang Boci walked over and reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, but at this moment, he understood what was going on.

His face was as dead as ashes, he lifted up, turned and flicked his hand back, and the blood-drinking sword flew back into its scabbard with steady accuracy.

Yang Boci's face was sweating, and he panted and said to himself: "It's okay, it's okay, my self-control is strong, otherwise it will be bad!"

While he was talking, he walked back to Helan Mountain with the severed Xuanling in his hand.

She saw Fengshu lying on the ground, covered in blood and tattered clothes, her eyes were tightly closed, her mouth was closed, and there was no anger between her mouth and nose, and it was already a corpse.

I also saw Yang Shuhu and Yang Jicheng lying on the ground, and it seemed that they were not lightly injured.

Looking at Yang Zhongcheng again, holding the wind book in his arms, there were still many bright tears in his eyes.

"I hurt you! If I hadn't been bent on returning to the world, you would still be alive and well in the Netherworld!" Xuan Ling burst into tears, but there was not a single tear in her eyes.

With a wave of her hand, Ice Cubes appeared, "Beasts, let's all die!"

A fist-sized ice cube burst out instantly, Yang Zhongcheng was on the side of his body, his left fist was struck, and the fist collided with the ice cube, and the ice cube was instantly shattered.

Yang Zhongcheng gently put the wind book on the ground, and asked angrily, "Little girl, what are you doing?"

Xuan Ling didn't answer, she sent three ice cubes in a row.

Yang Le didn't fight back, he just blocked her attack. After all, this puppet has a very close relationship with the dart master lying on the ground, and he doesn't want to hurt her.

Yang Boci made the medicine from the blanket and bandaged the wounds of the two brothers. He walked in front of Fengshu, probed his snort, and his breath was still unbroken, and then his pulse was still beating slowly.

"Don't fight, he's still saved!"

As soon as these words came out, Xuan Ling stopped instantly.

She ran in a hurry, and one did not pay attention, and her foot tripped over a stone. The whole person, the car rolled and fell to Fengshu's side.

Xuan Ling's eyes closed slightly as she looked at Feng Shu, thinking that she might never hear him again, and never see his face again, her heart hurt as if she had been cut by a knife and burned by fire.

"I'm sorry!

"What are you crying about, people haven't died yet!" Yang Boci squatted beside Fengshu and said without a word.

"Please save him, I can give you whatever you want?" Xuan Ling'er was too worried, and her words shot out like a cannon.

"Shut up and don't bother me to save people. ”

Xuan Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief, she dragged her broken body and walked towards the sword box.

"Go away, this is our dart!" Fengshu is about to take her life for this dart, even if she dies, she will protect it.

Yang Zhongcheng didn't mean to want darts, but he sat on the ground for a long time, a little resting his buttocks, and a little cold, so he sat down on the sword box to rest. Yang Le moved out of most of his position, clapped his hands, and asked her to come and sit.

Xuan Ling saw that the other party had no malicious intent, so she sat next to him.

Yang Zhongcheng bent his waist and picked up his hand, picking up the severed hand and severed finger that Xuan Ling threw on the ground before.

"Thank you," Xuan Ling said embarrassedly as she looked at the severed finger and severed hand in her arms.

"What's your name?What's his name?What is your relationship?Where are you going?" Xuan Ling was stunned, Yang Le was also stunned, the two looked at each other for a moment, and each other couldn't help but smile happily.

He is not a bad person, Xuan Ling has a little affection for the big man in front of him.

"His name is Fengshu, and my name is Xuanling. He's the big brother I recognize. Yang Boci carefully bandaged Fengshu's wounds, and Xuan Ling saw it in her eyes, and her heart was a little more relaxed.

"How did you meet?" Xuan Ling sighed, and told Yang Zhongcheng in detail how she went to the Netherworld, how she was rescued by Niu Fu, and how she became a brother and sister with Fengshu.

After hearing this, Yang Le laughed out loud, and couldn't help but praise: "He's really a hero!"

After saying this, Yang Zhongcheng's face sank and he stopped chatting.

He didn't know why he was so interested in such a stranger. In the haze, a strange emotion churned in Yang Le's heart.

After a while, Yang Boci finished medicating Fengshu.

"Thank you, doctor, my brother's injury is out of the way, right?"

"His meridians have long been damaged. In today's battle, he was forced to exercise again, which caused the qi and blood to collide and fainted. Yang Ci twisted his hands lightly and treated three people in a row, but he was tired.

Meridian damage!?Xuan Ling only knew that Fengshu had an old disease, and the full moon would be attacked by fire every month.

"Doctor, is there any way to cure this meridian injury?"

"I am not a shallow learner or a shallow learner, and I am not able to cure such diseases. Yang Boci frowned and replied quite unwillingly.

"So what should I do?"

Yang Boci looked at her anxious appearance, and couldn't bear to have any reservations, "There is no way to cure me, but I still have a way to alleviate it properly!"