Chapter Twenty-Eight: Life and Death in the North (11)
Xu Jizhong smiled with relief and nodded: "Good boy." It's a pity that we didn't get to meet your mother. I hope she can be safe and sound and be able to arrive in Beiping smoothly. ”
Han Jinhu listened to the conversation between his father and son, and was obviously ready to die, so he said: "Young prince, do you really want to sacrifice the lives of your father and son for an outsider?"
Xu Jizhong said: "This kind of despicable behavior is not the act of a big husband, but it is contrary to morality. Jizhong is a dignified man, and he must not do such a despicable thing for the sake of being reluctant. ”
Han Jinhu was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "Since the young prince is so stubborn, don't blame Han for being ruthless." After that, he raised his voice and said, "Yuan Dao Chief!"
Yuan Zhengqian answered outside, pushed the door into the house, bowed his head to Han Jinhu and said, "What do you command?"
Han Jinhu returned to his seat and sat down, picked up the tea and said, "The young prince is obsessed, and there is a Taoist chief who persuades their father and son. But you are not allowed to mutilate their bodies, much less harm their lives. ”
"Poor Dao obeys. Yuan Zhengqian said, turned around and walked towards the Xu father and son.
When Xu Jizhong heard Han Jinhu's words, he already understood that he wanted this old Taoist to torture their father and son with vicious methods and force them to agree. Seeing that Yuan Zhengqian turned around and walked towards him, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull Xu Pu into his arms, and made up his mind in his heart: if he hurt his beloved son, he must protect him with his life.
As soon as Xu Jizhong took Xu Pu into his arms, he felt that his left shoulder was tapped, and he couldn't move anymore.
It was Yuan Zhengqian who clicked on the Yunmen acupoint on Xu Jizhong's left shoulder with a very fast move. After grabbing Xu Jizhong, he grabbed Xu Pu's left wrist with his hand, his fingers buckled on the inch ruler, and the internal force was revealed, Xu Pu only felt paralyzed, unable to move at all, and was dragged aside by Yuan Zhengqian.
Yuan Zhengqian pulled Xu Pu with one hand, and said to Xu Jizhong at the same time: "Young prince, Poor Dao knows that you have been on the battlefield for a long time and are a good man, even if you cut it with a thousand knives, I am afraid you will not frown." Therefore, the poor road had no choice but to start from the noble son. As the saying goes: father and son are connected, and mother and son are by nature. Seeing his own flesh and blood suffering, the young prince must not be happy. If the young prince really can't stand it, he just needs to nod, and the poor road will let the noble son go. ”
Xu Jizhong saw that Yuan Zhengqian dragged his beloved son away from his arms, and he already understood his plan, but he couldn't move by himself, and he was powerless to rescue him, so he could only stare at a pair of eyes and scold sharply: "Demon Dao! Let go of my child! What are you capable of, just greet Xu." What kind of hero is torturing an unarmed child!"
Yuan Zhengqian said: "The order of the master of the horse, the poor road does not dare to disobey." If the young prince can't bear to let his son be tortured, he just needs to nod. "After that, the secret luck internal strength slowly injected a true qi into Xu Pu's body.
At first, Xu Pu didn't feel anything, but he felt a slight heat in his internal organs. After a while, I felt a slight itch in my stomach, and then the pain and itching gradually intensified, and later, I felt as if there were countless poisonous insects crawling around in my stomach, gnawing at my internal organs as I crawled.
Xu Pu involuntarily let out a painful moan, his legs weakened, and he fell to his knees.
Xu Jizhong was shocked and shouted, "Pu'er!"
Xu Pu couldn't hold back his moans and struggled, "Daddy, I... I'm fine!"
Xu Jizhong said in a trembling voice: "Good boy, bear with me....... Bear with it and it's over. Then he raised his head and glared at Yuan Zhengqian: "Good demon! One day, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces!"
Yuan Zhengqian didn't answer, snorted coldly slightly, and accelerated the injection of true qi.
Xu Pu felt that the itching became more and more intense, and the scope gradually expanded. At first, it was a small lump in the abdomen, and then it seemed that his entire abdomen was crawling with poisonous insects. Xu Pu slumped to the ground and began to tremble uncontrollably, and cold sweat began to break out on his face and body.
Xu Pu still gritted his teeth and struggled, not letting himself let out a single moan, lest his father hear it and feel unbearable.
Yuan Zhengqian saw that Xu Pu couldn't hold back and didn't moan at all, and couldn't help but admire in his heart: Although this child is not very old, he has a bit of backbone.
Xu Jizhong saw that his beloved son's expression was becoming more and more painful, his heart was like cooking oil, he turned his head to look at Han Jinhu, and begged: "Han Yuma, he is still just a minor child, please let him go." ”
Han Jinhu sighed and said, "Young Prince, it is extremely easy to save Ling Gongzi, as long as you nod slightly, you can immediately relieve your beloved son's pain." ”
When Xu Jizhong heard him say this, he turned back to look at Xu Pu with a hesitant expression.
Han Jinhu saw that his expression was relaxed, and thought that he was going to agree, but he saw Xu Jizhong turn his head to the side and close his eyes. Seeing this, Han Jinhu glanced at Yuan Zhengqian and motioned for him to exert more force.
When Yuan Zhengqian saw this, he worked even harder to urge his true qi.
With this urging of his true qi, Xu Pu felt that the itching in his stomach began to reduce, however, the pain in his heart began to itch again, as if the worms in his stomach had crawled into his heart and began to eat his heart. Xu Pu only felt that the itching in his heart was rapidly increasing, and later, even his head had a painful itching feeling, as if there were insects crawling around in his head, constantly biting. Xu Pu involuntarily reached out and grabbed his face, wanting to reach into his head and catch the insects inside.
Although Xu Jizhong closed his eyes, the sound of Xu Pu's breathing continued to come into his ears. I could only hear Xu Pu's breathing getting heavier and heavier, and it was of different lengths and intermittent, obviously trying to endure the pain. Xu Jizhong couldn't listen to it, opened his eyes again, and looked at Xu Pu carefully, only to see him fall to the ground, trembling all over, grabbing one hand on his head, his face was full of cold sweat, in order to keep himself from making a sound, he tried his best to bite his lower lip, and he was biting blood.
Xu Ji was as loyal as a knife, and said secretly: As a seven-foot man, I saw my beloved son suffering in front of me, but I couldn't do anything, what face will I have to meet my wife Zhang in the future? After he dies, what face will I face my father Xu Da?
The more Xu Jizhong thought about it, the more he blamed himself, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he kept struggling secretly, wanting to break open the acupoint that was pointed and save his tortured son. However, although he knew a little about martial arts, he didn't know the slightest bit of internal strength, and only struggled desperately with a sense of righteousness. Gradually, I felt the anger gradually filling my chest, and the blood in my body began to boil, as if it was about to explode. In the end, Xu Jizhong struggled with all his might, and heard a bang in his ears, and a wave of anger rushed through his chest and into his brain. Xu Jizhong only felt that there was blood red in front of him, and with his hands propped up, he suddenly stood up from the seat.