"Xiao Fan, are you willing...... Are you willing to avenge Uncle Nine?"

The dying Uncle Nine asked with difficulty.

"......" Tang Xuan.

Avenge?

Tang Lu was very reluctant to recall the "vampire" just now.

What kind of existence is that?

In this life, in this life, in this life, in

Or "it"......

Fortunately, Uncle Nine didn't mean that, and he also didn't want to recall the "vampire".

"Liao Dayi, who betrayed me...... Although he died, the white blind man and the descendants of the Bai family ...... Are they still alive?" Uncle Nine asked intermittently.

He ran out of the cell one step ahead of him, not seeing what was happening behind.

Tang Wei nodded.

But he wasn't sure if the terrifying "vampire" had killed the blind man and Xiaobai after he left.

"That descendant of the Bai family, just ...... Forget it, it is better to settle the grievances, when will the grievances be retribution?" Uncle Nine showed his generosity, and then said fiercely:

"But...... But if the white blind man is still alive, Xiao Fan, you ...... Will you avenge me for killing him?"

Tang was stunned.

Should I avenge Uncle Nine?

He didn't know whether the ninth uncle in front of him was a good guy or a bad guy.

Will there be good people in a gangster club like Longmen?

But Uncle Nine was obviously planted in his own hands this time, and he was cheated by his own "friends" in Yunlong Hall. In any case, that white blind man colluding with outsiders to take advantage of others' danger is definitely not a good thing!

Seeing the expectation in Uncle Jiu's eyes again, Tang Lu was a little soft-hearted:

"After all, this is the last wish of an elderly man before he dies, and he has no children to send him to his death......"

Tang Lu nodded slowly and agreed.

"Okay!" Uncle Nine finally showed a hint of relief on his face, and said with difficulty:

"I ...... I, Chen Jiu, really didn't see the wrong person! Although you have always refused to call me Dad, then ...... That doesn't matter. Will you avenge me, I'll ...... I'm grateful......

Now that I, Chen Jiu, am dying, I don't have anything to give you...... If you come here, Uncle Nine will ...... I'm going to pass on all my life's work to you......"

？？？

Tang Yi was stunned.

Of course, he knows what it means to "pass on a lifetime's work."

Just now, Uncle Nine hit the wall of the cell with four "opening palms" one after another, and its power was so great that everyone present could see it. Even if Uncle Nine is old and his body is not as good as that of young people like himself and Xiaobai, his cultivation of this skill should not be underestimated.

So in real life, is there really such a thing as "internal force" in martial arts novels?

Maybe it's true, otherwise how to explain the once popular qigong?

Although Tang Lu had not experienced that era, he had also heard of the feat of the whole people wearing iron pots, claiming that they could use the iron pot as an "information pot" to receive the energy of the universe and realize the feat of heaven and man induction.

Now, the dying Ninth Uncle has decided to pass on his full body strength to himself.

This is a standard martial arts novel routine, and it seems that it is still not exempt from vulgarity.

Tang Lu was a little moved.

I've finally had an adventure!

In vain, he was imprisoned in a detention center twice.

But although Uncle Nine said that he would give it, he still had to pretend to postpone it, which is a traditional virtue.

It's like the elders giving out New Year's money during the Chinese New Year, and the children say no, but the body is very honest - directly pull open the pockets of their clothes and step forward.

"Uncle Nine, don't think nonsense, you'll be fine!" Tang Lu was very sad, but his people had already squatted down beside Uncle Nine.

"What's the nonsense?" Uncle Nine said with difficulty, and the blood from the wound continued to gush out.

"That'...... Then thank you, Uncle Nine...... Don't worry, I will avenge you!" Tang said.

Uncle Nine tried to sit up straight, crossed his legs, asked Tang Lu to sit cross-legged with him face to face, and then grabbed Tang Yan's hands with his own hands.

The hands of the two were interlocked.

"......" Tang Xuan.

Why do you feel a little embarrassed when you encounter the plot of your dreams?

"You...... Just relax...... Don't have any distractions in your heart, right...... That's it...... Relaxing......"

Tang Lu relaxed his whole body according to Uncle Jiu's instructions, and then felt a cloud of heat grow in his palm.

The heat came from Uncle Nine's palm, and it gradually got hotter and hotter.

"Xiao Fan, you...... You still won't call me Daddy?" Uncle Nine suddenly said again, his voice a little desolate.

"......" Tang Xuan.

In front of him is a man who is about to die, and he still wants to pass on his life's skills to himself before he dies.

In any case, this ninth uncle is really good to himself.

"Daddy!"

Tang Yi finally shouted out the title.

Uncle Jiu's face suddenly showed a hint of relief, and a smile appeared

- The corners of his mouth on either side of him were raised, revealing two rows of burnt teeth above and below, and he was clearly smiling happily.

But Tang Wei had an inexplicable feeling:

Uncle Nine's smile seems a little scary, right?

Hearing yourself call him Daddy, as for smiling like this?

Before Tang Yi could think about it, he felt that his two palms were getting hotter and hotter, and the palms of the ninth uncle that were tightly held seemed to have turned into two red-hot soldering irons.

Immediately after, the strength of his whole body seemed to be dissipating outward, flowing through his two arms, little by little, to his palm.

There was a wound on his palm—a wound cut by Xiaobai's blade.

Then the power that flowed into his palm was diffused through the wound in his palm.

Then, it seems that it all passed into the palm of Uncle Nine?

？？？

What's the situation?

Tang Lu was a little confused, and felt that something didn't seem right.

Looking at Uncle Nine on the other side, there was a red tide on his cheeks, which were already so pale that there was no trace of blood.

Uncle Nine still maintained his somewhat terrifying smile, his eyes were full of excitement, and then he said:

"Son, there is really no way, Dad's injury is too serious, I have to borrow your essence and blood to heal my wounds, otherwise I will definitely not survive this level.

And you, being able to save your father's life with the essence and blood of your whole body are worth it, and you have not lived in vain in this life......

But don't worry, when Uncle Nine heals his injuries and recovers, he will definitely gather his brothers to cut off the head of the white blind man and take other people's heads to pay tribute to your soul in the sky!"

？？？

！！！

Uncle Nine didn't want to pass on his life's skills to himself, but to suck away his essence and blood to heal him?

So what Uncle Nine is doing now is actually a kung fu similar to the Northern Shengong, Huagong Dafa and Star Absorbing Dafa in the novel, to suck the essence and blood of his body?

What kind of weird plot is this?

Don't play cards according to the routine at all!

Tang Lu hurriedly resisted, but his hands had been tightly clasped by Uncle Jiu, and there was an extremely strong stickiness, which made him completely unable to break free!

He opened his mouth to call for help, but he couldn't scream anymore.

And the power in the body continued to flow out of the wound in the palm of the palm little by little, and passed to the palm of the ninth uncle......

“& amp; amp;#￥@%！”

A series of swear words came out of Tang Lu's heart, greeting the ancestors of the Ninth Uncle.

But what's the use?

He could only watch as his strength was sucked away by Uncle Nine.

And Uncle Jiu's face on the other side became more and more ruddy, and his smile became more and more happy.

Tang Yi completely collapsed!

It turns out that martial arts novels are all lies!

The so-called rivers and lakes are actually underworlds.

And the people in the underworld, of course, will only be worse and more ruthless than ordinary people!

It's a pity that the price of understanding this truth is actually my own life - my second life.

Tang Lu was desperate.

You can only sit and wait.

Who knew that at this time, a dazzling cold light suddenly flashed in front of him.

That's a sword!

Volleys are flying like lightning!

The blade of the sword plunged directly into Uncle Jiu's chest, piercing his body.

"......" Uncle Nine.

He looked at the sword on his chest, and then at Tang Lu on the other side, his face was incredulous.

"You...... I...... He ......" Uncle Nine said three words intermittently, and then let go of Tang Lu's hands, and the whole person slowly collapsed to the ground.

A large amount of blood flowed from his sword-piercing wound.

As Uncle Nine let go, Tang Lu immediately regained his freedom.

He also collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

Up and down his body, he couldn't exert any more strength, and he was obviously sucked away by Uncle Jiu.

But no matter what, I survived after all......

Tang Lu tried to calm the panic in his heart, and then looked at the long sword that pierced Uncle Jiu's chest.

He actually knew the sword.

——It's the sword of the descendant of the Bai family!

Then, a young man slowly stepped into this alley and came all the way to Tang Lu's side.

White clothes, white pants, white shoes, and a white cloth belt tied to his forehead.

Sure enough, it's Xiaobai.

"'Opening the Mountain Palm' and 'Turning Blood Gong' are Chen Jiu's two stunts. Before my dad died, he was sucked away by his 'blood transformation skill'. ”