This man... is truly amazing! Except for that girl, he seems to be moved by others.
As a demon...but he still has feelings...
But at this moment, the situation obviously could not allow him to express his emotions. When he saw Su Heting rushing down, he cooperated tacitly with his master and attacked from both sides.
You must know that Tang Yinchen's martial arts skills are naturally among the best among his juniors, not to mention that he also holds a magical weapon and swaggers around the market disguised as an ordinary fan all day long.
However, the master and the master have been practicing for thousands of years. They are very familiar with each other's moves. They occasionally make a fake move. When Tang Yinchen is busy responding, Su Heting has already stepped out of the way and landed where he will appear.
The two of them fought together very well. Seeing that the sword in Su Heting's hand was about to pierce Tang Yinchen from behind, Yang Huanzhi suddenly became jealous and shouted that it was too late. Without thinking, he tried his best to use Tang Yinchen's sword.
Yinchen taught him Qinggong, and he ran as fast as he could, pushing Tang Yinchen away.
Tang Yinchen, who lost his mind, also saw only a white shadow flashing past, and then, a handsome face appeared. The murderous intention had not yet appeared, and his eyes were filled with blood red, splattering all over his face.
The silver long sword passed straight through Yang Huan's chest from his back, and blood dripped from the tip of the sword. The blood trickled out, and the color quickly turned dark red.
He bit his lips tightly to prevent the blood from splattering out.
But his eyes were aimed at Tang Yinchen, as if silently expressing the promise he made to that boy back then.
'Yinchen, don't be afraid, I will protect you. A life is a life as promised. If you miss one day, the next life will continue.'
The blood color in Tang Yinchen's eyes faded rapidly, but his skin was turning black. Gu Yunshu and others had seen this scene many times. After the people of Jiangdu were infected with strange diseases, their skin color would change according to their emotions.
"Lao Yang! Lao Yang!"
He stretched out his straw hand, held Yang Huanzhi in his arms, who was smiling gently at him, and let him lean on his shoulder, "Old Yang! Do you feel any pain? I have medicine! I have medicine! I can do it.
Save you! Don’t die! Don’t die! Please, don’t die!”
Tang Yinchen's eyes turned red instantly, and he burst into tears.
He tremblingly took out an emerald bottle from his cuff, but because he was so flustered, the finger-thick Pei Cui bottle fell directly to the ground and broke into two halves with a 'click'.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly, picked up the remaining half bottle, and poured it all into Yang Huanzhi's wound, trying to help him stop the bleeding.
Tang Yinchen's eyes were very red, tears overflowing from time to time, "I only want to be brothers with living people! I don't want to act out the brotherhood between humans and ghosts with the dead! You have to live! You have to survive well! Otherwise, I will definitely have to do it."
Charge into hell, tear up the book of life and death, and find you! I will kill you ten thousand times to vent my anger!"
"Yinchen..."
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Don't talk! I will definitely save you, I won't let you die!"
Tang Yinchen had already poured all the medicinal powder in his hand onto Yang Huanzhi's wound, but his face became increasingly ugly, his eyes were blurry and dull, and his face was pale without a trace of blood.
His breathing became lighter and his pulse became very weak, as if it would become hard at any time.
He saw Yang Huanzhi's eyes closing. He held his head and cried, "Don't sleep! Don't sleep! Please, don't sleep! Old Yang, you said you would protect me for life. If you owe me one day, you will take your life."
Come back! You can't die! Otherwise, I will go to practice Taoism and live for thousands of years, and you will not be able to finish it in all your lifetimes!"
"Okay, you must... live well!"
Yang Huanzhi's voice was intermittent and extremely soft, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood continued to flow from his mouth, and his lips and teeth were filled with red.
It followed their chins and landed on their clothes.
Tang Yinchen's hands were already covered in sticky blood. He suddenly remembered something and suddenly knelt down to Xiao Chuhong, "Brother Xiao! Please save Lao Yang! I promise you! I will promise you anything! You
Save him! Please save him! Please save him, please!"
"No regrets?"
"No regrets! Never regrets!" Tang Yinchen wiped away the tears on his face, but the blood on his hands remained on his cheeks.
Yang Huanzhi didn't understand the meaning of their words, but he heard the pain and helplessness in Tang Yinchen's voice.
The sword pierced deeply, and he knew that he would definitely not survive.
Xiao Chuhong...how could he be saved?
"Don't bother, Yinchen. After you return to Kyoto, please go to the Grand Scholar's Palace. My mother is gone, and I am gone, and only my father is left alone. Ahem! You have to take my place.
Stay with him more! Even just... talk! Cough cough cough cough!"
After coughing violently, he spat out a lot of blood and his whole body became weak.
"Shut up, if you dare to die, I will find a hundred girls for your family and let you die in peace when I get back!"
Gu Yunshu frowned when he heard this, then relaxed again. He had no strength to speak, and raised his hand to touch his cheek, but his hand fell down weakly, and he slowly closed his eyes.
The reflection in his eyes at the last moment was Tang Yinchen's helpless look...
"Lao Yang! Lao Yang! Lao Yang! You bastard! Did I let you die?!"
However, this time, Yang Huanzhi did not open his eyes again.
The expressions of the others ranged from shock to regret. This sudden change had directly killed Yang Huanzhi, and they had no chance to save it.
Su Heting, on the other hand, was confused. He looked at his empty palms and then at Yang Huanzhi, who had closed his eyes. His eyes went back and forth, feeling unbelievable.
He naturally knew how powerful the sword was. Although it seemed powerful, it would not hurt anyone's life.
But... for some reason, he seemed to be directly controlled by someone, and he stabbed him with a sharp sword.
By the time he regained consciousness, it was already too late. With the sound of the sword piercing flesh and blood, he froze on the spot.
Gu Yunshu took a step forward, stretched out his hand to feel Yang Huanzhi's pulse, and shook his head, "Young Master Yang was seriously injured. A sword pierced his heart and he cannot be saved."
But Tang Yinchen ignored him and just looked at Xiao Chuhong, "Brother Xiao!!!"
Tang Yinchen's skin color continued to change, and he saw that he was going crazy again. Suddenly, a strong wind blew past, and Gu Yunshu and others heard a series of bells that seemed to pierce their eardrums.
The ringtones are chaotic and disorganized, making those who hear them feel irritable.
And a bright light flashed in Gu Yunshu's mind, as if he remembered something.
He looked at Xiao Chuhong in disbelief, his lips moved slightly, but before he could say anything, the familiar sound of a xun came into his ears.
It’s a heart-warming song!
Qingxin Song can calm the mind and get rid of all distracting thoughts in the heart.
When the magical ringtone was blocked out and the Qingxinqu calmed the anxiety in their hearts, they slowly opened their eyes.
As Gu Yunshu guessed, except for them, no one in the valley was affected by the sound of the bell at all...
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