"It would be better if we died!" Song Laiming gritted his teeth and cursed: "This way, we don't have to be threatened by this kid with thunder. Hahaha!"
"Come on, let's go in and take a look before we talk."
The father and son felt ecstatic in their hearts and immediately followed him into the room.
At this time, Mr. Leng was checking Fang Xiaoyu's pulse. After a while, he saw him frowning: "It's strange, he's not breathing, and his pulse is extremely weak. Could it be that Xiaoyu has been seriously injured..."
Upon hearing this, Chi Xueli and Song Yingxue turned pale with fright.
"Xiaoyu, nothing happens to you!" Chi Xueli cried "Wow".
Song Yingxue on the side also shed two lines of tears, wiping her tears and blaming herself: "It's all my fault. If it weren't for saving me, Fang Xiaoyu might not be like this..."
As they spoke, the two beauties began to sob.
"I'll use my true energy to keep him alive first!" Mr. Leng sighed helplessly, and immediately put his hand on Fang Xiaoyu's Mingmen point.
Seeing this scene, Song Yihuang and his son looked at each other with a look of pride on their faces.
"God help our Song family! I have a way to solve the crisis of the Song family. As long as I use this plan, the ancestor of the Qi family will not only not blame our Song family, but also thank us! Haha!" Song Yihuang said to Mr. Leng.
After saying these words, he took his son and quietly backed away.
As soon as the two of them left the room, he winked at Song Laiming and shouted proudly: "Let's go, son, let's report to the head of the family first."
"Let's go!" Song Laiming also cursed proudly: "Fang Xiaoyu is finished, we are going to crush him to ashes. Haha!"
Seeing that Fang Xiaoyu was in danger, the two of them felt extremely proud and ran all the way, leaving the room and heading straight to the Song Garden.
At this time, the head of the Song family, Song Aobei, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
He worked hard to deal with the ancestor of the Qi family, but in his heart he was silently waiting for his son to ask Song Yingxue to invite Fang Xiaoyu.
Seeing that the ancestor of the Qi family was a little impatient, a fight was about to begin.
"Song Aobei, if you don't agree to compensate five billion within a week, then you must hand over Fang Xiaoyu and ask him to apologize to our Qi family and make compensation. Otherwise, I will crush your Song family." The elder of the Qi family.
Zu's aggressive gaze fell on Song Aobei's face.
"Ancestor of the Qi family, five billion is not a big number for the Song family. But if you ask me to collect it within a week, isn't this making things difficult for me?" Song Aobei replied with a bitter face.
"Huh! Difficult?" The ancestor of the Qi family smiled coldly and said: "My son died in your Song family, and your Song family must bear 90% of the responsibility for this matter. You don't have to pay any compensation. Then you must agree to keep Fang Xiaoyu in custody
Come, apologize to my son on the spot and make compensation."
He calculated that the Song family did not have the ability to make Fang Xiaoyu apologize in front of him. The reason why he said this intentionally was to force the Song family to join forces with him to get rid of Fang Xiaoyu.
"This, I'm afraid it's very difficult!" Song Aobei replied with a grimace: "Fang Xiaoyu can't even do anything to masters at the Nascent Soul stage. How can I capture him when I'm only at the Great Perfection stage at the Golden Elixir stage..."
"This won't work, that won't work either. Do you, the Song family, just want to let this matter go? Impossible!" The ancestor of the Qi family gritted his teeth, his face suddenly darkened, and he shouted angrily: "If you can't let Fang Xiaoyu tell our Qi family
Apologize and make compensation, then I will have no choice but to operate on the Song family."
While speaking, the ancestor of the Qi family had already raised the Yuanhun Qi in his body and formed a wall of Qi waves three meters high and five meters wide.
It looked like the two were about to fight.
Seeing this terrifying scene, Song Yihuang was so frightened that he shouted loudly
"Stop! Stop! There is help, there is help!"
Song Yihuang came to the front of the ancestor of the Song family and gasped: "Ancestor of the Qi family, although we can't hand over Fang Xiaoyu to you, we can't make this kid surrender. However, I can make you a
A chance to kill Fang Xiaoyu."
"Really?" An excited look flashed across the Qi family's ancestor's face.
Song Aobei also asked in surprise: "Son, are you telling the truth?"
"That's right. What I said is absolutely true." Song Yihuang explained with a proud smile: "Just now, we saw Fang Xiaoyu fainted. It looked like he was seriously injured. I heard Old Man Leng said that he couldn't even breathe
His pulse has almost stopped. Now the old man of the Leng family is healing him! If we join forces at this time, we will definitely be able to kill Fang Xiaoyu."
"Are you telling the truth?" The ancestor of the Qi family rushed over quickly, grabbed Song Yihuang's collar, and asked loudly.
"It's absolutely true. If you don't believe it, I can take you to see it right now. Fang Xiaoyu was seriously injured and his breath is almost gone. If he tells a lie, he is willing to be struck by lightning." Song Yihuang replied confidently.
"Okay! Great! God help me!" The ancestor of the Qi family laughed wildly, glanced at Qi Wankai's body on the ground, his face suddenly darkened, and he said in a heavy tone: "Son, I can finally avenge you. Today
Tonight, I will personally kill Fang Xiaoyu and split him into four pieces. No, I will tear him into thousands of pieces!"
The ancestor of the Qi family looked up to the sky, his eyes filled with murderous intent. After seeing him for a long time, he bent down and took out the piece of cloth again, rolled up Qi Wankai's body, and put it into the storage belt around his waist.
After putting Qi Wankai's body away, the ancestor of the Qi family showed a proud look on his face.
He glanced at Song Aobei and sneered: "If you can take me to behead Fang Xiaoyu, the grievances between our Qi family and the Song family can be wiped out. Let's go! Take me there, I will personally behead that boy Fang Xiaoyu.
."
"Okay! I'll take you there right now!" Song Yihuang nodded, turned around, and hurried to Fang Xiaoyu's residence with the ancestor of the Qi family, Song Aobei and others.
Along the way, Song Laiming danced the most happily. In his opinion, Fang Xiaoyu was already a dead man.
"Fang Xiaoyu, you have today too. Haha! When you die, I can deal with this little bitch Chi Xueli. There is still a little bit of phoenix in this woman. I don't mind drinking this bowl of Erdao soup.
Also, that little bitch Song Yingxue is not a good person. Although she is from the Song family, I will find a way to cripple her martial arts, and then call a few strong men to defile this little bitch's body. Let
Your little wife didn't end well either."
Song Laiming was cursing to himself, and his mind was already imagining what he would do with his woman after Fang Xiaoyu died.
In fact, Fang Xiaoyu was not dead at this time, but just entered a state of suspended animation.
The energy in his body has been consumed to close to zero, and his soul automatically entered the Xianjia Cave in the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead Chain. (To be continued)