Upon hearing that Zhang Yishan asked Ye Zihao to save herself by self-mutilation, Yang Ruobing suddenly panicked. She shook her head quickly. Because her mouth was stuffed with white cloth, she could only scream "Uuuuuuuuuuuuu".
After Zhang Yishan saw this, he deliberately took off the white cloth from her mouth, as if holding her to watch a good show.
As soon as the white cloth was removed, Yang Ruobing immediately spoke, "Ye Zihao! You... you must not listen to him. I don't want you to save me! Don't!"
"Honey! I have listened to you in everything before, but only this time!"
Ye Zihao smiled lightly and said.
"No! No! I...I don't want you to die! No!" Yang Ruobing shouted at the top of her lungs, and two lines of sad tears fell from her beautiful eyes.
"I won't die! Believe me!"
"You're lying! You're lying! How could you not die if you stab yourself? You big fool!"
Yang Ruobing started to cry, and the look of pear blossoms with rain couldn't help but make people feel sad.
"Love! It's a stupid game in itself!" Ye Zihao said with an indifferent smile.
"You...you you!"
Yang Ruobing was so heartbroken that she could not speak.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"It's such a touching scene, even I am almost moved! However, no matter how moved you are, you will have to die for me! Haha!"
At this time, Zhang Yishan laughed, but his laughter was extremely sarcastic.
"Zhang Yishan! I believe you mean what you say!"
Ye Zihao glanced at him coldly for a few times, and the next second, the dagger in his hand began to move, as if he was really stabbing his chest.
"No!"
Yang Ruobing screamed uncontrollably, and her pretty cheeks were extremely red due to emotion.
But she didn't stop Ye Zihao.
The sharp dagger was seen piercing Ye Hao's body directly, and a stream of blood spattered out.
In mid-air, blood was flying, as sad and beautiful as a bloody rose.
"Ye! Zi! Hao!"
"If you die, I won't live either. I will do what I say!"
Yang Ruobing was heartbroken, but her expression was unusually determined.
"fool!"
Ye Zihao smiled indifferently, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Although he and Yang Ruobing had a fake marriage, their relationship became real as time went by.
For this woman, I can sacrifice my life for it!
"Yi Zihao! You are indeed a man, but I'm not satisfied with one stab, come again!"
Zhang Yishan's smile was particularly ferocious. Seeing Ye Zihao's injured appearance, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart.
"As you wish!"
Ye Zihao looked serious and stabbed himself in the chest without saying a word.
"No!"
Yang Ruobing screamed uncontrollably. At this moment, she finally realized what heartbreak meant.
"Fool! You are the big fool! Ye Zihao! Are you worth being so stupid for me?"
Yang Ruobing screamed at the top of her lungs, the pain in her heart felt like being stabbed by thousands of needles at the same time.
"worth!"
"But you will die!"
"I won't die! Believe me!"
Suddenly, Ye Zihao glanced at Yang Ruobing seriously, seeming to be hinting at something.
Although Yang Ruobing was excited, she still noticed Ye Zihao's look just now.
Immediately, she calmed down a little and seemed to understand what Ye Zihao meant.
At this time, Zhang Yishan saw that Ye Zihao was covered in blood. He relaxed his vigilance and laughed arrogantly.
"Ye Zihao, Ye Zihao! You have today, tonight! I will take revenge for my son! The last blow! I want you to die in front of my eyes! Hurry!"
"Okay! One last stab!"
Ye Zihao's face turned pale, and then he glanced at Yang Ruobing meaningfully.
Yang Ruobing nodded slightly, seeming to understand what Ye Zihao meant.
At this time, Ye Zihao raised the dagger high and scolded Zhang Yishan, "Zhang Yishan! Don't you want me to die? That would look great!"
Say it!
He suddenly stabbed himself in the chest.
"Okay, okay! Die quickly! Die quickly!" Zhang Yishan opened his eyes wide and focused all his energy on the dagger in Ye Zihao's hand.
At this moment, Yang Ruobing took advantage of his lack of concentration and suddenly bit Zhang Yishan's hand holding the dagger.
"ah!"
Caught off guard, Zhang Yishan screamed and quickly retracted his hand in pain.
The opportunity has come!
Just when he retracted his hand, Ye Zihao's eyes became sharp. His dagger was only a few centimeters away from his chest. His arm suddenly exerted force and his wrist snapped.
The dagger was thrown like a flying knife.
"Whoosh!"
The dagger drew a straight line in the air, and the cold light hit Zhang Yishan's hand holding the knife like a laser gun.
"Ah! My...my hand!"
The sharp blade cut off Zhang Yishan's fingers, and blood spurted out like a faucet.
And he was grinning in pain. If he hadn't held back, he would have passed out from the pain on the spot.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Zihao was as agile as a panther and flew towards him.
"Watch the move!"
He was seen leaning sideways with his bow drawn and his right arm stretched back. When he was still half a meter away from Zhang Yishan, he suddenly punched forward with force.
"Bang!"
A fist as hard as stone hit Zhang Yishan directly on the face with such force that Zhang Yishan flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
When the crisis was over, Ye Zihao immediately untied the rope from Yang Ruobing.
As soon as the rope was loosened, Yang Ruobing hugged Ye Zihao's body excitedly and cried sadly.
"fool!"
"Fool!"
"If you had died just now, I would hate you forever! Do you understand?"
…
Yang Ruobing said heartbrokenly.
"Wife!"
"You...don't hug me so tightly, my wound is still bleeding!"
Ye Zihao grimaced in pain, but compared to Yang Ruobing's heartache just now, what was this pain?
"Yes... I'm sorry! I... I'm so excited!"
Yang Ruobing quickly let go of her hand and looked at Ye Zihao with a worried look.
At this time, Ye Zihao's clothes were dyed red with blood. Such a terrifying scene frightened Yang Ruobing.
"Yi Zihao! Are you...are you okay? I...I'll take you to the hospital right now."
Yang Ruobing was worried and urged.
"It's okay! I avoided the vital points with those two cuts just now. As long as the bleeding is stopped, it will be fine."
Ye Zihao smiled slightly.
In fact, as a descendant of the Medical Saint Sect, Ye Zihao has long been familiar with the structure of the human body. Although he was stabbed with a dagger just now, the wounds avoided the vital parts of the human body.
If I really die, who will save the goddess?
"real?"
Yang Ruobing asked doubtfully.
"Fake! Hehe!"
"Fuck you, how long has it been since you started making jokes like this?"
Yang Ruobing felt so aggrieved that she couldn't laugh or cry, but if Ye Zihao dared to say this, she knew that he was fine.
However, Yang Ruobing felt a little confused when she thought about how worried she was before.
So, she lightly hit Ye Zihao with her pink fist. As a result, Ye Zihao screamed in pain.
"Ouch! Wife, you hit my wound, it hurts!"
"Deserve it!"
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PS: Chapter 10 will be updated next Monday night, and then there will be a brutal update on Tuesday! If you work hard, Wednesday will still be brutal!