Yes, Tianjiao's noble man, he is the only one who can save Tianjiao. The Spring Festival will be celebrated in a few days, so I just thought about it.
"Backstage, hurry up, Tianxu will guard you!" He picked up his daughter and rushed behind the stage.
Cheng Yu followed closely behind, while Song Tianxu and his junior brothers blocked the others.
The god of death floated backstage in the air.
Song Jizhe laid his daughter flat on a long table backstage and stepped aside to make way for her.
"Cheng Yu, Tianjiao is begging you, you must save her." As he spoke, tears started to fall again, and he bowed deeply to Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu quickly stopped him, "Principal, don't, I'll do my best!" In a hurry, he resumed his hometown accent.
He no longer had any scruples, and hurriedly set up a healing formation. The Nine Yang War Qi circulated in his body, entering the senior sister's body to protect her heart.
In his spiritual consciousness, he discovered that the senior sister's soul had separated from her body and was hovering above her head without flying away.
Fortunately, those few soul-reviving pills exerted weak summoning power, which could only imprison the soul.
The ghost of death has floated into the background and is in the sky, opening its huge mouth.
Cheng Yu knew that he could not communicate and could only fight. At this time, Cheng Yu had broken through the early stage of becoming a god and became an immortal body.
I thought to myself, I have been saving people along the way just to strengthen myself and prevent evil spirits like you from harming my relatives.
Activate your thoughts, divine fire! Go.
Song Jizhe, who was behind him, was surprised to see a ball of glazed flame rising out of the air. The flame seemed to have suddenly encountered some flammable gas, and a fireball instantly rose up from the tent.
The fire kept changing its shape, seeming to be struggling and escaping. Unexpectedly, a faint scream was heard, the sound was ethereal but shrill, and it was very scary.
For a long time, the flame became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.
Cheng Yu sent all the Jiuyang war energy in his body into his senior sister's body. He must repair his senior sister's heart as soon as possible to restore her heartbeat and blood circulation.
Jiuyang's fighting energy gathered around his heart.
Song Tianjiao's face gradually turned red.
Cheng Yu observed with his spiritual consciousness that the senior sister's heart had stopped bleeding and resumed beating under the nourishment of Nine Yang's war temperature. She finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground.
"Cheng Yu, how are you? Is there any hope?" Song Jizhe looked like a primary school student, asking about the situation in a low voice.
"Principal, it should be safe. Now we can only wait for senior sister to recover and wake up."
Hearing what Cheng Yu said, I felt a little more at ease.
"Are you okay? Thanks to you this time, you are a noble person of Tianjiao, a noble person of the school, and the benefactor of my whole family!" Song Jizhe expressed his gratitude.
"Principal, don't say that. If you want to talk about being a benefactor, you and Grandpa Ruan are both kind to me. My senior sister also takes care of me. I should repay you."
While waiting, Song Jizhe sat next to Cheng Yu, and the two chatted.
"Cheng Yu, was that fire in the sky burning something just now?" the principal expressed his curiosity.
"The God of Death." Cheng Yu didn't hide anything.
"Can you see?"
"able."
"Cough cough cough----" Song Tianjiao coughed violently on the table.
"Tianjiao!" Song Jizhe was surprised and jumped up quickly, "Wake up, Tianjiao!"
Song Tianjiao opened her eyes, "cough cough cough----" she coughed again and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood clots.
"Cheng Yu, look quickly, what's going on?" Song Jizhe became nervous again.
"It's okay, principal. Senior sister is bleeding internally, and the blood stasis has blocked the lung ducts. It will be fine if she coughs it out." Cheng Yu comforted her.
"Dad, I'm fine!" Song Tianjiao's voice was still weak, "Ahem----"
"Stop talking, daughter, lie down and rest for a while." Seeing his daughter like this, Song Jizhe felt very distressed.
"Dad, I'm fine. Ahem - don't embarrass my third uncle, ahem - they lost the game, it's already tragic enough." Song Tianjiao persuaded her father intermittently.
"Tianxu! Come in!" Song Jizhe greeted outside.
"Second uncle, how is Tianjiao?" Song Tianxu came in and asked about his sister's situation with concern.
"Hey, Tianjiao, you're awake. It's great, but it scared everyone."
"Thank you! Junior brother, I didn't realize that you are still a miracle doctor!" Song Tianxu patted Cheng Yu on the shoulder.
"Tianxu, find a car and take your sister to the hospital." Song Jizhe ordered.
"Dad!" Song Tianjiao shouted, her voice obviously gaining strength.
"I don't want to go to the hospital, and I don't want to take a car. I want to walk back with everyone." His tone was coherent and full of energy, and it didn't look like he was injured.
"Cheng Yu, is this okay?" Song Jizhe asked Cheng Yu's opinion.
"Principal, judging from senior sister's recovery, she should be fine. Taking a walk will be good for her recovery."
Song Jizhe was overjoyed and said loudly, "Let's go then, you two stay with Tianjiao and take care of her."
In time, the people from the martial arts school have withdrawn, so the loser naturally has no shame in staying any longer.
The crowd had already dispersed, and they were naturally disappointed after losing money.
"Old Song, Principal Song!" Xu Huairen ran over from behind, his face full of smiles.
"Old Xu, you haven't left yet? Are you waiting to settle the accounts?" Song Jizhe turned to the finance department with a cold face, "Xiao Liu, let Lao Xu settle the accounts."
"Principal Song, I..." Looking at Song Jizhe's back, Xu Huairen really wanted to slap himself in the mouth, so he raised his hand and raised it, but was reluctant to hit him.
"Little brother, little brother!" Gou Wa and Chun Ni'er ran towards Cheng Yu.
"Who are you?" Cheng Yu was stunned.
"My name is Gou Wa, and this is Chun Ni'er. We are just waiting for you here to say thank you!" With a thud, the two of them knelt down and kowtowed, "Thank you! My great benefactor!"
"Get up quickly, get up quickly. What are you doing? I can't bear it!" Cheng Yu hurriedly pulled the two of them up.
"Cheng Yu, little fresh meat, I love you! I want to chase you!" The nympho shouted and ran towards this side.
"You're crazy, you're a disgrace. Come back to me quickly!" His father chased after him.
...
What's going on here? Run quickly, Cheng Yu turned around and chased his senior sister and brother.
The celebration banquet was held in the school cafeteria, and Song Jizhe arranged three large tables.
During the dinner, Cheng Yu met that senior brother Zhu.
"Junior brother, you are so awesome! Let's get to know Zhu Qiang formally." Zhu Qiang moved to sit next to Cheng Yu, and the two of them drank tea.
When Zhu Qiang was 17 years old, he dropped out of school and returned home after ranking among the martial arts stars in his school, where he actually opened a casino.
With a few thousand yuan, he started almost from scratch. He had a partner named Sha who dropped out of martial arts school together.
The two of them started from a young age and would go to the casino whenever they had the opportunity. When the time came, they would also play a few games. After a few games, they made tens of millions.
With the capital, I opened a large casino in Taixi City and gave it a nice name, "Second Senior Brother Entertainment Center". It has everything you need for food, drink, prostitution, and gambling.
When they broke up, Zhu Qiang gave Cheng Yu an exclusive membership card and extended an invitation.
"If you have the opportunity to compete like this in the future, don't forget to notify me." Zhu Qiang patted Cheng Yu on the shoulder, said goodbye to Song Jizhe and others, and left the table.
After the battle at Huajiaji, Cheng Yu instantly became the hero of the school, a god-like existence who was passed down into various versions.
"Look, that's Cheng Yu, defeating Zhang Bufan with one punch."
"Why are you just a kid? I heard that Cheng Yu is a tall man of over 1.8 meters. He is as big as King Kong and can hurt people even if he doesn't stand still."
"What you said is wrong. Cheng Yu is thin and has an immortal spirit. He breathed a breath of immortal energy and saved Senior Sister Tianjiao."
...
"Cheng Yu, come up, Tianjiao, come up too." Song Jizhe stood in the corridor on the second floor and shouted to Cheng Yu and Song Tianjiao who were passing by below.
"What you said is wrong. This is Cheng Yu."
"Oh my gosh, he's not what you said he is. He's so handsome!"
"Where, where?"
"The principal just called me to the principal's office."
...
"Cheng Yu, there is 1 million in this card. I know your family is in trouble." Song Jizhe handed a bank card to Cheng Yu's hand.
"No, no, no, principal, I can't charge it. The school has waived all my fees. I already..." Cheng Yu hurriedly refused.
"Take it, this is what you deserve. The value you brought to the school is far from enough." Song Jizhe ordered firmly.
"Winter vacation is about to begin. What are your plans for the Spring Festival? How many days do you plan to stay home?"
The principal suddenly asked about going home during the holidays, and it was difficult for Cheng Yu to answer. His mother told him not to go back within a year. It had only been less than three months, and the matter of hacking the branch secretary was definitely not over yet.
"I, I don't plan to go back to my hometown during the winter vacation. I think, I think..." Unable to think of a suitable reason for a while, Cheng Yu hesitated and couldn't answer for a long time.
"If you don't go home during the winter vacation, you won't have anywhere to go, right?"
"That's easy. Just stay at my house. I can help your senior sister review her cultural classes."
"This girl Tianjiao just doesn't like studying. She gets a headache when she picks up a book. She's already 15 and she's still in elementary school. Others her age have already graduated from junior high school."
"Dad! You mentioned this again!" Song Tianjiao next to her quickly stopped her father from continuing.
"Okay, okay, don't say it, don't say it. I know I'm shy, but you should study hard!"
"Okay, you go."
Just as he walked downstairs, Qiu Zizhao came running out of breath from a distance, "Junior Brother, Junior Brother Cheng Yu, Zhang Bufan has sent you a letter." (To be continued)