"No matter what, as long as you can survive." Zhou Yun knew that Su Haoran was teasing him, but in order to save his life, he didn't care.
Su Haoran raised his hand and rubbed his fingers, and said: "Pay the money for your life first."
Zhou Yun hesitated for a moment, then took out a piece of spiritual jade from his arms and handed it to Su Haoran's hand.
made money!
Su Haoran was secretly happy because Zhou Yun's spiritual jade was much larger than the martial arts association's spiritual jade.
Subsequently, Su Haoran used the Thirteen Longmen Needles to lock Zhou Yun's ancestral energy, then turned his palm and pressed it on the top of his head.
Ding!
Immediately, the merit astrolabe began to rotate, and the seventy-seven dead souls in Zhou Yun's body turned into wisps of miserable green light and were sucked into Su Haoran's palm.
"Oh my god!" Ji Jiao covered her mouth with her hands, a look of horror written all over her pretty face.
Li Song also looked horrified and muttered in a low voice: "It's really hard to imagine that there are real ghosts and gods in this world."
Seventy-seven dead souls were thrown into the merit astrolabe and got another chance to be reincarnated. Seventy-seven irredeemable merits were calculated for Su Haoran.
"Damn it, why is Zhou Yun's hair white?"
Then, Li Song pointed at Zhou Yun's head and exclaimed.
Zhou Yun's body was weak at this time, and he sat cross-legged on the ground weakly, even breathing seemed to be very difficult.
Su Haoran looked at Zhou Yun at this time and said with some pity: "In order to gain temporary strength, you almost end up losing your life. Isn't it worth it?"
"not worth!"
Zhou Yun felt his physical condition, smiled bitterly and said: "You really didn't lie to me. I feel like an old man in his eighties or nineties now, and all his skills are about to be exhausted."
"You deserve it. This is the end of making a deal with the devil." Li Song said ruthlessly.
Why!
Zhou Yun sighed and did not refute Li Song.
Su Haoran raised his hand and began to twist the needles for Zhou Yun, using the ten Longmen needles to stimulate his body functions and restore his condition a little.
But even if Longmen Thirteen Acupuncture has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, it is not particularly effective for a person who is exhausted.
Ji Jiao also stepped forward at this moment, looked at Zhou Yun, who had white hair, then looked at Su Haoran, and asked in a low voice: "How long can he live?"
Su Haoran said: "I can save his life, which is already good. In his current state, if he goes home and recuperates, he can live for almost ten years."
ten years!
For a young man who is only twenty-six years old, this number is too short.
Zhou Yun said bitterly: "Xiahou Zimin, I really shouldn't have listened to him. If I were given a chance to do it again, I would kill him."
"You should hate yourself."
Su Haoran said while retracting the needle: "I have no grudge against you. If you hadn't taken the initiative to provoke me yesterday, would you have caused such a big karma?"
"Ding! Master repays revenge with revenge, saves the enemy from death, and counts three stars of merit, which can be redeemed for any panacea. Do you want to redeem it?"
After saving Zhou Yun's life, Su Haoran gained an additional three-star merit, which made Su Haoran feel very good.
Li Song stepped forward and put his arm around Su Haoran's shoulders and said, "Brother, since we don't want to kill him, let's go back."
"etc!"
Zhou Yun quickly stood in front of Su Haoran and said in a pleading tone: "Mr. Su, if you can use acupuncture to save me from death, you must be very skilled in medicine. If you can completely restore me to my original state, I am willing to...
"
"What do you want?" Su Haoran asked.
"I am willing to accept you as my eldest brother!" Zhou Yun seemed to have made a lot of determination, and when he said the word "eldest brother", his tone was very serious.
Su Haoran flipped his right hand, exchanged a Yang-Returning Pill and handed it to Zhou Yun, "You are older than me, brother, please stop calling me, as long as you can remember your promise."
"Elixir!"
Zhou Yun was extremely excited. After receiving the elixir, he bowed deeply to Su Haoran.
"Elixir!"
When Li Song saw Su Haoran giving Zhou Yun a magic pill, he was so angry that he scratched his ears and cheeks and said: "What a pity, such a wolf-hearted thing is worthy of taking a magic pill, damn!"
Su Haoran said angrily: "Brother Song, this is the Yang-Returning Pill. It is only suitable for his current state. Let's treat it as a good deed."
"Brother, don't tell me that Brother Song is talking about you, you are acting like a bad person, hey!" Li Song was right, but how did he know that Su Haoran was using Zhou Yun to gain merit.
"Ding! The master repays evil with kindness, reverses the life span of the enemy, and counts six stars of merit, which can be exchanged for a piece of imperial ancestral energy. Do you want to exchange it?"
Sure enough, the elixir exchanged for three-star merit brought Su Haoran a six-star merit.
Imperial Ancestral Qi!
Just by hearing the name, Su Haoran knew that this special energy was definitely extraordinary, but as one of his trump cards, Su Haoran would not redeem it now.
After watching Zhou Yun take the elixir, his vitality returned, and he returned to the master realm, Su Haoran waved to him, "The elixir not only brings you back to the top, but also replenishes your energy that has been drained by drinking and sex, and returns you to the realm of masters."
Practice hard at home, you will have the opportunity to continue to improve."
After saying these words, Su Haoran and Li Song turned and left.
Zhou Yun looked at Su Haoran's background and bowed deeply again.
Zhou Yun came back to life, and his heart was full of gratitude, but Ji Jiao looked at her scrapped car and house, and her beautiful face turned into a Changbai Mountain, "You are gone, what should I do?"
At this moment, a gloomy voice sounded, "You don't know what to do, you might as well die!"
Ji Jiao and Zhou Yun turned their heads at the same time and saw a young man of medium build, yellow complexion but very handsome features walking out of the darkness with his hands in his pockets.
Behind this young man, there were two tall bodyguards wearing hooded windbreakers. These two men had electric eyes and deep and restrained auras. At first glance, they were not ordinary masters.
"Xiahou Zimin!"
Seeing the person coming, Zhou Yun's eyes instantly flashed with undisguised murderous intent.
"The culprit, how dare you appear in front of me."
Ji Jiao took out her gun again, pointing the black muzzle at the intruder.
Now the police have got enough clear clues. The culprit of the serial murders that occurred in Ningzhou some time ago, the supernatural case of Shixuan Trading, and even several serious cases in Shengzhou, the provincial capital, is Xiahou Zimin.
It's just that Young Master Xiahou's identity and background are too strong. Without direct evidence, the police station cannot easily issue a warrant.
Ji Jiao's biggest wish now is to catch Xiahou Zimin and directly ask for his confession, so as to convict him.
Facing the glares of Zhou Yun and Ji Jiao, Xiahou Zimin was not afraid at all. He even took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He said confidently: "Su Haoran is quite smart. He didn't kill Zhou Yun. But it doesn't matter. He won't."
Kill me, kill me."
"You really want me to die." Zhou Yun stared at Xiahou Zimin with one eye, murderous intent emanating from his body.
At the same time, a group of young men with plaster hands came out from behind. Although their hands were not very flexible, they helped Xiahou Zimin light the cigarette attentively. At the same time, he mocked: "Young Master Xiahou, what did you say?"
That’s right, this Zhou Yun’s brain is really slow to react, haha!”
This young man is none other than Wu Jiaxiang. He used the Song family to deal with Su Haoran but failed, and now he has taken over Xiahou Zimin.
Young Master Xiahou took a puff of his cigarette with satisfaction and said, "It's too late now that he fully understands. I will send him on his way in person."
"I should be the one sending you on your way."
Zhou Yun was furious and took the lead in launching an attack, hitting Young Master Xiahou in the chest with a punch.
However, Xiahou Zimin smoked his cigarette calmly as if he had not seen Zhou Yun's attack.
A tall bodyguard standing behind him suddenly stepped in front of him and firmly held Zhou Yun's wrist.
Click!
Because of the excessive force, Zhou Yun's wrist bones actually made a cracking sound.
"Dan Jin!"
Zhou Yun was in pain and shock. He suddenly looked at the tall bodyguard in front of him and said angrily: "There are not even a few grandmasters in the entire L Province. Where did you come from as a master of Danjin?"
"Your mind is really stupid."
Xiahou Zimin sneered and said: "For secular society, masters and Danjin masters are naturally rare, but in an ancient clan like the Xiahou clan of Guimen Long, are there still a shortage of Danjin masters?"
puff!
Just as Xiahou Zimin finished speaking, a flash of sword light flashed.
The bodyguard holding Zhou Yun's wrist suddenly softened and fell to the ground with a plop. Then a line of bright red blood streaked across his throat, and his whole life completely disappeared.
"Young Master Xiahou, we meet again."
Su Haoran's voice sounded from Xiahou Zimin's side, and the sharp sword was still stained with blood.
He actually counterattacked again and said in the same sarcastic tone: "I had expected that you would come and kill Zhou Yun with your own hands. I left on purpose just now, just waiting for you, the culprit, to show up."
"You...you can actually kill an alchemy master in an instant!"
Frankly speaking, Xiahou Zimin suffered several losses in front of Su Haoran and was beaten twice and jumped off the building twice. In his heart, Su Haoran has become an indelible shadow.
Although he wanted to kill Su Haoran, when he actually faced Su Haoran, Young Master Xiahou panicked instantly.
"Mr. Su, thank you for saving my life again."
Zhou Yun was also frightened and hurriedly ran behind Su Haoran. Facing the devil Xiahou Zimin, he also hated and feared him.
"Ding! The master repays evil with kindness and saves Zhou Yun's life. The five-star merit is calculated and can be exchanged for any secret technique. Do you want to exchange it?"
Taking advantage of the causal relationship between Zhou Yun and Xiahou Zimin, Su Haoran obtained another five-star merit.
He was in a good mood, waved his hand towards Zhou Yun, and stepped towards Xiahou Zimin.
"No, don't come here!"
Xiahou Zimin was so frightened that he stepped back, then pulled another bodyguard in front of him and shouted: "Kill him, quickly!"
"Don't be afraid, young master, leave it to me."
This bodyguard was brave and actually attacked Su Haoran.
However, Su Haoran, who had opened the twelve secrets, was so powerful at this time.
There was only a soft pop sound, and before the bodyguard's fist could be raised, a bright blood hole appeared in the pit of his heart.
At the same time, Su Haoran had already arrived in front of Xiahou Zimin and Wu Jiaxiang.
"Brother Su, I have nothing to do with you. I am Young Master Xiahou's follower." Wu Jiaxiang was even worse than Xiahou Zimin. He turned around and ran away with a lot of plaster in his hand.
"Damn it, in this world, little followers are often even less of a thing."
Su Haoran might not care about Wu Jiaxiang, but Zhou Yun didn't. He caught up behind Wu Jiaxiang in three steps and kicked him out of the community with a powerful and heavy flying kick.
ah!
Three seconds later, a scream worse than that of a slaughtered pig sounded outside the community.
The dignified witch young man's whole body twitched after the fall, and his hands, which were not fully grown, were broken again.
Whoosh!
Immediately afterwards, another figure fell from the sky and hit Wu Jiaxiang hard.
"Su Haoran, if you really kill me, the Xiahou clan will not let you go." Xiahou Zimin, who fell to the ground, coughed up blood and roared fiercely.
Su Haoran was like a god, descending from the sky with the Green Dragon Sword. The sharp tip of the sword was pointed directly at his throat. At the same time, he said in a cold voice: "If I don't kill you, will you Xiahou clan let me go?"