Everyone knows that returning the blood flowing out of Liu Hui's body is the key to Zhong Yuxiu's coughing up blood.

Just now, so little blood flowed into Zhong Yuxiu's body again, and she coughed up like this. If all so much blood here returned to flow back, wouldn't she have to cough up her life?

And Zhong Yuxiu, who almost drew out her strength and passed out, looked at the blood that turned back to red, as if she had seen a ghost. Her whole body began to tremble constantly, her eyes were congested and protruding with horror, and her eyes became pale and pale. Yes, it looks like if you go.

She kept moving around, trying to avoid the blood that had turned red, and then squeezed at her a little bit, and kept crying: "Father...Daddy save me, save me, Xiu'er is afraid..."

"Second Sect Master, you are really cruel." Duanmu Yawang looked at him and sighed: "Don't blame me for not reminding, but three things, when the blood returns and Miss Zhong vomits blood for the third time, she can't help it anymore. Saved it!"

"Then tell me, what do you want?" Zhong Fushan said angrily: "What are you going to do before you stop?"

"My request is very simple. Let me spend the day on this boat quietly. Don't give me any crooked thoughts. I can make Miss Zhong live better than dead, and at the same time, let anyone live here. It's better to die!"

Zhong Fushan had never been threatened so much before, and his face was stormy.

Not only him, but the entire Golden Crow Sect's complexion was gloomy, with a strong killing intent in his eyes.

They have secretly decided that as long as they enter Jiuyou Mountain, they must find a chance to kill him!

Zhong Huainan gritted his teeth and said: "You want to play with all of us, you must not deceive too much!"

Deceive?

Who is deceiving too much?

Duan Mu Yawang sneered, spreading her hands: "Okay, if you really think I'm too much, you don't have to agree, I don't care."

Seeing that the blood was about to flow to Zhong Yuxiu, Zhong Fushan gritted his teeth, "Okay, we promise!"

"Second Sovereign, did you promise that Miss Zhong didn't have to suffer so many crimes?" Duanmu Yawang shrugged and said with a mocking expression: "Nowadays, Miss Zhong's loss is really not small!"

Zhong Fushan didn't have the slightest regret in his eyes, only the ruthlessness towards Duanmu Yawang: "Stop talking nonsense, we have agreed to your request, when did you get rid of Xiu'er's Gu?"

"Gu has been solved."

"What?" The people of the Golden Crow Sect exclaimed, "Don't lie!" Because they have never seen her take action before, so why are they half explaining it?

"I've always done what I said. Now that I have agreed, I will immediately solve it." Duanmu Yawang pointed to the pool of blood next to Zhong Yuxiu and said: "If you don't believe me, you can look at the blood on the ground for yourself!"

The people of the Golden Crow Sect followed her fingertips and saw that the blood-filled ones that had turned red had turned black again, and turned into a pool of dead blood.

Suddenly there was silence on the boat.

The people of Jinwuzong wanted to stare at Duanmu Yawang like a monster.

The blue-eyed boy in front of him, what the **** is it, is so unpredictable, there are so many people here, no one knows how he shot Zhong Yuxiu's Gu, let alone when he has solved the Gu.

It seems that although this blue-eyed young man has weak spiritual power, he still has a little self-defense ability. It is no wonder that he dared to be so arrogant and dared to enter Jiuyou Mountain alone.

Although the people of Jin Wuzong were shocked, they were relieved when they saw that the pool of blood beside Zhong Yuxiu did not move.

And Zhong Yuxiu was so tossed, the whole person was still weak and fainted.

Zhong Busan is busy making people take good care of her.

"Second Uncle, Xiu'er is really not suitable for entering Jiuyou Mountain." Zhong Huainan looked at Zhong Yuxiu very worried, and suggested: "Should we land the spacecraft and arrange for someone to send Xiu'er back to Zong?"

"Well, you have a point."

Zhong Fushan looked down and frowned: "There are cliffs and reefs everywhere, and there is no other house. If you stop here, Xiu'er and they have no energy to go. If you encounter some evil person, it will be even more dangerous."

"That second uncle meant..."

"Second Uncle remembers that there is a small village in a few dozens of miles away with a lot of people. It is said that there is a ghost market. I also have a friend there. Why don't we put Xiu'er down there." Zhong Fushan said. When he looked up, he looked up at the sky, "Mo Yue has half an hour to dawn, and that town will be there in less than an hour."

"good."

Duanmu Ya looked at what they said, her eyes rolled.

The spacecraft continued to walk for an hour, and they really saw a small mountain village with loud voices in the air.

In fact, it is a small town rather than a small town. When they stand and wear them, looking down from mid-air, they can see densely packed houses, as well as crowds of people coming and going on the streets.

The spacecraft did not land well in the town, and they finally landed in a less crowded place in the town.

Just after landing, several people appeared on one side.

It was a middle-aged man who was about the same age as Chung Busan and dressed in a Chinese suit. To his left was a young man with a black and white mask of impermanence and a long jade, and behind him was a group of people who looked like a nursing home.

"Brother Zhong."

The middle-aged man gave his hand and saw Zhong Pushan hurriedly greeted him: "Long time no see."

"Brother Ma, long time no see." Zhong Fushan also greeted him with a smile, "Guibang heard that he was busy with good things recently, and Zhou has rashly asked for this case. I really disturbed him."

"Well, Brother Zhong is polite." When the middle-aged man named Brother Ma said, he glanced at the boat behind Zhong Pushan and Duanmu Yawang who was still sitting on the boat. She saw her blue eyes with agility and heroism. The aura is tight, and his unsharp eyes can't help but squint, "Brother Zhong, why doesn't that little brother get off the boat?"

"He is not a member of the Golden Crow Sect." Zhong Fushan smiled, and said through the aisle: "It's just a person who borrows a boat to travel on behalf of, an extremely ordinary blue-eyed person."

"So that's it." Although the middle-aged man said so, his eyes stopped on Duanmu Yawang's body still did not look away: "Brother Zhong, do you know his details?"

Seeing that the middle-aged person repeatedly asked Duanmu Yawang, Zhong Fushan's expression was already displeased, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. He smiled and said: "Passenger by boat, Zhong did not find out the origin of his breath."

"Then you have to pay attention." The middle-aged man glanced at the man in black wearing a mask next to him, and said: "This person is not as simple as we seem to be on the surface, do you want us to give you a try? Try him?"

"Brother Ma, it's not a problem." Zhong Fushan looked at Duanmu Yawang, his eyes turned, and said: "Brother Ma, this time, I have a request for something. I don't know if I can move to speak?"