"Hug! TieTie!"

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Blood flows.

"Brother Huai'an!"

A cry of sorrow gave the young man with heavy eyelids a little strength, and he opened his eyes with difficulty... It was Chu Rui.

The man lying on the desk was standing next to him.

The young man spoke with difficulty: "Xiao... Xiaorui, in my arms... in my arms..."

Upon hearing this, Chu Rui took out a gold token from the young man's arms with trembling palms.

The young man smiled ugly at this time and said: "Ding...Master Ding killed the red eye...I didn't even know that the token was dropped...I, how could I let it disappear...Master Yu, I...returned it to you."

The person sitting at the desk was silent for a long time, his eyes extremely calm, "I am no longer the person you said. What exactly am I at this time, even I don't know."

"Probably similar to a believer."

The moment the voice came, the person sitting at the desk frowned...it was Mr. Luo's voice.

The person sitting at the desk showed a look of caution.

But she saw Mr. Luo squatting down and checking the young man's injuries... Chu Rui was a little worried and uneasy.

Mr. Luo said seriously: "I am a doctor, can you let me take a look?"

"You...can you save him!" Chu Rui instantly grabbed Mr. Luo's arm.

"Heal the wounded and rescue the dying, and do your best."

"I..." Chu Rui was startled and said subconsciously: "Have I seen... seen you somewhere?"

"You have to concentrate on saving people." Mr. Luo said with a slight smile.

Chu Rui immediately let go of her hand, quickly covered her mouth, and stood aside nervously - but at this time, the man sitting at the desk suddenly said: "What is a believer?"

"To be precise, it should be an apostle." Mr. Luo said without turning around: "Apostles are people who can use the power of gods. Do you know the [divine fighting technique] of [Xieyue Mountain]?"

The man sitting at the desk nodded and muttered: "I remembered something."

Mr. Luo said: "That's pretty much the same. The difference is that one is invited, not temporarily borrowed. And the power of an apostle is mostly given... You can't become an apostle of other gods."

"Shen...Ming?" The man at the desk tried hard to remember something, "Why...you know."

"Because I happened to meet him." Mr. Luo looked up at the man sitting at the desk. "As for what we talked about, it was paid. Of course, you can also check it yourself. The one who gave you strength has not left.

.As long as you can leave the [Red King's Tomb], I think you can still meet him in the future."

The person sitting at the desk remained silent, but his palm suddenly pressed on the Xiuchun sword - because Yuhuatian was coming.

However, Yuhuatian seemed to have no intention of continuing to kill each other and said calmly: "If the Sa family and you continue to fight like this, it will still be difficult to win or lose. Are you sure you want to continue this senseless fight with the Sa family?"

The person sitting at the desk frowned and said nothing, but slowly released the handle of the knife.

Yuhuatian glanced at the injured young man at this time, and then asked quite politely: "Master Luo, can you save this man? There are many disasters and doubts in this trip to the [Red King's Tomb], and this man seems to know many of the secrets."

, it is related to the authenticity of the Baigang Brocade Clothes... I also ask Mr. Luo to do his best."

"The oil is gone and the lamp is dry." Mr. Luo suddenly sighed, "Besides, this gentleman's will to survive is quite weak."

Yu Huatian thought for a while and said, "Master Luo is proficient in the magic needle technique. Is there nothing he can do about it?"

"If we can revive his will to survive, there should be a way." Mr. Luo said seriously.

"Want to survive?" Yu Huatian suddenly thought deeply and looked at Chu Rui coldly, "What is your relationship with him?"

"I..." Chu Rui said tremblingly: "I... Brother Huai'an and I grew up together... When we grew up, we went our separate ways..."

"You talk to him more and see if it works." Yuhuatian said slowly: "If you can arouse his desire to survive, the Sa family can guarantee you that one day you will go to the court to testify against Kaguya Qianfeng.

, you can also be given a lighter sentence.”

"I have stabilized this gentleman's injury for the time being." Mr. Luo stood up at this time, "The next step is to see this young lady."

Yuhuatian: "?"

——It seems like this guy... just took a pulse and didn't do anything at all, right?

"Oh, it's stable like this." Mr. Luo took out a silver needle and inserted it into the Baihui point on Huai'an No. 2's forehead. "Look, it's stable."

"...Forget it." Yu Huatian nodded. At this time, his mind was clear, and he did not have to fight against the evil spirit and bloodthirsty of the demon sword... Strangely enough, the demon sword, which was always ready to move, at this time

For some reason he became much quieter, and he muttered: "There is one more thing that needs to be resolved."

Let's talk, Yu Huatian's eyes have been looking at [Tiangu]'s father-in-law under the tree - to be precise, he is staring at Raphael.

My father-in-law is not a vegetarian either. Yu Huatian's gaze was just enough to see him, and he had already reacted. His magical power exploded all over his body, and he stretched out his hand to block Raphael.

Seeing that a fierce battle seemed about to begin, the situation on the small island in the middle of the lake, which had just calmed down, suddenly became tense again.

"You two, can you listen to me?" Mr. Luo said at this time: "I already understand the general situation. I have a plan for your reference. I wonder if you two are willing to listen to it."

...When did you understand the situation? After you showed up, you didn't ask anything at all, okay...Can you act more carefully?

Yu Huatian suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and muttered: "Master Luo, please speak."

At this time, Raphael also patted his father-in-law's arm quietly and whispered: "Let's listen to what this man said first."

"?" The old man frowned, but after hearing this, he still loosened his fist.

Raphael muttered at this moment: "He...he has something."

--what is this?

At this time, Mr. Luo glanced around, then cleared his throat, and said politely: "This old gentleman, since he said that he can keep an eye on Miss Raphael, other than that, he will not accept any

plan, right?"

"That's right!" [Tiangu] said solemnly, "But don't even think about locking me up too, just to be clever!"

Mr. Luo smiled casually and said, "I don't think there are many places where we can lock the old gentleman."

"I have a keen eye." [Tiangu]'s husband laughed, "Tell me, do you have any better plan?"

"It's not necessarily better." Mr. Luo waved his hand, "But it might be more suitable... What I'm saying is, it's more suitable for Miss Raphael."

[Tiangu] The old man frowned and said, "How do you say that?"

Mr. Luo said: "If you must keep Miss Raphael under control, and set her up in a place that is controllable and acceptable to her... you might as well set this place up as the [Red King's Mausoleum], sir.

Let’s see how it goes.”

"What?" [Tiangu]'s father suddenly widened his eyes: "With this [Red King's Tomb]?"

Raphael's mouth also started to open... Imprison her in her home?
Chapter completed!