The Saint of Yaochi ignored Hong Ling at all and continued to say to Feng Yun: "Young hero! I wonder if that's okay?"

Hong Ling sneered and said: "Yao Zhi, you don't have to ask, Feng Yun will never give you the angel's heart."

Feng Yun originally wanted to give the angel's heart to the Saint of Yaochi, but now Hong Ling said this. This really made it difficult for him. After all, he and Hong Ling had a friendship, which was better than the Saint of Yaochi who met by chance.

Much deeper. Because if he gave his angel's heart to the Yaochi Saint, and did not give Hongling face, then this matter would be a big or small matter.

The Saint of Yaochi still ignored Hong Ling and said with a smile: "Young Master Feng! Are you just watching them being seriously injured and dying without being indifferent?"

Mo Xin said: "Yao Zhi! Their death is their own fate."

Qin Jing said angrily: "It is precisely because of your demonic ways and people like you who refuse to save us and are not united that the Yu Clan bullies us."

Although Feng Chen believed in the righteous path, at this moment he was on the side of the devil, saying: "Qin Jing! What qualifications do you have to talk about the devil? The devil is at least upright. The reason why they are like this is because they believe in natural selection and the fittest.

Survive. The weak do not deserve sympathy at all. If we want not to be pitied, we must find ways to become strong. Only in this way can we become strong."

"Feng Chen! Fortunately, you are still an incoming member of the Sword Sect, so you actually said such words. Are you still worthy?" someone asked.

Feng Chen sneered and said, "You don't need to make irresponsible remarks about whether I am worthy or not."

"If there were no rules and no private fights here, I would have beaten you all over the place." Someone shouted.

Mo Xin said angrily: "You have such a strong tone, and you are not afraid of flashing your tongue."

The Yaochi Saint and the Demon Saint did not speak, they were just in a stalemate, letting them fight.

For a time, the conflict between good and evil has intensified. If it is not stopped, something might really happen.

"Amitabha! How good! How good!" The monk finally couldn't stand it anymore and walked over.

Immediately, everyone on the good and evil sides stopped arguing and looked at the young monk, the strong man who just waved his hand and destroyed it.

"Amitabha! Why do you have to quarrel over this trivial matter and hurt the harmony?" the monk said.

"Master Huiyang! It's up to you to judge! Is it right to ignore death?"

Huiyang said: "Amitabha! Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Of course, those who can be saved must be saved!"

Mo Xin smiled and said: "Please ask a monk to comment. Isn't it obvious that there are lice on the bald man's head?"

"Amitabha! However, the demonic path has its own creed. Although their ideas are different from ours, they are still correct. Everything that exists has its own reason and its own rules for survival," Huiyang said.

The Saint of Yaochi said: "Then according to Master's opinion, what should we do?"

Huiyang said: "Amitabha! The decision is in the hands of the donor. Donor, you should ask him, not me."

Feng Yun became the center of attention again, and everyone looked at him.

Feng Yun joked: "I feel embarrassed when you look at me like this."

The Saint of Yaochi said: "Young Master Feng! The master just said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. It is a great merit."

"Oh!" Feng Yun said: "So what?"

Hong Ling smiled and said: "I told you a long time ago, Feng Yun will not give you the heart of an angel, just give up!"

The Saint of Yaochi said: "Not to me, but to them?"

"Young Master Feng! Please save my brother!" Suddenly, someone knelt in front of Feng Yun.

Feng Yun's heart was suddenly touched. As the saying goes, a man has gold under his knees. He kneels down for his brother. He is a bloody man.

Feng Yun took out an angel heart and said: "Here! Then go and treat your brother!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" the man said with tears of gratitude.

The Saint of Yaochi smiled and said, "Thank you so much, Young Master Feng!"

Hong Ling looked a little unhappy and said through the voice: "How can you give them your trophies? The poison in your body has not been cured yet, and the angel's heart may help you suppress the poison. If you give it to them, don't you want it?"

Your own life."

Feng Yun said: "It's not as serious as you said!"

Hong Ling said: "It may be more serious than imagined."

Feng Yun said: "I can't do this if I refuse to save you."

Hong Ling said: "You have such a kind heart. You should have experienced a lot, and you should know that this is a world where people cannibalize people. If you save them today, maybe you will die in their hands in the future."

Feng Yun said: "I know what to do."

Suddenly, many people knelt down and asked Feng Yun for the angel's heart.

Mo Xin said shamelessly: "Are you willing to do this for the sake of an angel's heart?"

Hong Ling said in her heart: "This is bad!"

Feng Yun suddenly said: "Let's do this! Since both saints want it, I will give it to you two equally, ten pills each!"

Feng Yun's move surprised everyone. No one expected him to do this. But after thinking about it carefully, it was the wisest choice for him to do this because no one would be offended.

The Saint of Yaochi smiled and said: "In that case, thank you so much, Young Master Feng!"

Although Hong Ling was a little reluctant, there was no point in continuing the matter at this point, so this was the best solution.

Feng Yun gave ten angel hearts to himself and kept two for himself.

Everyone was shocked. They were surprised that there were actually more than twenty angel hearts in Feng Yun's hand, and all of them were intact. How powerful one must be to be like this!

After the Saint of Yaochi received the Angel's Heart, she quickly took it to treat those who were seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Hong Ling is not a hard-hearted person, she also took out a few to treat people who were seriously injured in the devil's path.

"Poof!" But at this moment, Feng Yun suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of black-green blood and fell to his knees.

Mo Xin said in shock: "Brother! What's wrong with you?"

"Ah!" Feng Yun let out a heartbreaking cry, because his internal organs and other parts of his body were in unbearable pain.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Jing's mouth. It turns out that you were really poisoned. You must have been poisoned during the Poison Extinguishing Sect. This poison is not simple! It must have been suppressed by force. Too much Yuan Power was used just now to remove the poison.

, leading to a sudden outbreak and such a strong reaction.

Huiyang turned around and came to Feng Yun's back. He formed a Buddha seal with his right hand and struck Feng Yun's Tianling Cap fiercely.
Chapter completed!