Tang Jiaren felt something coming to her face, causing the hair on her forehead to move. Her eyes suddenly opened wide, and before she could even feel panic, her eyes were covered by a black shadow.

That's right, it's just covering it up like that.

Zhan Cangqiong stood in front of Tang Jiaren, giving her only one back, tall, mighty, and even unruly...

Tang Jiaren's heart trembled, and she felt an inexplicable panic. Reason told herself that Zhan Cangqiong would definitely not be in trouble. She... She is here, her blood is useful, and she will not let Zhan Cangqiong get into trouble. But... her intuition told her that she could not save everyone. The scholar made her realize this.

Tang Jiaren quickly walked around Zhan Cangqiong and looked at his neck. It was okay, but fortunately it was okay. She snorted and said, "I just said, you are not that stupid."

Zhan Cangqiong curled his lips and smiled, saying, "Are you worried about me?"

Tang Jiaren said: "Yes! Brother Invincible!"

Zhan Wudi stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Tang Jiaren's face.

Tang Jiaren immediately dodged backward and said, "What are you doing?" He reached out and pulled him, and was about to dodge to the side. Unexpectedly, he saw Zhan Cangkong's heart starting to gush outward.

Tang Jiaren looked at Zhan Cangqiong in disbelief.

Zhan Cangkong nodded and said, "Your Invincible Brother, you are not invincible." After saying that, he leaned back...

Tang Jiaren lost her composure and fell to the ground by Zhan Cangkong, her eyes a little confused.

Huang Ruyi screamed: "Parent Lord!"

The two words not only brought back Tang Jiaren's confusion, but also pulled Duanmu Yuyuan's gaze.

He jumped over Tang Buxiu, swung the annoying wind swords, picked up Zhan Cangqiong, and said in a trembling voice: "Invincible?"

Zhan Cangkong opened his mouth and blood gushed out, but he couldn't say a word.

At this time, the wind knife stopped and the scholar disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that Tang Jiaren was fine, Tang started walking along the tomb.

Qiu Huaran just stood by the coffin from beginning to end, like a sculpture made of human flesh, without saying anything, and even Qiu Yuebai was cut by the wind knife without responding.

Compared to this, Duanmu Yuyuan was more like a father. He hugged Zhan Cangqiong, looked at Tang Jiaren, and shouted: "Give him blood! Hurry up and give him blood!" Perhaps he was too anxious, so he pulled out a dagger and directly slashed it at Tang Jiaren's shoulder.

Zhan Cangqiong raised his hand, grabbed the dagger, and said, "No!"

Two words, weak, tough, domineering, and unresisting...

Blood slid down Zhan Cangqiong's hand and winded down.

Tang Jiaren's eyes trembled, and she did not hesitate, stretched out her hand and was about to grab the dagger.

Zhan Cangqiong rolled his eyes, looked at Tang Jiaren, and said the two words again: "No."

Tang Jiaren suddenly became furious and shouted: "No hair is allowed!"

Zhan Cangkong actually smiled and said, "When I was a child, a Taoist priest... I once told me a fortune teller, saying that I owe a lot in my previous life... Cough cough... many women, I must make up for one or two in this life. I originally... I did not believe in cause and effect. Now it seems that the one I owe the most in my previous life is... you."

Tang Jiaren raised her hand and was about to pinch the tip of the knife.

Zhan Cangqiong let go of his hand holding the dagger, grabbed Tang Jiaren's hand, and said, "I want to... clench your hand tightly, but... I can't do it."

Tang Jiaren yelled in tears: "You are crazy! I can save you! Why are you talking so much nonsense?!"

Zhan Cangkong slowly closed his eyes and murmured: "You didn't have the final fusion. He knew...I...I know...I'm dead. You...I'll be sad for me. Give him some blood, and then...I'll leave here... It's great. You...I'll be sad for me..." Zhan Cangkong's hand lost its strength, and he couldn't even hold Tang Jiaren's small hand in the end.

Tang Jiaren was stunned for a moment, and suddenly pulled Zhan Cangkong's collar and shouted: "Fart! You fart! I won't be heartbroken because you die! You are not Xiu Xiu, you are not a little snowflake, or even a little feather, you... you can't catch up with the blue water and blue sky, you... you are just a bastard!" After saying that, he slashed the dagger with his index finger, then slapped Zhan Cangkong's mouth roughly, and he stuck his fingers into it, and muttered, "Wake up... I don't owe you... You wake up... Wake up..."

Zhan Cangkong had no response.

Tang Jiaren looked up and asked, "You... are you kidding me, are you?"

No one answered.

At this moment, the scholar's voice sounded and said, "Who is the next one?" After saying that, the strange wind knife came overwhelmed again.

Everyone understood this time what the scholar intended.

Qiu Yuebai said: "Everyone be careful. He is forcing the beauty to have the final fusion!"

Tang Buxiu's eyes were cold and sharp, and he said, "What else is more heartbroken than dying for mushrooms? Woo..." Before he finished speaking, he was stabbed.

At this time, the knife became more and more dense, and it passed through the gap between Huang Ruyi and Zhuo Landa and pierced directly into Tang Jiaren's shoulder.

Tang Buxiu and Qiu Yuebai's eyes sterned, and at the same time they tried to pull Tang Jiaren, not letting her stay still. Tang Jiaren held Zhan Cangqiong and refused to let go.

Duanmu Yuyuan glanced at Tang Jiaren and said, "Take good care of him." After saying that, he stood up and sang, "Father, you want to kill everyone just to resurrect Aguo?"

In a word, it really shocked everyone!

The wind knife stopped, and a vague shadow seemed to walk through the wind, gradually becoming clear. The tomb was not particularly large, but the scholar seemed to come from a very far place, but he came in an instant.

Tang Jiaren stared at the thin man, completely unbelievable. This person... this person is that... that Emperor Doze! Who is Emperor Doze? Emperor Doze is Invincible Brother and his grandfather!

Why do people who should have died actually jump out one after another? Can't they die well?

However, Tang Jiaren quickly accepted this fact.

If this person had not been Emperor Duoze, Duanmu Yuyuan's father, and Zhan Cangqiong's grandfather, how could Duanmu Yuyuan hide it for him? Let him stand behind him? It is precisely because he is Emperor Duoze, that he has the ability to wipe out all traces and make Qiu Huaran unable to find any clues...

No, it’s not right to say that. Since Duanmu Yuyuan and Qiu Huaran can work together to deal with Emperor Duoze, they will not cover up for him again. That’s... why?!

Tang Jiaren felt Zhan Cangkong's body temperature dissipating bit by bit, just like her heart at this moment, cold little by little. Her blood really didn't work. She... still had no final fusion.
Chapter completed!