The 2357th Chapter Protects Life and Death
The setting sun blade appeared, but Qin Xiaochuan did not move, but the blade moved first.
The blade swept out, and a magic power poured out of him.
The blade light is like a snowflake, flying all over the sky.
The disease of the blade light, Ye Lingguang didn't even have enough time to use the talisman again.
A large number of blades exploded in front of Ye Lingguang with a bang.
His body flew straight out and landed heavily on the ground.
There were several flashes of blade light in succession, and Ye Lingguang only felt a sharp pain in his chest.
In the throat, the smell of fishy sweetness rolled continuously.
Keng--
There was a long cry of gold, as if the sun was setting in the west, and the world was eclipsed.
Qin Xiaochuan stood in front of him like a god.
The setting sun blade in his hand rested on Ye Lingguang's throat.
Just push an inch further in, and Ye Lingguang's neck will be cut off.
The body of the blade can clearly reflect the figure, and at first glance, it makes people feel cold.
"You, don't beg for mercy?"
Qin Xiaochuan was condescending, looking down at Ye Lingguang.
Ye Lingguang was already at the end of the shot, his mental strength had long since exhausted, and he was not skilled in martial arts, so he could easily take his life.
"Begging for mercy, you deserve it too."
Ye Lingguang sneered, his eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings.
Because of the injury, his fair skin, which is comparable to that of a woman, was stained with a strange red.
He raised his head neither humble nor arrogant, staring at Qin Xiaochuan.
Unexpectedly, he Ye Lingguang was unruly in the God Realm, and he would eventually die in Qin Xiaochuan's hands.
Stop, stop, his life was saved by him,
Take the right to pay him back.
This morbid posture fell into Qin Xiaochuan's eyes.
A face flashed across his mind.
When the two first met, he was both a boy and a girl, with a beautiful voice, and a beautiful face that shocked the world.
That kind of palpitating and heart-pounding feeling, I'm afraid I won't have it again in this life.
Inside the chest, the heart that belonged to the alien moved slightly.
The demons have hearts, and the hearts are in people.
This heart, from the moment Qin Chuanhou was born, has been repeatedly taught that he must guard his heart.
The heart is the source of strange demons, and it is also a symbol of the status and status of strange demons.
The heart of the demon only moves twice in a lifetime.
One is for the country and the other is for the love of life and death.
Before he came to the God Realm, his heart was only beating for the family, but just now, when Ye Lingguang looked at him with a relieved look, his heart was moved.
That alien demon's heart was beating violently as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
Every time he jumped, he felt like the blood vessels in his body were about to burst.
The setting sun blade in his hand trembled slightly, and the natal demon soldier, which was as light as a feather, was as heavy as a mountain at this moment, and he couldn't even hold it.
"Do it, Qin Xiaochuan, my life is yours. Why, you do it?"
Ye Lingguang smiled miserably, and suddenly held Qin Xiaochuan's hand.
His voice, like a sharp arrow, stabbed Qin Xiaochuan's head with a bang.
There is something in the body, as if it is about to come out.
"Stupid man, accompany me to a drink."
"Silly big man, you won't die, I will definitely recall your soul."
"Silly big man, it's good for you and me to be brothers in this life."
Before life and after death, in those countless nights, the man's clear laughter was like a dream, and it could not go away.
The setting sun blade snorted lightly and cut Ye Lingguang's neck.
The smell of fresh human blood made Qin Xiaochuan's eyes turn red all of a sudden.
Qin Xiaochuan roared and shook off Ye Lingguang's hand. The setting sun blade in his hand reversed and stabbed towards his heart.
At this moment, Marquis Qin Chuan was completely unable to control himself.
In his body, the last bit of soul power belonging to Qin Xiaochuan, after seeing him hurt Ye Lingguang, he went crazy and wanted to kill himself.
This thorn is aimed at the heart.
Ye Lingguang did not expect Qin Xiaochuan to suddenly act like this.
When he saw the setting sun blade slashing towards Qin Xiaochuan's neck, he almost did not hesitate, flew up, and held the setting sun blade with his bare hands.
The severe pain struck, and Ye Lingguang's hand was dripping with blood.
Qin Xiaochuan's face sank, and a strange feeling came to his heart. .
With a violent cough, Ye Lingguang coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.
"you……"
Qin Xiaochuan clenched his hands tightly, the magic power in his body fluctuated, and Ye Lingguang's blood on the blade of the setting sun looked shocking.
Looking at Ye Lingguang's hands again, the hands that were supposed to belong to the doctor were already blurred.
Those hands... Qin Xiaochuan's eyes sank, and the magic in his body receded like a receding tide.
The setting sun blade in his hand collapsed instantly.
"Why don't you kill me?"
Ye Lingguang smiled lightly. He licked the blood on his mouth. He was used to being a doctor. He was very clear about his injury.
The palm of Qin Xiaochuan just now broke several of his bones. This was not the most serious injury, but his hand was the most serious.
He has been a doctor since he was a child, and his hands are the most important thing for a doctor.
But just now, the setting sun blade cut off many of his tendons, even if his mother Yun Sheng came in person and performed Shennong's medical skills, I am afraid that he would only be able to recover 50 to 60%.
To be able to survive without luck, his hands are afraid that he will no longer be able to practice medicine to save people.
Thinking of this, Ye Lingguang couldn't help feeling disheartened.
He entered the medical profession when he was young, but it was not because he liked practicing medicine to help the world, but because of the comments of outsiders on his mother Yun Sheng.
Medicine Buddha is also in charge of life and death.
Among the three siblings of the Ye family, Ling Ri was a natural martial arts expert, and it was only fitting that he inherited the mantle of his father Ye Beiming.
Elder sister Ye Ye Lingyue is frail and sickly, Ye Ling is a doctor, and she wants to treat her sickness wholeheartedly.
Naihe has learned that today, she can't help my sister, but relying on her medical skills, she has a place in the realm of the gods.
But this place is not so important to Ye Lingguang.
Therefore, Ye Lingguang has always held a dispensable game mentality towards the so-called medical skills.
Until today, his hands were abolished, and he had a slight sense of loss.
"Why... take my blade."
Qin Xiaochuan's voice was hoarse.
"I just don't want your blood to stain my eyes."
Ye Lingguang couldn't say why.
When he first met Qin Xiaochuan, he hated this silly big man.
The other party is like a headless fly, pestering him every day.
He knew that the person in front of him was not Qin Xiaochuan.
At least it wasn't the Qin Xiaochuan who was single-mindedly protecting him, but when he saw that the blade stabbed into Qin Xiaochuan's heart, he subconsciously held the setting sun blade.
As if he would lose something extremely important if he didn't hold the blade.
Looking at Ye Lingguang who was covered in blood, looking at the indifferent attitude on his face that had nothing to do with life and death, Qin Xiaochuan's heart sank little by little.
"Come here, imprison him in Dugutian. No one is allowed to enter here without my order."
A nameless anger burned in his chest, Qin Xiaochuan coldly dropped a sentence and walked away.