The super son-in-law of the female president

"Fuck? Is it so hard?"

Qin Fan said with a twisted expression, obviously quite painful.

Jiang Xinyue didn't seem to hear Qin Fan's screams, but her eyes were still fixed on the young man who had disappeared in the distance.

Qin Fan was speechless.

If this woman becomes nympho, no one can stop her.

The carcass of this king crab is very large, and the cuts are quite neat.

It can be seen that the strength of the young man is simply unimaginable.

Just as the two were studying the king crab.

Chen Ajiao's painful voice came from afar.

It was only then that Qin Fan and Jiang Xinyue remembered that there was such a No. [-] person.

They hurried over together.

But at this time, Chen Ajiao was in a terrible state.

Blood stained her clothes.

Even the clothes at the waist were already torn, and the wound was deeply sunken.

And her right arm had been folded at ninety degrees, and it was obviously broken.

There is also a long slit on the thigh.

The blood was still flowing.

Such a serious trauma, if it were an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago.

Jiang Xinyue hurried to Chen Ajiao and dragged her back.

"Oh, why are you hurt so badly?"

Jiang Xinyue looked at Chen Ajiao at a loss.

In this environment, Chen Ajiao could not get any effective treatment at all.

Not to mention anything else, just shed so much blood, it was already doomed that she would die from excessive blood loss.

Chen Ajiao turned pale and shook her head bitterly.

"Sorry to bother you."

"I didn't expect that on the first day I came here, I would confess myself here."

As she spoke, Chen Ajiao took out a two-inch photo from her pocket.

Then give it to Jiang Xinyue.

"Xinyue, promise me one thing?"

Jiang Xinyue nodded sharply, and responded extremely sadly: "Yeah, tell me! As long as I can do it, I will help you!"

After receiving the photo, Jiang Xinyue found that it was a man in the photo. He looked ordinary, not handsome, but he looked energetic.

Probably in his early 40s.

Because of the pain in the wound, Chen Ajiao was in so much pain that she couldn't speak for a while.

After holding back for five or six seconds, I opened my pale lips slightly and said, "Actually, this request is very simple."

"This is my father, Chen Tianqiao."

"If you meet him inside, please tell him what I'm going to say next."

Jiang Xinyue nodded: "You said..."

Chen Ajiao's lips were slightly dry, her breath gradually weakened and she said: "Mom has passed away from illness, she passed away very peacefully, grandma and grandpa also passed away, they walked in their sleep, walking together, it was much more comfortable than mother's walking .”

"Now, I'm leaving too, please don't be sad, don't be sad."

"You must be strong alone, and live bravely. Please start a new life, a new life."

"If there is fate, or if there is a reincarnation, maybe in a few years, I will be your daughter again."

"I will always worship you, Gillian who loves you..."

After finishing speaking, Chen Ajiao closed her eyes, with two tears on the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Xinyue burst into tears.

I don't know if this is the first time I have encountered this kind of parting, anyway, Jiang Xinyue was crying.

And Chen Ajiao made the last weak voice, and said with difficulty: "Can you give me a pain, more than half of my bones are broken, and now the pain is getting worse."

"I don't want to be hurt to death before I lose too much blood."

Jiang Xinyue nodded and laid Chen Ajiao flat on the ground.

Then he stood up and bowed.

"Don't worry, Sister Gillian, although our acquaintance was so short, I will definitely satisfy your two requests."

After speaking, he raised the short stick in his hand.

Da has a posture of wanting to finish Chen Ajiao with one move.

At this moment, Qin Fan suddenly stretched out a hand.

Tightly hold the short stick that Jiang Xinyue raised.

"what are you doing?"

"Don't you want Sister Gillian to die in extreme pain? You might as well give her a good time!"

Jiang Xinyue looked at Qin Fan tightly holding onto her short stick, obviously quite angry.

But Qin Fan had a very confident smile on his face.

"I can save her!"

Qin Fan blurted out these words, which instantly aroused Jiang Xinyue's curiosity.

Even Chen Ajiao, who was lying on the ground waiting to die, slightly opened her eyes.

Jiang Xinyue looked at Chen Ajiao who was lying on the ground, and the wounds all over her body could be described as shocking.

"What are you kidding?"

"Do you think you are Hua Tuo? Do you think you are Bian Que?"

"Even if you are good at medicine, how can you help me if you are empty-handed now!"

Jiang Xinyue wanted to break free from Qin Fan's shackles, and now she felt like giving Chen Ajiao pain.

But Chen Ajiao glanced at Qin Fan, said with a very weak breath: "Xinyue, let him try!"

"I think I still need to rescue it!"

It is human nature to be afraid of death.

Even Chen Ajiao, who already felt that she was going to die, would have a little bit of fantasy.

Even this fantasy is likely to be the illusion of the last bit of consciousness to survive before his death.

Hearing what Chen Ajiao said, Jiang Xinyue put down the short stick she held up.

She looked at Qin Fan very cautiously, pointed at Qin Fan's nose with a short stick and said, "If you are capable, treat him quickly and seriously!"

"If you make Sister Gillian go unhappy, then I won't make you happy either!"

Qin Fan chuckled.

Before, I thought that Jiang Xinyue's IQ had suddenly increased, and she had become a lot more cautious and ruthless.

But now it seems that this Jiang Xinyue still lacks a muscle, a big silly girl!
Don't talk too much, it's too late to say it!
Qin Fan quickly took out a cloth bag from his bosom.

Open it in the air, and nine gleaming silver needles are sacrificed.

"Xinyue, get out of the way for me!"

"I'll let you see what it means to be a descendant of Bian Que!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Fan pinched his hands.

"The first injection, seal the acupoints and lock the blood."

"The second needle, the dead tree is in spring!"

"The third needle,..."

……

"Ninth needle, ninety-nine return to one, gather souls!"

These nine needles are actually not fast at all.

It took more than half an hour.

Qin Fan was also sweating profusely, feeling uncertain.

I was afraid that Chen Ajiao would die before the needle was finished because of her serious injury.

Fortunately, Chen Ajiao has a cultivation base of the eighth level of the mirror, and is not as fragile as Qin Fan thought.

After releasing the nine needles, Qin Fan also consumed his own energy quite a bit.

Because Chen Ajiao's injury was so serious that Qin Fan had to draw out the remaining aura in his body to pull her back from the death line.