My stall is a bit fierce

"Zhao Yan, don't you just want the map of Shanhe Sheji? If you dare to touch a hair of He Xiaoyu, I will let you get nothing!"

"Okay, exchange the ancient painting with me, I'll wait for you in Tianqinglou!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Zifeng punched the wall.

These people are like flies one after another, he has no room to retreat, he can only keep moving forward.

After signing up for a taxi, Zhao Zifeng rushed to the Tianqing Building, and there were two strong men in black suits at the door.

"Miss has been waiting for a long time, Mr. Zhao, please!"

Zhao Zifeng didn't say a word, but followed behind, he took a deep breath while looking at the surrounding environment.

The guards inside are heavily guarded, with someone guarding every ten steps. Judging from this formation alone, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a net of heaven and earth.

Pushing open the door, in the middle of the hall is He Xiaoyu, whose hands and feet were bound, with many bruises on her face,
"Zhao Yan! Let her go!"

Zhao Zifeng was really angry, he clenched his fists and said.

"Hehe, have you brought what I want?" Zhao Yan asked with a sneer.

She set up such a big game today, just to make Zhao Zifeng pay the price for the sake of revenge!

"Your things are here, let Xiaoyu go, and I'll give them to you!" Zhao Zifeng took off the cloth bag on his back.

"Are you qualified to negotiate terms with me?" Zhao Yan curled her lips in disdain.

"I poured gasoline in the bag, just need a little spark, this painting will be reduced to ashes in an instant, if you don't believe me, try it!" Zhao Zifeng took out the lighter and lit it on the cloth bag.

"Let her go!"

This painting is of great importance, Zhao Yan dare not be careless, she can only stabilize Zhao Zifeng first.

He Xiaoyu was untied from the rope, and she threw herself into Zhao Zifeng's arms, "Zifeng, I thought I couldn't see you anymore, I was wrong, I shouldn't have misunderstood you, it's all my fault..."

"Don't cry, you go first."

"I won't go, I want to stay with you!" He Xiaoyu shook his head desperately.

Zhao Zifeng said calmly: "Be obedient, if you don't leave, I will be distracted, and we will all stay here."

"What a pair of fateful mandarin ducks, I don't think any of you leave, give me a hand!"

Zhao Yan gave an order, and all the elites of the Zhao family surrounded him.

Dozens of people filled the hall in an instant, Zhao Zifeng guarded He Xiaoyu tightly behind him.

Even if he was skilled, he couldn't stand the siege of so many people. In just a few breaths, he had many wounds on his body.

"Damn, whoever is afraid of whom, isn't it just risking your life?"

Zhao Zifeng snatched a steel rod and swung it out, the five people on the way fell to the ground in an instant.

1 minutes, 5 minutes, half an hour.

Zhao Zifeng half-kneeled on the ground, and he barely supported his body to the limit with steel rods.

In front of them, a large group of people have fallen,
"Zifeng, how are you?" He Xiaoyu supported him, his eyes were red.

"It's okay, I can still hold on!"

"Zhao Zifeng, I obviously underestimated you, but, can you still stand up now?"

Zhao Yan slowly walked over from the corner with a mocking smile on her face.

"Hehe, it's okay to kill you, you bastard!" Zhao Zifeng gritted his teeth and stood up.

But the wound on his body was pulled, and the pain made his body completely uncontrollable.

Boom!

Zhao Zifeng couldn't even hold the steel rod, so he had to support his body with his hands.

"Look, in the end, you can't protect anyone. I want you to see the woman you love die in front of your own eyes."

Zhao Yan took out her pistol and aimed it at He Xiaoyu.

"Let her go, what kind of grievances do you have, come to me!" Zhao Zifeng roared.

"No, I don't want you to hurt Zifeng!"

He Xiaoyu, who has always been weak, actually mustered up her courage, and she stepped forward to fight with Zhao Yan for the pistol.

"court death!"

boom!
After a loud noise, He Xiaoyu slowly fell in front of Zhao Zifeng.

"You bastard, how dare you kill Xiao Yu, I will kill you!"

Zhao Zifeng completely lost his mind, exhausted his last strength and kicked over.

The force was so great that Zhao Yan flew five meters away, and when she turned her head, she became silent.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, wake up, don't scare me?"

Zhao Zifeng picked up He Xiaoyu, staggered and walked out, but he fell down before walking a few steps.

"Come on, is there anyone, help her!"

He Xiaoyu's face became paler, and even the body temperature was dissipating.

"System, system, stop maintaining it, help!" Zhao Zifeng could only pin his hopes on the system.

"Ding, the system maintenance time has ended, and the Wanjie travel function has been activated."

To Zhao Zifeng at this time, this sound was no different from the sounds of nature.

"Quick, take out the golden medicine!"

Zhao Zifeng poured Jinchuang Yao on He Xiaoyu's chest as if he didn't need money, and the wound left by the bullet healed quickly.

There was more blood on her face, her breathing was much more stable, at least her life was saved.

Zhao Zifeng simply rubbed some medicine, picked up He Xiaoyu and rushed to the hospital.

"I need an emergency room, hurry up!"

Zhao Zifeng kicked open the gate of the hospital, and passers-by along the way made way for him.

Outside the emergency room, he walked up and down anxiously, his face full of anxiety.

The inspection didn't last long, and He Xiaoyu was quickly pushed out.

"Who are the family members of the patient?"

"I am, how is her condition?" Zhao Zifeng hurried up.

The doctor shook his head and said, "Not very optimistic. Although her injury is stable, her nervous system has been damaged. With the current medical technology, it is unlikely to be cured."

"What, is there nothing you can do?"

"Hey, be prepared, this girl has a high possibility of becoming a vegetable!"

Hearing this, Zhao Zifeng's heart sank, and he sat beside the hospital bed at a loss.

Soon, Yang Guiyu rushed over upon hearing the news.

When she saw her daughter on the hospital bed, she was shocked and angry, pulling Zhao Zifeng like a crazy hen.

"It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, the disaster star, neither my husband nor my daughter will have any accidents. Get out!"

This incident really had something to do with him, Zhao Zifeng walked out of the ward in silence.

"System, is there any way to wake up He Xiaoyu!"

"Ding, remind the host, there are three ways!"

Zhao Zifeng's hope was rekindled by the system's prompt, and he asked eagerly, "Is there any way?"

"The first is to look for Xuannv's Tears, which is a treasure of the Nine Heavens World. It has the power to bring the dead back to life, and it is enough to save He Xiaoyu!"

"Nine Heavens World?"

"The Nine Heavens World is a high-level world among the Ten Thousand Realms. With the strength of the host, it is temporarily inaccessible!"

"Then talk about your sister, just tell me I can do it!" Zhao Zifeng complained angrily.

"Ding, according to the system's detection, He Xiaoyu's soul has been injured, and apart from Xuannv's Tears, only the Nine Turns Divine Pill can heal her!"

Zhao Zifeng asked curiously: "Nine Turns Divine Pill, what is that?"