Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

"Eldest brother...someone come to save him...Eldest brother, please open your eyes quickly..."

He Jiaojiao cried helplessly, while covering his chest with her hands and instilling spiritual power, while absorbing the endless stream of evil energy from his body to the maximum extent. Guan Xingchen's injury was still overflowing with red blood. After He Jiaojiao's efforts to inject spiritual power into him, his face looked slightly better than before.

"Don't want him to die?"

Xuanyuan Liang smiled sinisterly, "If you kneel down to me now and say that you are a bitch and destroy your Dantian, I will consider not killing him. What do you think?"

If a cultivator of immortality destroys his Dantian, he will become an ordinary civilian and will no longer be able to practice Taoism. He will also have to experience a short life span of several decades, as well as birth, old age, illness and death. If he really does that, it is no different from committing suicide. .

Immortal cultivators have an ageless appearance, eternal lifespan, and the magic of the immortal world. Once these things are destroyed along with the Dantian, without the support of cultivation, this person may also grow old overnight, or even more seriously. Life is at stake.

He Jiaojiao's body shook twice, she bit her lower lip, and lowered her head with tears in her eyes to look at her senior brother's closed eyes. If it weren't for herself, he wouldn't be like this.

During these years in Fanyin Palace, my senior brother has taken care of me everywhere. If my conduct can be exchanged for my senior brother's life, it will be worth it!

Thinking of this, He Jiaojiao withdrew the hand on his chest. Just as she was about to get up from the ground, she felt her skirt being pulled. She lowered her head in surprise and saw Guan Xingchen looking at her with a struggling expression on his face. She wanted to say As soon as He opened his mouth, another large mouthful of blood spurted out. He coughed violently and clutched her skirt tightly with his hands.

"No...don't...don't believe him...the demons...the demons have always been unfaithful..."

Even if he keeps his promise, he is a man and does not need a woman to protect him. But he didn't have the strength to say this last sentence and passed out again.

"Elder brother..." Before she could be happy to see him awake, he fainted again.

"How's it going? Have you thought about it? I don't have the patience anymore!" Xuanyuan Liang asked with a sneer.

"Are you really going to let him go?"

He Jiaojiao asked again.

"Of course, I don't have any deep grudge against this kid!"

But, if I don’t kill him, others won’t let him go. He must die, and his death must be extremely miserable. Xuanyuan Liang sneered in his heart and added.

"Okay, I'll destroy my Dantian!"

He Jiaojiao's eyes were dull, and she softly uttered a few words from her mouth, but it seemed that all her strength had been drained away.

Her body slowly moved down, and just when she was about to kneel on the ice, a long sword suddenly pressed against her knees. She raised her head in shock, only to see Guan Guan covered in blood. Xingchen held up his body and used his long sword to stop her from kneeling.

His face was pale and he stared at He Jiaojiao for a long time, but his eyes were clear, bright and sparkling.

"Little junior sister, we cultivators kneel to the sky and the earth, but we don't kneel to the evil demons and crooked ways! How can you despise yourself and let down the hopes of the masters? Where are you in the Fanyin Palace...?"

He held back his breath and finished all the words. When he finished speaking, he had no energy left and fell softly on He Jiaojiao's body. He kept breathing heavily, but still did not forget to persuade her.