Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

The ruthless Taoist frowned, wrinkled his nose, and when the lotus umbrella in his hand was about to stab Fu Liang, he suddenly felt a surge of powerful spiritual power around him.

The tip of the umbrella was inserted into the flesh precisely, and the blood soaked the man's white robe, which was soon washed away by the rain.

However, the person who was stabbed was not Fu Liang...

The ruthless Taoist priest was dumbfounded immediately, he didn't expect that someone would block the fatal blow for Fu Liang for no reason, the sharp umbrella tip passed through the person's lungs from the back, and the person bent down into a bow The cooked shrimp held Fu Liang tightly in his arms.

The tip of the umbrella that passed through his chest was soaked in blood, and the blood drops mixed with the rain fell on Fu Liang's robe that was covered in mud and couldn't see its original color.

Fu Liang had completely passed out at this time, his face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was so weak that he almost had no breath.

Ji Jiu didn't care about his own injury and pain at all, he quickly grabbed his cold and wet wrist, and anxiously poured true energy into him to protect his heart veins.

"Brother Liang, don't die!"

Ji Jiu was so worried that cold sweat fell from his forehead, and there was still a trail of blood hanging from the corner of his lips.

Due to the severity of the injury, he occasionally coughed up blood between his lips and teeth.

The ruthless Taoist priest found that this person didn't seem to be aware of his existence at all, and this person didn't seem to care about his injury at all. He frowned in confusion: "Who are you? Turn around and let the poor Taoist take a look."

There was obvious disgust in Ji Jiu's eyes. He ignored the ruthless Taoist priest and coughed up another mouthful of blood. He raised his hand and wiped the blood from his lips with the sleeve of his snow-white robe, while eagerly pouring spiritual power into Fu Liang's body.

The ruthless Taoist priest felt that he had been greatly insulted. He glanced out of the corner of his eyes and realized that the man did not suddenly appear alone, but also his wheelchair appeared with him...

"Often like autumn?" The ruthless Taoist sneered slightly and gritted his teeth.

He had heard of the character Chang Siqiu, but he no longer took the disability seriously, but Fu Liang's weakness and Chang Siqiu's self-sacrifice made him understand that perhaps Chang Siqiu's abilities hadn't been crippled. Everything is his lie to protect Fu Liang.

So... the most talented monk... is still Chang Siqiu!

His task is not yet complete.

The ruthless Taoist's breathing became short of breath and his mood was jumping with excitement. Chang Siqiu was already seriously injured, and this was a good time to kill him in one fell swoop.

He held his breath and held his voice, trying to forcefully pull out the lotus umbrella that had stabbed into Chang Siqiu's body.

However... can't move...

The ruthless Taoist thought that he had poked too hard just now, so now he couldn't get it out because of the pressure.

He was sweating profusely in anxiety, but Chang Siqiu, who was stabbed, remained calm and healed Fu Liang. With improvement, at least my life is temporarily saved.

Only then did Ji Jiu heave a sigh of relief, the fine sweat on his head was instantly washed away by the heavy rain.

At the same time, the ruthless Taoist's face twitched and his facial features twitched, and he tried his best to pull out the lotus umbrella from Chang Siqiu's chest.

"puff."

Ji Jiu sprayed a large amount of blood mist into the air, and more blood gushed out of the pierced hole immediately. He frowned and pressed his injured chest, and slowly sat back in the wheelchair with his sleeves brushed, and adjusted the direction of the wheelchair, looking not far away. A fickle Taoist priest.

He tilted his head and pointed at Fu Liang who had fainted on the ground, and asked the ruthless Taoist disdainfully: "You beat him like this?"

The ruthless Taoist unconsciously took half a step back.

Although Chang Siqiu was seriously injured, his body was covered in blood, and his face was not very healthy, he still subconsciously felt guilty.

"I asked you something, why are you ignoring me?"

Ji Jiu impatiently licked the back of his teeth, and his tone was a little exhausted.

The Taoist Prisoner puffed out his chest, and said proudly, "Yes, it is the poor Taoist."

"court death."

Ji Jiu gritted his teeth fiercely and said, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, with countless drops of water condensed on them, his slightly restrained eyes were more gloomy and terrifying than this weather.

"Hmph..." the Taoist ruthless dared to point the tip of his umbrella at Chang Siqiu's throat, "I'm afraid you are the one looking for death."

He didn't say any more, and as soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Chang Siqiu with an umbrella, and the speed became faster and faster, but in an instant, he was already standing in front of Chang Siqiu.

Heartless Taoist: "..."

His umbrella pierced Chang Siqiu's throat from top to bottom, but Chang Biqiu's right index and middle finger lightly touched the tip of his umbrella, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it in.

The ruthless Taoist was sweating profusely, and swallowed his saliva in fear. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Chang Siqiu put down his left hand covering his chest. The bloody mouth he poked a hole in was no longer bleeding, and... the wound healed .

"So fast……"

He couldn't help talking to himself, and his heartbeat was so fast that it couldn't be increased.

"You want to kill me just because of your ability? I think you are looking for your own death."

Ji Jiu seemed to effortlessly push away the tip of his umbrella, and the Taoist ruthless gave him a slap in the air. His internal organs were severely injured, and he was forced to retreat dozens of steps.

However, he couldn't hide no matter what.

He saw a white magic weapon galloping towards him in the rain, and the ruthless Taoist reflexively opened the lotus umbrella...

In less than a breath, the lotus umbrella was no match for the white magic weapon. When it got close, the Taoist priest realized that it was Chang Siqiu's white jade flute.

In an instant, the white jade flute passed through his throat, and the weather immediately cleared up.

The gushing warm blood sprinkled on the lotus umbrella, more like a lotus blooming brilliantly under the blood-colored sunset.

But the strange thing is... the body of the ruthless Taoist priest disappeared out of thin air.

Ji Jiu put the white jade flute back into his hands into the sleeve of his robe. Because the speed of the white jade flute was too fast, the flute was not stained with any blood.

He leaned over and picked up Fu Liang, then rolled the wheelchair towards the west towards the sunset.

Fu Liang was seriously injured, and fell into a coma for a long time, until Haiguo had already destroyed Dayue Kingdom, and its territory expanded nearly twice. He and Ji Jiu were regarded as prisoners of Dayue Kingdom and sent to Yancheng, the capital of Haiguo.

Wang Run, the Marquis of Anle, has repeatedly stated to Emperor Wang Yang that thanks to Fu Liang and Chang Siqiu's advice and internal cooperation, they were able to take down the Great Moon Kingdom so quickly, but Wang Yang didn't trust him very much, let alone believe in him. The outsider assistance in his mouth.

Fu Liang and Ji Jiu were temporarily placed under house arrest in a secluded garden near the imperial city in the north of Yancheng, where many monks from the emperor's dark guard supervised them.

Anlehou is so happy and obsessed with cultivating Taoism. He is usually squeezed out by the emperor and other powerful officials. He happened to be used by Fu Liang to offer him the land of Dayue Kingdom on the condition that Anlehou be his recommender in Haiguo.

An Lehou was very anxious about his affairs, he urgently needed Fu Liang's assistance, and got the approval of the emperor and other powerful officials in the court.

However, Fu Liang was in a coma, and Chang Siqiu accompanied him day and night in undressed clothes, and had no time to care about other things. In his eyes, it was not important for Fu Liang to wake up.