The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 115 Wang Xiaolong: "I'm always one step behind."

Hong Kang discovered that the bones of Wang Jianglong's upper body were comminuted.

Moreover, the viscera and six internal organs were damaged to varying degrees.

Unstoppable bleeding.

Hong Kang frowned tightly, with a dignified expression.

In this case, there is absolutely no way to cure it.

I don't know the method of "cutting the veins to stop the bleeding" in the world of internal energy and true energy.

If sent to the hospital——

Hong Kang shook his head.

With Wang Jianglong's current appearance, he might not be able to make it to the hospital.

"Den, Deng, Deng."

There was a rush of running sound from far to near, and soon reached the entrance of [Dragon Tiger Gate].

Hong Kang turned his head and looked: "Xiaolong?!"

Wang Xiaolong stared blankly at the ruins in front of him.

There was a huge panic in my heart.

"Little Tiger? Uncle?!"

At this time, he heard Hong Kang's cry.

Turning his head to look, there was joy in his eyes.

Three steps and two steps rushed over.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the three people on the ground, Wang Xiaolong looked up at Hong Kang and asked with his eyes.

Hong Kang sighed and said, "The Huoyun evil god has come."

"When I arrived, they were already like this."

crunch~~
Wang Xiaolong was furious in his heart, and his fists were clenched tightly.

A deep roar came out of his mouth: "[Rakshamen]! Fire Cloud Cthulhu..."

Hong Kang explained the situation to Wang Xiaolong: "Wang Xiaohu and this person were only slightly injured, and there is nothing serious about it. However, your uncle Wang Jianglong may... not last long."

Wang Xiaolong grabs Hong Kang's arm all at once, firmly grasping it.

"Akang, isn't your medical skill very good! How could you not save him??!"

"Xiaolong, what I know is medical skills, not immortal skills." Hong Kang smiled wryly, "Birth, old age, sickness and death, the cycle of heaven, who can get rid of it."

Wang Xiaolong's usually cold face also showed a trace of sadness: "I..."

"...Xiaolong, is it Xiaolong...cough cough..."

At this time, an intermittent murmur came from below.

The voice was very low, but both of them were masters, so they could clearly hear Wang Jianglong talking.

Wang Xiaolong squatted down immediately, and stretched out his hand to help Wang Jianglong halfway up.

"I advise you not to do this." Hong Kang said, "Your uncle's body is already a shattered candle. At this time, if you get any more injuries, you may not be able to hold on."

Wang Xiaolong's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

I don't know where to put it!
"... Xiaolong, you are Xiaolong..."

With the last of his strength, Wang Jianglong looked at Wang Xiaolong.

Ever since his younger brother and sister Wen Qing took Wang Xiaolong out of [Dragon Tiger Gate], he has never seen him again.

"...Not bad, not bad...It's very similar to Fuhu..."

"Especially... the nose, which is... cut out of the same mold..."

Just two very ordinary words, but Wang Xiaolong broke his guard immediately.

No matter how hard it is to maintain that expressionless face.

There seemed to be water mist in the eye sockets, but he tried his best not to let it flow down.

Just a few days ago, Ma Kun, whom he regarded as his father, died tragically at the hands of others;

Today, the only elder by blood, his uncle, doesn't have much time left.

All of this is because of [Rakshamen]! ! !
At this moment, killing intent surged in Wang Xiaolong's heart, against Huoyun evil god.erupted like a volcano.

He hates it! !
Why did he hate himself for being one step slower? !

What a trick of fate, he felt as if God was playing tricks on him.

That time when he was a child, he didn't rush home in time to rescue his mother, so he could only watch the sea of ​​flames helplessly;
Last time, when he went to rescue Ma Kun, he didn't arrive in time, and the last thing he faced was Ma Kun's dead body;
This time, [Dragon Tiger Gate] crisis, he was still a step too late.

Wang Xiaolong, who was already depressed, was under the influence of various distracting thoughts and boiling killing intent.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if he was about to rush to the [Rakshamen] regardless.

"Little Dragon?"

Noticing that Wang Xiaolong seemed to be losing his mind, Hong Kang hastily shouted.

"upbraid!"

With this sound, Hong Kang used the method of "sound beating".

Coupled with Hong Kang's fist, Wang Xiaolong, who was on the verge of impulsiveness, regained some sanity.

Wang Jianglong also noticed that Wang Xiaolong's state was not right just now, which made him decide not to speak ill of those parents.

"...Xiaolong, you are the elder brother...you have to take care of the younger brother..."

"I hope...you and Xiaohu...together...to keep...the dragon...the tiger...the door~~"

After saying the last order, I felt relieved.

Wang Jianglong gave a "click".

He tilted his head, his arms went limp, and he was completely out of breath.

"Uncle!!"

……

Wang Xiaohu and Shi Heilong were taken to the hospital.

Wang Jianglong's funeral was organized by Wang Xiaolong alone.

At the funeral, only Ma Xiaoling and Hong Kang were with him.

Wang Xiaohu and Shi Heilong were trying to come over, but Wang Xiaolong disagreed.

The injuries of the two of them could not move on the ground at all.

But the two kept arguing, just when Wang Xiaolong was about to slap them one by one, knocking them unconscious.

Hong Kang persuaded: "Let them go!"

"Otherwise, the two of them will have regrets for the rest of their lives."

Finally, when going to the grave.

Wang Xiaohu and Shi Heilong came over in wheelchairs.

Watching Wang Jianglong's ashes fall slowly, Wang Xiaolong and the others were silent for a while.

Hong Kang said: "Xiaolong, then you should cultivate first! I'm going back."

Wang Xiaolong said: "Akang, thank you."

Hong Kang patted Wang Xiaolong's arm.

After a pause, he said, "When you go to [Rakshamen], do you want me to go with you?"

Wang Xiaolong shook his head: "No, this is a matter between me and Huoyun Cthulhu."

"But I ask you one thing."

Hong Kang said, "Say it."

Wang Xiaolong said: "I hope, at that time, you can sit in [Longhumen] for a while."

Hong Kang didn't hesitate: "This is not a big problem, just let me know when the time comes."

Wang Xiaolong looked deeply at Hong Kang.

The person in front of him has helped him a lot, he can be regarded as both a teacher and a friend.

Wang Xiaolong said seriously: "Thank you!"

……

Baiyun Mountain.

under the tower.

"He's right, he is indeed my junior brother, your uncle."

Qixia heard the news brought back by Hong Kang,

There was a moment of silence at first, and then he revealed the relationship between Huoyun Cthulhu and him.

Hong Kang didn't ask Qixia anxiously, why didn't Huoyun Cthulhu do so many bad things, why didn't he get rid of Yunyun!

The so-called, children are right and wrong, adults only look at the pros and cons!
Hong Kang is not a rookie who just came out of the rivers and lakes.

Hong Kang in his previous life was considered half a man of the rivers and lakes himself.

Huoyun Cthulhu didn't offend Hong Kang himself, and being able to fight once at [Dragon and Tiger Gate] is already full of affection.

As for the relationship between his master and him, he believed that if Qixia wanted to say something, he would say it.

Qi Xia looked at his apprentice with a smile and said, "You really don't look like a rookie."

Then, the tone was full of memories.

"He is my junior brother, his real name is Xi Chengyong..."

(End of this chapter)