Stars

War Soul said: "They are ants, but their father is not."

"Young man, you have no problem with your brain! His father is an ant, isn't he an ant?" The red-haired old man laughed.

"You!" "Pfft!" The war spirit suddenly panicked and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

"Brother! You are so seriously injured, so don't talk." Zhan Ling said: "And you old guy, can you say a few words less, you want to kill my brother!"

"Just spit it out!" The red-haired old man smiled and said, "Now it's time to fire! Come and drink!"

"Old guy! What do you want to do?" Zhan Ling hurriedly stopped him: "My elder brother is already like this, and you still let him drink, isn't it killing him?"

Alcohol is something that promotes blood circulation and unblocks the meridians, and it may be beneficial for ordinary people to drink a little when they have nothing to do.But for this seriously injured person, it is a stimulant, because the wine will swell the blood and make the wound open.

"Little girl! Don't worry, I won't harm your elder brother." The red-haired old man said.

"Is it strange that you don't know?" Zhan Ling said: "We don't know what your origin is, and who knows if you will do something secretly."

The red-haired old man said: "Little girl! Don't slander me! If I hadn't saved them just now, the three of them would have gone to reincarnation by now."

"I'll believe you if you tell me! You treat me like a three-year-old child!" Zhan Ling said.

"Bring it! I'll drink it!" War Soul said suddenly.

Zhan Ling was astonished and said, "Brother! You are sick! In this case, can you still drink?"

War Soul said: "Now that I am like this, I am not sick."

"No! I won't let you drink, I don't want to hear your screams." War Spirit tried his best to stop it.

"Isn't it just a sip of wine? Your elder brother, I am in good health, what can a sip of wine do to me. Just stay and go!" said the soul of war.

Zhan Ling said: "No! With me here, don't even think about it."

"The wings are stiff, and I don't even listen to what my elder brother said." War Soul said.

"Brother! I'm doing this for your own good! If you're injured so badly, you should take good care of it. Why drink alcohol? You don't feel sorry for me, but do I feel sorry for you?" Zhan Ling said.

"Little girl! I have wronged you!" The red-haired old man suddenly slapped Zhan Ling on the shoulder.

"Old fellow! What did you sit on me for? Why can't I move." Zhan Ling looked shocked and angry. She felt as if her soul was frozen and she couldn't control his body.

"Open your mouth!"

War Soul opened his mouth, and the red-haired old man poured the wine in.

"Goo!" War Soul swallowed the wine.

But after drinking the wine, the soul of war felt like it was on fire. The muscles and bones all over the body seemed to be burning, and the pain was unbearable.

"Young man, I know you are in pain. If you are in pain, just scream! It might be better if you scream out." The red-haired old man said.

Gritting his teeth, Zhan Hun struggled to keep silent.

Zhan Ling watched from the side, feeling anxious and in pain!Because the wounds on Zhanhun's body were bleeding, and the blood had penetrated the wooden board. "Tick-tick-tack!" The blood fell on the ground drop by drop.

"Young man, it's okay! It will be more painful next time, I don't know if you can bear it." The red-haired old man said.

"Old guy! If you torture my elder brother again, I will kill you later." War Spirit roared.

The red-haired old man didn't pay any attention, and stretched out his right hand, a ball of red light surrounded his palm, and slowly brushed over Zhanhun's body from head to toe.

Battle Soul is suffering heart-pounding pain at this moment, where the red-haired old man's palm brushes, it feels like the bones are burning, and the blood and energy of the tendons are rushing here and there, challenging the limit of the pain he can bear.

The pain-sensing system of Zhanhun was numb, because of the severe pain, his pain-sensing system stopped working.

"What are you doing? It's already finished, does it still hurt?" the red-haired old man said.

War Soul Shu opened his ferocious face and said, "It's done? What's done?"

"I've already cured you." The red-haired old man said.

"Are you kidding, you think you are a god! Then brush your hand over, and my injury will be healed. Are you lying to ghosts?" War Soul sat up excitedly.

"Liar ghost!" The red-haired old man said: "Have you already done it? See how it feels?"

"Brother! Your injury, your injury..." Zhan Ling stammered.

"What's wrong with my injury?" War Soul was taken aback for a moment, hurriedly looked at his whole body carefully, moved his hands, and jumped down again.

"Hey! It's really healed, it's amazing." War Soul said in surprise: "Well! Now I feel full of vitality and strength, which is a bit better than when I was at my peak. Amazing!"

"Are you talking about yourself? Or me?" the red-haired old man said.

Zhan Hun smiled, and said: "Of course I mean you, senior! You are so powerful, I finally know why Feng Yun recruited you into the mansion."

"I don't know who said I had ulterior motives just now!" said the red-haired old man.

The soul of war said awkwardly: "Senior! You have a lot of adults, so don't bother with me. It's better to treat my two brothers as soon as possible!"

"Trust me now!" said the red-haired old man.

"Believe it!" War Soul said.

The red-haired old man said: "Little girl! What about you?"

Zhan Ling smiled and said: "Senior! I misunderstood you just now, and I apologize to you. Please save Feng Yun and Brother Baihu, and please untie it for me. I will definitely not cause trouble for you."

The red-haired old man nodded and said, "Mmm! This is more or less like a girl."

After untying the war spirit, the red-haired old man carefully looked at the war spirit and the white tiger.

"Drag the white tiger out and bury it!" the red-haired old man said suddenly.

"What?" The mouths of both Zhanhun and Zhanling turned into an 'o' shape at the same time.

The red-haired old man said: "Didn't you hear clearly? I said drag the white tiger out and bury it."

"Senior! You mean to bury the white tiger. Right!" War Soul said.

The red-haired old man nodded and said, "That's right! I've said it twice, don't you understand?"

"You mean, Baihu, he, he's dead?" Zhan Ling asked suspiciously.

The red-haired old man said: "I see. I just said that I believed in me, but I lied. You two don't trust me at all!"

"No! Senior, it's just that your request is really puzzling! Isn't Brother Bai Hu still alive? You should be able to revive him. Why did you bury Brother Bai Hu?" said the war spirit.

The red-haired old man said: "You still have doubts about me. If you really believe and trust me, you will just have hesitation and no worries."

"Senior! We didn't mean that? You told us to bury the white tiger, you have to give us a reason!" Zhan Ling said.

"That's right!" War Soul echoed.