Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 679 Getting angry is scary

His face paled again in an instant, and Jue Rong's movements couldn't help but stagnate, but his speed was still very fast, and the needle in his hand also pierced into Sima Beiming's body.

But before Jue Rong could withdraw his hand, Sima Beiming caught off guard and took a silver needle in front of Jue Rong again and plunged it into Jue Rong's body.

Stopped, Sima Beiming had already taken his silver needle in his hand, and pierced it into the Sheng acupuncture point.

It was only two fights, and Jue Rong was defeated.

"Pfft." A mouthful of blood spurted out from Jue Rong's mouth, staining the silver needle on the table bright red.

"Ugly girl!" Seeing Jue Rong spitting blood, Dai Qi quickly flew in front of Jue Rong with horror in his eyes.

Fan Qingtian's face was solemn, and fine sweat oozes from his tightly clenched palms. Fan Qingtian didn't want Jue Rong to die because of this, but hoped that she would not kill Jue Rong when she bet against Sima Beiming.

With overwhelming anger in his eyes, Dai Qi came to Jue Rong, looked at Sima Beiming who was calm and said angrily, "Hurry up and heal her, or I will kill you, young master." Eight dollars!"

"You are capable of fighting me, but it's a pity that the seal in your body prevents you from exerting all your strength, and you will only die in my hands." Looking up at Dai Qi, Sima Beiming who has the eyes of ghosts and gods The identity of Du Qi can be seen through at a glance.

Unhurriedly pulling out the silver needle from his body, Sima Beiming's eyes fell on Jue Rong again, "The medical skills are not bad, but compared to He Fengying, you are still too young and too impatient.

Only by letting yourself live first can you kill the enemy. "

Putting the silver needle pulled out from the body on the table, Sima Beiming continued, "Because you gave me the heart needle, I will spare your life."

At the end of the sentence, Sima Beiming raised his palm and slapped it, a silver needle flew into the sky, and immediately clamped the silver needle between his two fingers, Sima Beiming pierced Jue Rong's living acupoint with one needle.

When Sima Beiming pierced Jue Rong's body for the third time, it didn't hit Jue Rong's dead point, or else Jue Rong would be dead now.

Sima Beiming's third needle was pierced on Jue Rong's partial life gate, which was just able to relieve the loss of life energy from the dead veins. It can be said that Sima Beiming had no intention of killing Jue Rong at all.

And when Sima Beiming got the second needle, Jue Rong knew he was defeated.

The needle is inserted into the dead veins, and there is only one second to save himself. Jue Rong chooses to assassinate Sima Beiming. Jue Rong knows that he is dead after making this choice.

But Sima Beiming stabbed a needle in Jue Rong's body at the same moment, prolonging her life in an instant. It can be said that Sima Beiming saved Jue Rong's life.

Hearing Sima Beiming's words, Jue Rong squeezed his hands tightly, his indifferent face was flushed, he raised his head and asked Sima Beiming angrily, "Why did you save me!"

"I'm in a good mood." Sima Beiming said indifferently with a faint smile on his face.

Listening to the conversation between Sima Beiming and Jue Rong, Fan Qingtian's eyes flickered slightly, looking thoughtful.

"Ugly girl, how are you? Why are you so angry all of a sudden." Dai Qi always thought that Jue Rong was just a wooden person, but he didn't expect that she would still be angry, and when she got angry, it was quite terrifying.

Hearing Sima Beiming's words, Jue Rong bit his lip firmly, restraining his ups and downs.

After half a sound, Jue Rong patted his body, forcing out the four silver needles pierced in the body with internal force.

Four silver needles burst out from Jue Rong's body, and with a sweep of his hand, Jue Rong put the four silver needles into his palm.

Opening the palm, Jue Rong took a deep look at the silver needle lying in the palm.

Putting the silver needle on the table, Jue Rong said in a low voice, "I'm not as skilled as others, so I admit defeat."

"The heart needle belongs to you." Looking straight at Sima Beiming who didn't care, Jue Rong continued, "I hope you can take good care of the Tianxin needle.

I don't ask you to use the Tianxin needle to save people, but please don't use the Tianxin needle to kill people. This is also my master's wish. "

Taking the silver needle in front of Jue Rong, Sima Beiming gently wiped the blood stained on the silver needle with a white satin, and did not refuse Rong's words.

Standing up from his seat, Jue Rong looked at Li Mie and Fan Qingtian, and said calmly, "I want to activate my heart and soul for Mo Ziyuan, and no one is allowed to disturb me. I also hope that God of Death and King Fan will wait outside for the time being." .”

After finishing speaking, Sima Beiming didn't wait for Fan Qingtian and others to answer, and walked back to the wooden house in the blink of an eye with graceful steps.

After closing the door, Sima Beiming walked up to Mo Ziyuan, opened the eyes of ghosts and gods, and immediately the blood veins in Mo Ziyuan's body were clearly branded by Sima Beiming in his eyes.

Ten silver needles were held between the five fingers of both hands, and a strand of transparent silk thread was strung on the silver needle needles. Sima Beiming flicked his ten fingers, and the silver needles pierced into Mo Ziyuan's heart. The silver needle is like a living thing swimming in Zi Yuan's heart and soul.

In an instant, the blood and soul in Mo Ziyuan's body slowly began to connect.

Time goes by gradually, night falls, dawn...

On the next morning, Sima Beiming's bamboo house finally opened the door.

Standing outside the door and waiting all the time, Fan Qingtian saw Sima Beiming coming out, his calm face immediately became turbulent, "Mr. Sima Beiming, how is Zi Yuan?"

Holding Fan Qingtian's waist, Li Mie's gaze fell on Sima Beiming, who was also waiting for Sima Beiming's answer.

With dark clouds hanging over his head, Jue Rong lowered his head and remained silent.

Standing on Jue Rong's shoulders, Dai Qi jumped around Jue Rong, but couldn't arouse Jue Rong's reaction.

If it wasn't for his breathing, Dai Qi really thought that Jue Rong was a scarecrow.

Looking at Fan Qingtian, Sima Beiming stroked the black hair in front of his hair with the orchid finger he twirled, and said unhurriedly, "It means saving him, but it depends on his own will to wake him up."

After a pause, Sima Beiming continued, "Reaper, Brahma King, you can come in to see him, and take him back by the way, the Misty Rain Bamboo House does not leave cured patients."

Turning sideways, Sima Beiming made way for Fan Qingtian and the others.

Hearing that Fan Qingtian quickly walked into the bamboo house and came to the bamboo couch where Mo Ziyuan was lying.

With seriousness in his eyes, Fan Qingtian felt the slight breathing sound coming from the tip of Mo Ziyuan's nose, and his tense heart finally let go.

Although Mo Ziyuan hasn't woken up yet, but Mo Ziyuan is alive, it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive.

Naturally, feeling Fan Qingtian's excitement, Li Mie patted Fan Qingtian's shoulder lightly.

"No matter what, you saved Mo Ziyuan, I am very grateful to you, if you need my help with anything, I can help you once." Fan Qingtian hugged Mo Ziyuan, who looked fragile body, facing Sima Beiming.

(End of this chapter)