Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 734 Killing you is easy

Moreover, with such a serious injury as Fan Qingtian, he couldn't take the pill at all. Once he took the pill, Fan Qingtian couldn't absorb the energy of the pill, and it was very likely that he would explode and die due to too much energy, which was even more dangerous.

Li Mie is not a doctor, and he can't help Fan Qingtian recover from the next injury.

Stretching out his hand to grasp Fan Qingtian's pulse, Jue Rong said in a solemn voice, "Your Majesty's injury is very serious, especially the damage to his heart vein is the most fatal. If you can't suture the heart vein, I'm afraid the king's injury will be severe." It won't last more than three days."

Hearing Jue Rong's answer, the faces of everyone present almost changed.

"Fan Qing." Holding the sword hilt tightly in his hand, Zuo Zhujin tried his best to restrain the excitement in his heart, and asked in a deep voice, "I believe that the king will not die so easily, is there any way to save the king! "

"The location of the damage to the king's heart vein is very special. Ordinary needles cannot suture this special heart vein of the king. Tianxin needle must be used."

His eyes darkened, and Jue Rong continued coldly, "But the Tianxin needle has been taken by Sima Beiming, I can't help the king, you go to Sima Beiming."

Hearing Jue Rong's words, a light flashed in Li Mie's eyes, his figure flashed, and Li Mie suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Naturally knowing that Li Mie must have gone to look for Sima Beiming, Ming Yin glanced at the worried faces of the people present, and said coldly, "With the god of death, Fan Qingtian can't die."

After finishing speaking, Ming Yin's figure also disappeared in front of everyone, and immediately went to chase the god of death, and the situation of the god of death himself is not optimistic now.

Sima Beiming, who is neither an enemy nor a friend, doesn't know if it will be bad for Li Mie, he has to follow.

As Li Mie left with Fan Qingtian, Pang Su, who was seriously injured, saw that his Pavilion Master hadn't appeared from the beginning to the end, and then said to Ruo Zhirou and the others, "The Pavilion Master is not here, so let's go back to heal our wounds first." , Waiting for the notification from the pavilion master."

A murderous light flashed across his eyes, and Pang Su continued, "After you go back, give me an order that all the people in Qianji Pavilion must find Yan Dongqing. This traitor must not be let go."

"Yes, Deputy Pavilion Master." Zhuo Zhirou and the others said in a deep voice.

"Ahem, thank you, everyone came to help." Zuo Zhujin is the only one who can stand here now. Although Zuo Zhujin doesn't know if they know Fan Qingtian and why they help Fan Qingtian, but He should say this thank you for Fan Qingtian.

"Well, we were also ordered by the Pavilion Master to come to support us. We don't need to thank you, so let's say goodbye!" After Pang Su finished speaking, Pang Su immediately opened the fixed-point space, and took Ruozhirou and others back to the Qianji Pavilion.

After Pang Su and others left, Jue Rong found Du Xiangxiu lying on the ground dying.

Wu Bo's pupils suddenly burst into panic and worry, and Jue Rong hurriedly came to Du Xiangxiu's side.

"Young master..." He hurriedly took Du Xiangxiu's pulse, and Jue Rong tried his best to keep himself calm.

After taking the pulse, Jue Rong didn't stop for a moment, and immediately began to help Du Xiangxiu treat his injury.

"Is Du Xiangxiu all right?" Zuo Zhujin asked with a worried expression on Jue Rong's eyes.

Her face was serious. As a doctor, she had to keep calm at all times. Even if something happened to her, she couldn't fluctuate too much.

Frowning, Jue Rong looked at Du Xiangxiu's pale and colorless face, and said in a low voice, "For the time being, there will be no danger to life."

Looking at the people present, Jue Rong looked at the shocking injuries of the people present, and said coldly, "You are all seriously injured, the king is not here, you should find a place to rest, and I will heal your injuries. "

Watching the few remaining soldiers evacuate far away, worry and grief flashed in King Cass' eyes.

Hearing Jue Rong's words, King Cass came back to his senses and said, "It's not far from the next city. There are my troops there. Let's go there first."

After a pause, King Cass continued, "Yu Shangxi is dead, no one will hunt us down."

After listening to King Cass' words, Zuo Zhujin frowned and sighed, "Just obey King Cass for now, and I will guarantee that everyone's lives will not be threatened."

Looking to Zuo Zhujin, King Cass' eyes were indifferent and calm.

At the same time, Zuo Zhujin is also the king of Cass, and the moment his eyes meet, Zuo Zhujin's eyes are full of guilt.

"The king is not here yet, we will stay here and wait for the king to come back." Qi Dao and several other guards who were still alive said in a deep voice.

Without any superfluous expression on his face, Jue Rong hugged Du Xiangxiu and said calmly, "It's not too late, let's leave immediately."

As Jue Rong and the others left, the river was stained with blood, like a battlefield destroyed by the doomsday, with no life left, only the wind of blood and corpses piled up.

The drizzle is continuous, the cold wind is blowing, the bamboo leaves are rustling, and the bells are stirring a sad melody.

A bamboo house like a paradise is located in this bamboo forest.

The weather was gloomy, and a red candle was lit in the bamboo house.

Lying halfway on the bamboo couch in the bamboo hut is a man who looks like a woman who is as beautiful as a country.

The slightly open red clothes exposed the man's collarbone, and his fair skin glistened, making him extremely alluring.

Holding a piece of delicate and smooth human skin in his hand, Sima Beiming sewed the human skin gracefully while wearing it and leading it.

The flickering fire elongated the shadow of Sima Beiming who was half lying on the bamboo couch, and the shadow was reflected on the window, exuding a sense of eerie mystery.

Suddenly, the door of the bamboo house was opened, and a proud figure appeared with a flawless and handsome man in his arms.

Being suddenly disturbed, Sima Beiming, who was half lying on the bamboo couch, was not disturbed, and continued to sew the things in his hand unhurriedly, saying in a low voice, "The god of death is coming, and we are far away."

After a pause for a while, Sima Beiming continued, "I don't know, what is the purpose of Death coming to see Sima Beiming today?"

Holding Brahma Qingtian in his arms, Li Mie, who had always looked at the world with contempt, now had a look of deep worry in his eyes, and panic was hidden deep in his eyes.

His gaze fell on Sima Beiming, and Li Mie said in an unprecedentedly heavy voice, "I need you to treat Qing'er."

After Li Mie finished speaking, Sima Beiming raised his head from the seriousness of sewing the human skin to look at Li Mie.

A pair of deep eyes flashed a red light, Sima Beiming put down the things in his hands, and slowly walked down from the bed.

Coming in front of Li Mie, Sima Beiming smiled and said in a deep voice, "The God of Reaper seems to be seriously injured, why didn't the God of Reaper ask me to heal your injury first?"

"I'm fine." Li Mie said a few words indifferently.

Looking at Fan Qingtian, who was in Li Mie's arms, who was like a gossamer, Sima Beiming said unhurriedly, "Indeed, compared with Fan Qingtian's injury, Death God is of course no problem."

After a pause, Sima Bei Mingrou stared at Reaper with cold eyes, and said calmly, "It's just that Reaper's strength doesn't seem to be qualified to threaten me to do anything for you.

And it seems that it is easy for me to kill God now. "

(End of this chapter)