The setting sun blade suddenly appeared, but Qin Xiaochuan didn't move, but the blade went first.
The blade rushed out, and a wave of magical power gushed out of him.
The blade light is like snowflakes, flying all over the sky.
With the disease of blade light, Ye Lingguang didn't even have enough time to use the talisman again.
A large number of blades exploded in front of Ye Lingguang with a bang.
His body flew straight out and landed heavily on the ground.
Several blade lights flickered again in succession, and Ye Lingguang only felt a sharp pain in his chest.
In the throat, the smell of fishy sweetness keeps rolling.
Keng--
There was a long sound of golden ge, as if the sunset was setting, and the sky and the earth turned pale.
Qin Xiaochuan stood in front of him like a god.
The Setting Sun Blade in his hand pressed against Ye Lingguang's throat.
As long as you send it a little further in, Ye Lingguang's neck will be cut off.
The body of the blade can clearly reflect the figure of a person, and at first glance, it makes people feel cold all over.
"You, don't beg for mercy?"
Qin Xiaochuan was condescending, looking down at Ye Lingguang.
Ye Lingguang was already at the end of his strength, his mental strength had already been exhausted, and he didn't know martial arts, so he could easily take his life.
"Forgive me, you deserve it too."
Ye Lingguang sneered, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.
Because of the injury, his fair skin, which was comparable to a woman's, was stained with a strange redness.
He raised his head neither humble nor overbearing, staring at Qin Xiaochuan.
Unexpectedly, he, Ye Lingguang, spent his life in the God Realm unruly, and would eventually die in Qin Xiaochuan's hands.
Forget it, he saved his life, so it is right to pay him back.
This morbid posture fell into Qin Xiaochuan's eyes.
A face flashed through his mind.
When the two first met, he was both a man and a woman, with a beautiful singing voice and a beautiful face that shocked the world.
That feeling of palpitation and heartbeat, I'm afraid I won't have it again in this life.
Inside the chest, the heart belonging to the strange demon moved slightly.
The strange devil has a heart, and the heart is in the person.
This heart has been repeatedly taught since the moment Qin Chuanhou was born, he must guard his heart.
The heart is the source of strange monsters, and also a symbol of their status.
The heart of a strange demon only moves twice in a lifetime.
The first move is for the country and the family, and the second move is for the love of life and death.
Before coming to God Realm, his heart was only beating for his family, but just now, when Ye Lingguang looked at him with a relieved look, his heart was beating.
That heart of a strange demon, as if about to jump out of his chest, beat violently.
Every time he jumped, he felt that the blood vessels all over his body were about to burst.
The Setting Sun Blade trembled slightly in his hand, the natal Demon Soldier, which was as light as a feather, was as heavy as a mountain at this moment, he couldn't even hold it.
"Do it, Qin Xiaochuan, my life is yours, why, you are doing it?"
Ye Lingguang smiled miserably, and suddenly took Qin Xiaochuan's hand.
His voice, like a sharp arrow, pierced Qin Xiaochuan's head with a bang.
There is something in the body, as if it is about to overflow.
"Stupid, accompany me to drink."
"Silly boy, you won't die, I will definitely recall your soul."
"Silly old man, it would be nice to have you and me as brothers in this life."
During the countless nights before and after his life and death, the man's clear and clear laughter was like a nightmare, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.
The Setting Sun Blade snorted lightly, cutting through Ye Lingguang's neck.
The smell of fresh human blood made Qin Xiaochuan's eyes turn red all of a sudden.
With a roar, Qin Xiaochuan threw away Ye Lingguang's hand, and the setting sun blade in his hand reversed, stabbing towards his heart.
At this moment, Qin Chuanhou was completely unable to control himself.
In his body, the last soul power belonging to Qin Xiaochuan, after seeing him hurt Ye Lingguang, went crazy and wanted to kill himself.
This thorn was aimed right at the heart.
Ye Lingguang didn't expect Qin Xiaochuan to make such a sudden move.
When he saw the setting sun blade slashing towards Qin Xiaochuan's neck, he flew up without any hesitation, and grabbed the setting sun blade with his bare hands.
Severe pain struck, and Ye Lingguang's hands were bloody.
Qin Xiaochuan's face darkened, and a strange feeling came to his heart. .
With a violent cough, Ye Lingguang coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.
"you… "
Qin Xiaochuan clenched his hands tightly, the magic power in his body fluctuated, and Ye Lingguang's blood on the blade of the setting sun looked shocking.
Look at Ye Lingguang's hands again, the hands that should have belonged to the doctor are already boneless.
Those hands... Qin Xiaochuan's eyes sank, and the magic power in his body receded like an ebb.
The setting sun blade in his hand collapsed instantly.
"Why, don't you kill me?"
Ye Lingguang smiled lightly. He licked the blood from his mouth. As a doctor, he was very clear about his injuries.
Just now, Qin Xiaochuan's palm broke several of his bones. This is not the most serious injury, the most serious injury is his hand.
He has been a doctor since he was a child, and his hands are the most important thing for a doctor.
But just now the setting sun blade cut off many of his tendons, even if his mother Yun Sheng came in person and performed Shennong's medical skills, I'm afraid it would only make him recover by 50% or 60%.
If he could survive by luck, he might not be able to practice medicine to save people with his hands.
Thinking of this, Ye Lingguang couldn't help feeling disheartened.
He entered medicine when he was young, not because he liked practicing medicine to help the world, but because of the evaluation of his mother Yun Sheng by outsiders.
Medicine and Buddha also control life and control death.
Among the three siblings of the Ye family, Ling Ri is a natural master of martial arts, and it is perfect for him to inherit his father Ye Beiming's mantle.
Elder sister Ye Yelingyue is weak and sick, and Ye Ling is a doctor, and she only wants to treat elder sister's illness.
However, after learning today, I can't help my sister, but relying on this medical skill, I have a place in the God Realm.
But this seat is not so important to Ye Lingguang.
Therefore, Ye Lingguang has always had a playful mentality about the so-called medical skills.
Until today, when his hands were scrapped, he felt a sense of loss.
"Why... take my blade away."
Qin Xiaochuan's voice was hoarse.
"I just don't want your blood to stain my eyes."
Ye Lingguang couldn't say why.
When he first met Qin Xiaochuan, he hated this big stupid guy.
The other party was like a headless chicken, pestering him every day.
He knew that the person in front of him was not Qin Xiaochuan.
At least it wasn't the Qin Xiaochuan who was dedicated to protecting him, but when he saw the blade stabbing into Qin Xiaochuan's heart, he subconsciously grasped the setting sun blade.
As if if he didn't hold the blade, he would lose something extremely important.
Looking at the blood-stained Ye Lingguang and the indifferent attitude on his face that has nothing to do with life and death, Qin Xiaochuan's heart sank little by little.
"Come here, imprison him in Dugutian. Without my order, no one is allowed to enter here."
A nameless anger burned in his chest, Qin Xiaochuan coldly left a word, and walked away.