Zhuang Jinling looked at the crystal block next to him, then looked up at Sikong Tiancheng: "What do you want to do?"
Sikong Tiancheng smiled and said: "As long as you refine a pure crystal block, I will raise your father one foot, but if you can't refine one, then I will lower it. What do you think?" ?”
"..." Zhuang Jinling was very sure that he just said he didn't know how to smelt crystal blocks. Sikong Tiancheng immediately put his father down a few meters, and even if he didn't fall into the furnace, he could still roast his father.
He looked at Father Zhuang who was sweating profusely and said, "Okay."
Zhuang Jinling squatted in front of the crystal block and saw that each crystal block was a ninth-grade crystal block, frowned, raised his head and said to the people upstairs: "My ability is limited, and I can't make a ninth-grade crystal block at all. Give me the crystal block to try."
Sikong Tiancheng didn't bother with him, and directly lowered Father Zhuang by half a foot.
Zhuang Jinling said angrily: "I really can't purify the ninth-level crystal block."
Sikong Tiancheng saw that he didn't seem to be lying, so he asked his people to bring a low-grade crystal block to Zhuang Jinling: "This is a seventh-grade crystal block. If you say no, I will lower your father by one meter."
Zhuang Jinling looked at the halo extending from the crystal block: "Level 7 is fine, but I need a little time."
"for how long?"
Zhuang Jinling turned the crystal block in his hand, deliberately delaying the time and said: "Your crystal block has a lot of impurities, and it will take at least forty minutes to complete."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Sikong Tiancheng hooked his lips: "I have a lot of patience, but if you dare to play tricks on me, I will immediately throw your father into the furnace."
Zhuang Jinling sat down as usual, injecting spiritual power into the crystal block.
The person who gave him the crystal block squatted next to him to observe the changes in the crystal block, making sure that the impurities inside were disappearing little by little. Surprise flashed in his eyes, and he raised his head and nodded to Sikong Tiancheng.
The corner of Sikong Tiancheng's mouth curled up. Sure enough, his guess was right. Zhuang Jinling's ability could turn ordinary crystals into pure crystals. What surprised him most was Zhuang Jinling's ability. It would be even better if he learned Zhuang Jinling.
Time passed little by little, and the crystal block that was originally full of impurities turned into a pure crystal block that was as transparent as crystal.
"Okay." Zhuang Jinling withdrew his mental power and handed the crystal block to Sikong Tiancheng's subordinates.
"It's really amazing." Sikong Tiancheng's subordinates tried to absorb the energy in the pure crystal block, and said happily: "Master, the energy inside is not only pure, but the absorbed effect is comparable to the energy of the eighth-level crystal block. If we have more With a few pure crystals, you don’t have to worry about leveling up in the future.”
"Very good." Sikong Tiancheng let out a laugh and pulled Zhuang's father a foot higher. He asked Zhuang Jinling, "How many grades of crystal block can you refine at most?"
Zhuang Jinling said honestly, "Level eight."
"Ninth level is really not good?"
"no."
Sikong Tiancheng did not give up: "Go and try, if you can succeed, I will put your father down immediately."
"Then you want...cough cough..." Zhuang Jinling hadn't finished speaking when suddenly itching in his breathing pipe made him cough non-stop, and then he became short of breath.
Sikong Tiancheng said, "It seems that the medicine powder has worked."
Zhuang Jinling panted heavily: "Si, Sikong Tiancheng, what did you do to me?"
"It's just an ordinary medicine powder. It's not fatal to ordinary people at all, but it's hard to say to people with lung diseases. It will make you difficult to breathe." Sikong Tiancheng met Zhuang Jinling and Bei Yin twice in the hospital Cang Mo, of course, asked someone to check their situation, and found out that Zhuang Jinling had lung disease. He took advantage of this to make Zhuang Jinling physically uncomfortable. Firstly, he wanted to prevent Zhuang Jinling from using his special ability against them at will. Second, he wanted to know whether Zhuang Jinling could use his special ability freely when he suffered from shortness of breath. If not, it would be convenient for the future Can control him.
"You are really despicable." Zhuang Jinling gasped for breath, feeling that his brain was about to lack an itching, his spirit became more and more lax, and his vision became blurred.
Sikong Tiancheng corrected him: "You are wrong, I am smart."
Sikong Tiancheng's men picked up the collar of Zhuang Jinling's back, pulled him up, jumped to Sikong Tiancheng's side, and threw him to the ground.
Father Zhuang, who was about to pass out from the heat, saw his son lying on the ground, gasping for breath, and screamed excitedly.
At this time, a man ran out of the monitoring room and called to Sikong Tiancheng: "Master, Beiyin Cangmo is here, and he is at the gate now."
"Oh?" Sikong Tiancheng looked at Zhuang Jinling and said, "He actually came to save you."
Zhuang Jinling gave him a weak look.
Sikong Tiancheng asked his people: "Did Cangmo of Northern Yin bring the water painting?"
"I didn't see it."
Sikong Tiancheng sneered: "So, in Beiyin Cangmo's heart, water painting is still important?"
Zhuang Jinling: "..."
"Master, what shall we do now?"
Sikong Tiancheng took out his mobile phone and made a video call to Beiyin Cangmo.
Beiyin Cangmo quickly picked up the face that saw Sikong Tiancheng, and suddenly lowered his face: "Sikong Tiancheng, are you the one who kidnapped Jinling's parents?"
"Yes, it's me." Sikong Tiancheng admitted generously: "Did you bring the water painting?"
Beiyin Cangmo asked without answering, "Where are Uncle Zhuang and the others now?"
Sikong Tiancheng picked up Zhuang Jinling and showed it to Beiyin Cangmo: "Let me ask you one last time, did you bring the water painting? If you don't return to me, I will immediately throw your partner into the furnace."
Beiyin Cangmo saw Zhuang Jinling who was short of breath again, his pupils shrank: "Jinling, are you alright?"
Zhuang Jinling opened his eyes and looked at the person on the phone, panting and laughing, "You, you're back?"
Beiyin Cangmo looked at Zhuang Jinling who was out of breath, his heart clenched tightly, wishing to take out his own lungs in exchange for Zhuang Jinling, he said softly: "Yes, I'm back, Zhuang Jinling, you have to wait I, I will get you out."
Zhuang Jinling said sadly: "No, leave me alone, save my dad first."
Sikong Tiancheng hummed: "As long as you hand over the water paintings, there is no need for him to rescue them, I will release Zhuang Xingju, Beiyin Cangmo, I will give you two minutes to consider whether you want the father and son, or the water paintings .”
Beiyin Cangmo lowered his face: "Jinling, listen to me..."
Zhuang Jinling interrupted him: "I, I know that water painting is more important in your heart than your life, you don't need to worry about me, you..."
With a slap, Sikong Tiancheng slapped him hard on the face: "I find that what I hate the most now is the sentence "Leave me alone", I don't have time to listen to your nonsense, start the clock now, If they don't want to hand over the water painting after two minutes, I'll throw one of them in the furnace."
This slap was like a slap on the chest of Beiyin Cangmo, and he yelled angrily: "Sikong Tiancheng, if you touch Zhuang Jinling again, you will never get water paintings again."
Sikong Tiancheng smiled and said: "I feel sorry for your partner being beaten? Okay, if you call Shui Hua out, I won't beat him."
Zhuang Jinling, whose head was knocked to the side, saw that Zhuang's father was hung at the same height as he was standing now, and he looked down at the furnace below. The furnace was not very big, and if he moved his body a little during the fall, he could still avoid falling into the furnace, and then he saw one of his feet disappear.
Zhuang Jinling was startled, is this the prelude to leaving this world
No, he can't go now.
Zhuang Jinling turned his head to look at Beiyin Cangmo on the phone, then at Sikong Tiancheng who was fully focused on the phone, then at the rope hanging Zhuang's father, and finally turned his head to look at Beiyin Cangmo in the video. There was a flash of sadness.
Beiyin Cangmo noticed his expression, thought his breathing was too painful, and quickly said: "He is suffering enough now, don't hold him by the collar anymore."
"Okay, now you have the final say." Sikong Tiancheng slightly loosened Zhuang Jinling's collar.
Zhuang Jinling immediately released his mental power and attacked Sikong Tiancheng's brain with all his strength.
Unprepared, Sikong Tian stabbed his head hard, and he let out a cry of pain.
Zhuang Jinling quickly jumped up and rushed towards Father Zhuang.
While embracing Father Zhuang's body, he quickly used his mental power to break the rope, and used all his mental power to open the acupuncture points on Father Zhuang's body.
"Damn it." Seeing them falling, Sikong Tiancheng rushed to the edge of the fence: "Zhuang Jinling, you are dying."
The mobile phone camera in his hand also happened to capture a scene, Beiyin Cangmo's face was full of panic, and he screamed loudly: "No—"
Zhuang Jinling hurriedly pushed Zhuang's father far away, and shouted a moment before his body disappeared: "Beiyin Cangmo, come in and save someone."
Hearing Zhuang Jinling's shout, the person who had been secretly waiting for an opportunity to save people immediately drove the drone to shoot and kill Sikong Tiancheng's people.
When Sikong Tiancheng and his men heard the gunshots, they raised their heads and looked outside. When they looked down again, only Father Zhuang who had fallen outside the furnace was left below, but Zhuang Jinling was nowhere to be seen.
Sikong Tiancheng asked anxiously: "Where's Zhuang Jinling?"
Sikong Tiancheng's subordinates were not sure: "Will it fall into the furnace?"
"Damn it." Sikong Tiancheng pointed at Father Zhuang who got up from the ground: "Catch him first."
"Yes." Sikong Tiancheng's subordinates were about to jump down when suddenly, several drones flew over and shot at them continuously, and they hurriedly hid beside the box.
"Jinling—Jinling—" Father Zhuang rushed to the furnace anxiously, but was stopped by six people rushing out from the dark.
"Mr. Zhuang, we are from Beiyin's family, come with us."
"Jinling fell into the furnace, save him quickly, save him quickly." Father Zhuang cried out in grief, "Go save him quickly."
"What?" The members of Bei Yin's family were startled: "Zhuang Jinling fell into the furnace?"
They looked at the furnace with a temperature of 4,000 degrees Celsius, and couldn't help but gasp. Even master-level warriors couldn't survive, right
"Yes, save someone quickly."
"If he falls into the furnace, it's impossible for him to live again." The members of Bei Yin's family pulled Father Zhuang and ran away.
"No, he's not dead, I'm going to save my son." Father Zhuang pushed them away and continued to rush forward.
It's so dangerous here now, there's no room for him to act recklessly, the people from Bei Yin's family directly touched his acupoints, hugged him and hid in a safe place first, and then went out when it was safe outside.
At the same time, Beiyin Cangmo came in with his men.