Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

Yao Lao is not dead, but now he has become a living dead.

Based on what Mo Que knew about Yao Lao, he believed that Yao Lao would rather die than maintain this half-dead attitude and survive.

Therefore, he decided to help Yao Lao to wake up, even if he woke up, Yao Lao would not be able to live for too long.

"Ugh!"

In Mo Que's mind, the mysterious existence sighed and said, "To save him, you need to pay a huge price, just to give him a short time, is it worth it?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Que nodded and said, "If there was no Yao Lao, I would not be today. As long as Yao Lao can be woken up, even if it costs a lot, I am willing to pay!"

The mysterious voice was silent for a moment, and said, "Forget it, I already knew you had this kind of character. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't have helped you in the first place. Perhaps, this is why Shentu chose you."

He quickly regained his usual indifference, put away his emotions, and said, "You and him, fellow practitioner Martial Dao, now that you have cultivated to the realm of bone art, every drop of blood in your body contains the powerful power of Martial Dao."

"He became like this when he burned out the martial blood in his body, so if you want him to wake up, you only need to lend him the martial blood in your body, and you can temporarily maintain the vitality in his body."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Que immediately moved, jumped into the pool, cut his own wrist, and poured the martial blood that flowed out into Yao Lao's mouth.

"Mo Que, what are you doing?" Bai Yumo was taken aback, wondering why Mo Que did this suddenly.

Mo Que didn't answer, only to see that his blood was different from ordinary people, with a little bit of gold mixed in it.

Even the people of Martial Dao, with a strong body, do not mean to bleed at will.

Every drop of blood in Mo Que's body contains Martial Dao's inner magic, and if it drains too much, it will even make the martial arts Realm go backwards.

It didn't take a moment for Mo Que's face to become pale because of too much fading.

However, Yao Lao still showed no sign of awakening. He used to burn Martial Blood, and his fuel was exhausted. He needed to be better than the Martial Blood of the past before he could be awakened.

If Mo Que hadn't become a king in the flesh, he might not be able to wake him up even if he exhausted all his blood.

"Ugh!"

Seeing that Mo Que's face was as white as paper, even a little unsteady, and his body was shaking, but he was still pouring blood into Yao Lao's mouth, that mysterious existence, and could not help but let out a sigh.

Having lost so much martial blood, even if Mo Que has a strong martial physique, it will take a long time to restore the lost internal law to cultivation.

Finally, just when Mo Que was pale, Yao Lao's eyelids moved.

Mo Que immediately stopped his hand, and the internal method worked, and the wound on his wrist healed instantly.

He was not reluctant to continue pouring blood, but was afraid that Yao Lao would wake up and see that, with Yao Lao's character, if he knew that he had used a lot of blood to save Yao Lao, he would definitely feel uncomfortable.

"I... where is this?"

At this time, Yao Lao slowly opened his eyes, and there was a daze in his eyes.

When he saw Mo Que in front of him, he was shocked and said eagerly: "Didn't I send you away? Why are you still here, go!"

Mo Que froze for a moment, then his eyes turned red again.

He knew that Yao Lao's memory was still at the moment when he was besieged by the thirty-six landlord and sent him away.

After being lethargic for a year, the first thing Yao Lao remembered when he woke up was his safety. "Yao Lao, that's all in the past!" Mo Que resisted the urge to cry, and said, "I have become a king in the flesh now, with the magic hidden in my bones, and the power of one finger can shatter the thirty-six spirit swords of the Sword Tower. !"

"Flesh to become a king?" Yao Lao couldn't believe it. He looked at Mo Que, but saw that his breath was weak and his face was pale. He shook his head and scolded with a smile: "You kid, when did you learn to blow the air? Martial Dao has been in decline for many years. If you want to become a king in the flesh, How easy is it to talk?"

At this moment, Mo Que has lost too much blood in martial arts, not only weak, but also pale, plus Martial Dao has been in decline for many years, and cultivation is difficult, Yao Lao naturally does not believe that he has become a king.

"Yes! Yes! Yao Lao's lesson is yes!" Mo Que laughed dumbly.

For him, as long as Yao Lao wakes up, nothing else matters.

"Yao Lao, are you awake?" Bai and Mo on the side were surprised when Yao Lao woke up.

Over the years, he tried his best to save Yao Lao, but Mo Que used his own blood to wake Yao Lao.

"Master!" The moment he saw Bai and Mo, Yao Lao was like a formidable enemy, as before, he blocked Mo Que behind him.

This familiar scene made Mo Que burst into tears again.

Looking at the world, he would be so resolute and stand in front of him, and now, I am afraid that only Yao Lao is the only one.

"Yao Lao doesn't have to do this." Bai Yumo smiled bitterly and said, "I won't shoot Mo Que."

Nowadays, it is lucky that Mo Que does not attack Jianlou. How can Jianlou still have the strength and courage to attack Mo Que?

"If that's the case, then I'll thank the landlord!" Yao Lao naturally didn't know what Bai Yumo meant, but thought that Bai Yumo was more rational than others, so he didn't do anything.

"Yao Lao, let's go!" Mo Que supported Yao Lao and came out of the pool.

Yao Lao is not dead, but his time is short, so many thoughts in his heart have changed.

For him now, Yao Lao is the most important thing.

"Mo Que..." Bai and Mo saw that Mo Que was about to leave, opened their mouths, but stopped talking.

Mo Que knew what he meant, if it wasn't for the first owner who came to the rescue back then, Yao Lao would have become a dead bone now.

He wanted to ask Mo Que, since Yao Lao is still alive, can he give Jianlou a way out?

"I can ignore other people and other things, but I have to pay the price," Mo Que coldly said.

If it wasn't for Elder Wu ordering the Thirty-six Lords to besiege, Yao Lao He would have burned out the blood of his martial arts. Now that he wakes up, there is only a short period of time left.

Seeing that Mo Que was still reluctant to let go of Elder Wu, Bai Yumo smiled bitterly and said, "All of this is my Jianlou's fault. Since it's wrong, I should give you an explanation!"

For the survival of Jianlou, Bai and Mo clearly had already made a decision.

"Yao Lao, let's go and leave the Sword Tower!" Mo Que said to Yao Lao.

Yao Lao couldn't understand the meaning of the two people's words, the clouds were foggy, and after being lethargic for many years, many things couldn't react, so he could only nod his head.

Mo Que then took Yao Lao and stepped into the sky, with golden light on his body, and left from the sky.

Bai Yumo watched the two go away with mixed feelings, and when they left the house, they saw the owner of Jianlou, Hewu Elder and others who were anxiously waiting in front of the house.

He didn't hesitate too much, he made up his mind, stepped forward, and said: "It was true that Jianlou was wrong to Mo Que back then. Since there was a mistake, it was natural to pay the price. For the survival of Jianlou, Wu Elder, I only hope that you will I understand!"

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