The lady is stunning, she hides her secrets

Zhong Ling and Ban Qing carried it from the front, and Bu Pang, who had just rebelled, attacked from behind, blocking all the roads, making it impossible for the ghost to escape and escape.

But ghost shadow is the master of the world after all.

He touched Bu Pang's three-section stick with one hand, and the three-section stick froze in just one breath.

The threatening cold spread over in an instant, and Bu Pang almost couldn't hold the weapon in his hand.

In Guiying's hand, there was a mixture of strength and softness, and the three-section cudgel broke like this.

With empty hands, Bu Pang looked up in astonishment.

He was the closest to the ghost shadow, and the ghost shadow hit him with a palm, and he couldn't even make a sound, so he flew out of the whole body.

Zhong Ling arrived from the other side.

Facing Zhong Ling's still unclear technique, Ghost Shadow dared not underestimate him, and immediately dealt with Zhong Ling's Qi Wall with all his strength, and the two forces intersected in the air, making a bang.

Heat waves mixed with cold waves reverberated indoors wave after wave.

Zhong Ling took two steps back to stand still, and the ghost was also uncomfortable.

Because of the last attack, Zhong Ling and Ban Qing arrived almost at the same time. If he chose to deal with Zhong Ling, he would inevitably lose sight of the other and not have enough time to react to Ban Qing's attack.

He only had time to stagger half a step, sacrificing one shoulder to protect his heart, lung and throat.

Ban Qing's spear pierced Ghost Shadow's shoulder, shattering his entire shoulder bone.

However, his gun can only go so far.

Ban Qing held the gun in both hands, and was about to stab the man through with force, but heard Zhong Ling call him, "Let go, back!"

The trust in Zhong Ling made Ban Qing do what he said before thinking about it.

The entire long-spear froze instantly, and Ban Qing let go early, and was not affected by the bone-bone palm transmitted by the gun.

And he stepped back to distance himself, just in time to avoid the same fate as not being fat.

Ban Qing also had no weapon in his hand, so he stepped back.

Zhong Ling stood in front of him.

Ghosting pulled the gun head out of the wound, shattering the spear in his hand.

The current situation is overwhelming.

The three of them struck with all their strength, but unexpectedly failed to cause any fatal damage to Ghosting.

The one closest to the ghost is not fat, and the most seriously injured.

After he flew out, his back pierced the window that had been damaged by the ghost shadow. A protruding wooden beam passed through the back, revealing his lower abdomen, and blood instantly stained his clothes.

Zhong Ling's last blow almost emptied all of his internal energy, he is just an empty frame now, and he will reveal his secrets if he tries it.

Only Ban Qing was the only one who was safe and sound.

Zhong Ling pushed Ban Qing: "Go quickly and find my brother."

If you want to escape, now is the best chance. This chance is fleeting. When Ghosting recovers from this tone, he will immediately counterattack.

Ban Qing shook his head: "Not leaving."

He held Zhong Ling's hand tightly.

Zhong Ling was anxious to death: "Don't say stupid things, if you can survive, you will be alive!"

But Ban Qing said: "I can't live a day without you, and I won't leave you alone."

Ghost Shadow said grimly: "You three little dolls, what other tricks can you do, use them here!"

His injured shoulder couldn't move, but the internal strength of his whole body was intact. With just one hand, he could easily hit these two people who still had mobility.

At this point, Ban Qing doesn't seem to be afraid anymore.

He glanced at Ghosting, and actually asked, "There is one thing that I have been curious about for a long time. Ghosting, are you really not going to lift it?"

As soon as the question came out, no one in the room spoke.

But Ban Qing's troublesome words awakened Zhong Ling.

Nine-leaf sandalwood, Lingshi incense, these are medicines for nourishing yang energy.

The reason why Guiying needs these two medicines may be because he stopped lifting due to injury after fighting his father Fangtu.

But if it's not for not lifting, what else could be the reason?

After the ghost shadow was stunned, he fell into a rage.

It's almost impossible to say this, and it's not good to refute it, and it's not good not to refute it, Ghost Shadow could only yell "Boy, you're going to die!" and rushed towards Ban Qing.

The moment the ghost moved, Zhong Ling suddenly remembered his guess and the evidence provided by Dr. Xiaochi.

Ghost Shadow himself is a practitioner of Yin and Cold Inner Breath, and being disturbed by the frightening and cold Qi, it may be that there is something wrong with his own martial arts.

Martial arts go wrong, and if one thought goes wrong, you will suffer the backlash of your own skills.But back then when his father, General Fang Tu, fought against Ghost Shadow, how did Ghost Shadow backfire on him?

A vague guess took shape in Zhong Ling's mind.

The ghost has come.

Because just now with the elder brother's method, Zhong Ling's last blow almost exhausted himself.

Zhong Ling mobilized all the remaining internal energy in his body to make his body look unharmed, and his speed was extremely fast.

When he moved, Ban Qing didn't react to grab him.

No one saw that he was exhausted.

When Zhong Ling rushed in front of Ghost Shadow, his own internal energy was completely empty in his meridians.

One more step, and he will reveal his secrets.

But here it is, just right.

Zhong Ling raised his hand and attacked the ghost.

Ghost Ying was overjoyed, Zhong Ling was so wide open at this time, he came to die in front of him.

He took the first step and slapped Zhong Ling on the chest.

But Zhong Ling didn't fly out, and there was even a faintly invisible smile on his face.

Ghosting suddenly felt ominous in his heart.

Zhong Ling's meridian...is actually empty.

The ghost shadow's destructive and cold internal force was not hindered in Zhong Ling's body, instead, it flowed unimpeded all the way, like a river flowing into sea water, flowing endlessly.

In a short period of time, Zhong Ling emptied his internal energy and turned the meridians around his body into a channel, no matter who's internal energy, he can run through his meridians.

The familiar coldness emerged from the ghost's dantian, and his body began to stiffen in just one breath.

Ghosting stiffened his neck and turned his head, seeing Zhong Ling's hand, at some point, lightly resting on the wound on his shoulder that Ban Qing poked out.

His own internal force, through Zhong Ling's hand, rushed in overwhelmingly from the wound on his shoulder.

The cold injury that had occurred twice, accompanied by the familiar pain of ruptured meridian, made a comeback again.

Ghosting let go of Zhong Ling tremblingly, and tremblingly said: "You are just as sinister and cunning as your father and that dog thief."

He wanted to say something else later, but Ghosting didn't say it.

Because the base of his tongue was hardened and he couldn't move it.

Ghosting kept moving his hands and feet, and fell heavily to the ground.

His body was covered with a layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye, his expression was distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, and after struggling for a moment, all traces of life on his body disappeared.

The ghost was frozen to death like this.

Zhong Ling took a step back, and fell down in disbelief.

Ban Qing's heart was about to jump.

He had never run so fast and stopped so hastily before, and finally caught Zhong Ling before he fell to the ground.

Hugging him in his arms, Ban Qing felt like he was hugging a big piece of ice, which made people feel chilling.

Zhong Ling's eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost, his lips lost their color, and he whispered: "Is the ghost dead? Ban Qing, you go over there and make up for it."

Ban Qing didn't dare to let go.

He used his internal strength to protect Zhong Ling's heart, and Zhong Ling's body became stiff inch by inch. Ban Qing was afraid that if he let go, Zhong Ling's heart would be frozen, and he would never be able to save it.

Ban Qing didn't know what to do, he panicked.

He sticks Zhong Ling to his body as much as possible, using his own body temperature to warm Zhong Ling's increasingly cold body.

It all happened too fast, and the dust settled too suddenly.

Gritting his teeth, Bu Pang pulled his body out of the wooden beam. He covered his abdominal wound: "I'll go to the doctor...you protect him."

Bu Pang staggered towards the door, looking for help.

Ban Qing hugged Zhong Ling, probed his breath with one hand, and put his other hand on his chest, warming his heart.

But his heartbeat was so slow, and his breath was so weak that it was about to stop.It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the most important person in this group of young people's lives would disappear from his hands.

Ban Qing burst into tears: "Why are you... why are you..."

Zhong Ling spoke very slowly and with great effort, but he said bit by bit: "I suddenly thought of it. I didn't have time to discuss it with you. Fortunately, it worked."

He spoke at a speed like that of a weak old man: "Ban Qing, don't cry, I don't want to die."

This was the first time Zhong Ling saw Ban Qing crying like this, it made people feel distressed for no reason, the hot golden beans were sprinkled on his face like money, and then instantly condensed into ice.

"Back then, if my father survived, so could I..."

Ban Qing held his hand and cried: "You said, you can't die, hold on!"

Zhong Ling's eyes gradually lost focus: "I thought that day, I seem to have... never said that to you seriously, I want...to spend my whole life with you."

"I want... go back and tell my brother, ask him to come to... our wedding ceremony."

"Before, I really wanted to find a good opportunity to be with you again."

His lips were frozen purple, "But... maybe there is no chance, Ban Qing, I am so happy to meet you."

Ban Qing cried loudly: "Zhong Ling, hold on, I'm going back to Shinan Village with you, and you still have two roast suckling pigs that you promised me, but you haven't cooked them for me yet! You can't keep your word. !"

Zhong Ling went out in one breath, and was about to be unable to hold on, but Ban Qing came back angrily: "You... oh."

Ban Qing sobbed: "I'll just eat the food you cook for me, Zhong Ling, you have to hold on for me!"

Zhong Ling's eyes began to lose consciousness, and he called unconsciously, "Aunt Mei, it's cold."

After a while, he murmured again: "Brother, I'm in so much pain."

Every beat of Zhong Ling's heart is a miracle to Ban Qing.

He whispered: "Ban Qing, Ban Qing..."

Ban Qing hugged him tightly: "I'm right here, don't go."

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There is no small theater today, eh.

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