After a while, Zheng Zhihe slowly took her hand away from her eyes. Standing far away, he said apologetically to Mo Xiaochuan: "Mo Xiaochuan, are you okay?" I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to, don't be mad at me, okay?"

Mo Xiaochuan smiled: "It's okay." You don't mind. "What can he say, although the reason for his egg pain is Zheng Zhihe's doing. Although the compensation time is a little shorter and the intensity is a little smaller, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.

"Then can you promise to help me heal?" Zheng Zhihe looked at Mo Xiaochuan with a pair of big eyes flickering.

"It's no problem to help you heal. However, your illness is not as simple as you think, and the specific treatment needs to be discussed. Mo Xiaochuan sat cross-legged on the ground, and the "Hongmeng Origin Jue" operated on its own, replenishing the consumed true qi.

"Okay, okay, let's discuss, you say, whatever you want, as long as we have, I will give it to you, even if we don't have it, I want to do everything I can to help you get it." Zheng Liwen on the side had just woken up from his sluggish state. Hurriedly said.

This can't be blamed on Zheng Liwen, because the scene just now is too spicy, and his thinking can't keep up with the rhythm of the story.

"It's not a problem that I can solve if I want something. If you're sick, it's a simple matter of two pills. But Zheng Zhihe's situation is really troublesome. Mo Xiaochuan glanced at Zheng Liwen, shook his head and said.

"What are you talking about? You said my dad was sick too?" Zheng Zhihe looked at Mo Xiaochuan with wide eyes.

"Zhihe, don't listen to this kid's nonsense, what illness can Dad have? Zheng Liwen panicked in his heart, and said to Zheng Zhihe with a smile while giving Mo Xiaochuan a look.

If Zheng Liwen said these words before Zheng Zhihe became ill, Zheng Zhihe might still believe it. There is no need for Zheng Liwen to say that Zheng Zhihe will be pretending to be unpretentious to Mo Xiaochuan. However, when Zheng Zhihe was sick just now, Mo Xiaochuan's methods had already shocked Zheng Zhihe. After all, she has her own personal experience, Zheng Zhihe's illness has traveled all over China, and even some other countries with developed medicine. All the doctors were helpless, and they couldn't even find the cause. But Mo Xiaochuan was able to control her illness when she was sick. So now, Mo Xiaochuan's words are authority in her heart. She is convinced.

"Hehe, chairman, in fact, your idea is wrong. Now, Zhihe is the only person closest to you, and she has the right to know the truth of the matter. Besides, this is also a time period for her to get used to. If you think about it, if she had known it from the beginning, maybe she would have been sad and sad. But her heart will accept this fact. If it is until you are really gone, she will suddenly accept this cruel truth, with Zhihe's situation, what do you think is the chance of her surviving?

Zheng Liwen was silent. He felt that what Mo Xiaochuan said made sense.

"Dad, what kind of illness do you have?" Zheng Zhihe asked again, and at the same time, a faint sadness flashed in her eyes.

"Lung cancer is advanced. Doctors said there were three months to live. Hehe--- it's nothing? In fact, Dad can live to this extent, and he is already very content. Zheng Liwen said to Zheng Zhihe with a smile.

Zheng Zhihe listened to Zheng Liwen's words, shook her body, and almost fell to the ground. Why is fate so cruel to their father and daughter? First the mother is missing, then he is suffering from a strange disease, and now his father is dying. Thinking about it, Zheng Zhihe bred endless resentment in her heart.

The sky has already borne me, in this case, why should I care too much, now, our father and daughter have reached such a situation, then it is up to me to give this world a complete purification. I will let you have no more creatures under this heaven. I'll make your sky dead silent. Zheng Zhihe's body began to swirl with black light smoke. The restlessness that had been sealed in his body slammed into it again.

Zheng Zhihe's three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points around her body flashed with a little starlight. The starlight and starlight are connected into threads of stars, and all the threads of stars are woven into a large net of shimmering silver brilliance, tightly binding the black qi around Zheng Zhihe's body. so that they can't break free.

Two lines of tears burst out of Zheng Zhihe's eyes, and after the tears, there was black blood. Zheng Zhihe looked up at the sky, and her voice was cold and lonely: "Heaven is unfair, devouring the world." ”

"Zhihe, what are you going to do, stop, stop. Do you want to let your father die without turning a blind eye?" Zheng Liwen shouted loudly and rushed towards Zheng Zhihe.

"Don't go over the chairman, it's dangerous. Mo Xiaochuan reminded Zheng Liwen that the Zhou Tian Star Fighting Demon Lock Formation he had laid out, coupled with Zheng Zhihe's inner insistence, was enough to lock the ghost spider Gu on Zheng Zhihe's body. And now, because of Zheng Liwen's matter, Zheng Zhihe's temperament has changed, and she has given up sticking to her heart, and because of the strong resentment in her heart, she has taken the initiative to absorb the resentment between heaven and earth in her body, and has provided the ghost spider Gu in her body, and is even willing to dedicate her soul.

Mo Xiaochuan shook his head and smiled bitterly at this time, what is the matter with him. It's okay now, things have developed to the point where they can't be cleaned up. One more effort.

Mo Xiaochuan didn't dare to be careless, he knew that if the Ghost Spider Gu absorbed too much of the resentment of heaven and earth, and if he got Zheng Lingfei's soul sacrifice, he would have a certain consciousness, if Shi Gu Ren's cultivation was not high, then he would get rid of Shi Gu Ren's control, and thus become a murderous thing that killed the world.

Zheng Liwen is Zheng Zhihe's father after all, and since Miao Hongyi disappeared, all his thoughts have been on Zheng Zhihe. Therefore, for the sake of Zheng Zhihe, Zheng Liwen is not afraid of death.

Zheng Zhihe's body was surrounded by silver light, and it was wrapped in a black mist turned by the resentment of heaven and earth. Zheng Zhihe's eyes began to slowly change like a sea of blood. There are no more black and white pupils, and they are completely red. At this time, Zheng Zhihe had lost her mind, and just when Zheng Liwen ran to her side, Zheng Zhihe stretched out her right hand and grabbed Zheng Liwen's neck, smiling rudely.

Zheng Liwen was picked up by the neck of Zheng Zhihe, who seemed to be weak, and kicked his legs indiscriminately, and his mouth that couldn't make a sound at all was still open to the ground, as if begging Zheng Zhihe to come to his senses.

Zheng Zhihe was completely unmoved, still looking at Zheng Liwen with a cruel smile, as if admiring his prey in the final dying struggle. The four fangs protruding from the corners of the mouth are also stretched and retracted, ready to move.

The green tendons on Zheng Liwen's forehead bloomed, his eyes protruded, the whites of his eyes had faintly bloodshots, and his face was a little bruised. Even the legs that were kicking and jumping were twitching from time to time. It's about to fail.