Chapter Four Hundred and Nine: The Best Weapon

"If you don't abandon it, you are affectionate and righteous, and you will not hesitate to get the result of the annihilation of the whole army for the sake of your own heart?

"What do you think is the reason why this man can still be calm even if he is swallowed into the dragon's belly, doesn't he think that you have escaped and ascended to heaven, otherwise do you really think that a senior fierce realm with the immortal cloud has no chance to escape!?"

"People always have to face this dilemma in their lives, whether to choose to make yourself better, or not to let everyone's hard work go to waste, now is the time for you to choose!"

Tang Luo's face was cold, and only the right palm of the white bone was like a knife, cutting off all the cloud hands that were holding the wheelchair, and the spiritual skill was suddenly broken, and Sister Xiu'er couldn't stop staggering forward a few steps before she fixed her figure.

The woman who turned her head was full of anger: "What are you doing!?"

"You can't stand still, and you want to take us to escape?" Tang Luo had a cold face, and the tone simulated by the aura was full of ridicule: "Your spiritual power now is less than one-third of what it was in its heyday, and the meridians and bones around your body have suffered different degrees of heavy damage, and even the aura is not flexible!"

"Don't be in a hurry to deny it, when you are in a state of complete victory, you can at least control dozens of cloud hands at the same time, if you are really in a hurry, while controlling these cloud hands to grasp us, can't you also perform some kind of cloud flow qi body escape technique?"

"It's not enough to even cast the spiritual power of the retreat technique, but it is enough to perform the secret breathing technique? In fact, you know it in your own heart, the chance of escaping with us is slimmer than picking up pearls in the sea, you don't know where the road ahead is, you just stubbornly don't want to leave us behind. ”

But if you think about it, what's the point of such an obsession? ”

"This man's soul is withering, his aura is overflowing, and he will die in an hour or two at most. And with your current network resources, the only one who can save him is Master Yanshan of Fuyun Temple outside the city, not to mention whether two hours is enough for you to rush to Fuyun Temple, even if you do. Or do you think that the scale of the three of them dying together is not enough, and you want to drag the master together?"

Sister Xiu'er trembled with anger, and said in a trembling voice: "How can you say that, I have never thought of it like this!"

"It's never important what you think, it's how you do it!" Half of his face, which was only left with white teeth in his forehead, moved, as if he was smiling: "Isn't it wrong to make a mistake because of kindness?"

In the past half a year of getting along, although the two often quarrel, it is the first time that such a mean situation has occurred, because of self-blame and guilt, all the grievances broke out at once.

Tears slipped down her face, and Sister Xiu'er said hysterically: "Yes, I'm stupid, I'm stupid, you're satisfied." I'm just a drag, if it weren't for me, my uncle wouldn't have exposed his whereabouts, and you wouldn't have to force the Demon Heart to be seriously injured, it's all my fault, be satisfied!"

After the hysterical roar, there was a desperate sadness, and Sister Xiu'er squatted down with her knees in her arms, buried her head between her legs and cried, heartbroken.

In fact, this is not the first time that Tang Luo has said that the girl has cried, those Lanshan City clan ladies who came to visit have not been scolded by Tang Luo when they talked, and many of them cried and left.

But those cries Tang Luo only felt that it was pretentious, not to mention caring, and even owed care, but looking at the pitiful appearance of Sister Xiu'er crouching on the ground, he couldn't help but feel a little upset.

"Hey, don't cry!"

"Woooooooooo ”

"Sometimes it's better to think of a way to cry, can crying solve the problem!?"

"What can be done!"

Xiu'er, whose face was full of tears like a flower cat, raised her head, pursed her mouth and said aggrievedly: "I'm like this, you still want to murder me!"

"I didn't!"

"You've got it!!"

"I'm reasoning!"

Dry justifications mean nothing in front of a woman's tears.

There was only the woman's sad cry and self-muttering in the spiritual passage: "Woo woo, why do you always let me choose, I don't want to choose, I would rather my mother didn't push me into the spirit passage at that time, woo woo woo!"

"The garrison bullied me, the Xiang family bullied me, even you have to bully me, woo woo woo, the caravan I invested in didn't even get the capital back, I'm so pitiful, ah woo woo woo woo!"

"Uh... I didn't bully you. ”

"You've got it, you've got it!"

Xiu'er raised her head again and said aggrievedly: "It's just that you are bullying me and calling me stupid, wow woo woo~"

I don't know where the girl got so many grievances, and she suddenly seemed to have lost all her ability to communicate, just repeating self-pity.

"I really don't, I just want you not to be impulsive, it's all words, don't take it too seriously!!"

"Can you scold people with words, you are sincere!"

Xiu'er gritted her teeth and stood up and wiped away the tears on her face: "But you're right, you can't walk around now, I have to stabilize my uncle's injuries first!"

Originally, Sister Xiu'er only thought that Yunquan was just unconscious and unconscious, thinking that with the physical fitness of a strong person in the fierce realm, she could slowly heal herself.

But compared to her own judgment, she is still more willing to believe in the judgment of the demon lord Gou Chen, even if the cultivation is completely lost, the other party's martial arts attainments are far beyond herself, since he said that his uncle only has two hours of life, there will definitely be no mistake.

"What are you going to do?"

Xiu'er, who couldn't cry, suddenly perked up, making Tang Luo feel an inexplicable sense of danger: "You don't want to go out to find medicine, are you? If you want to stabilize such an injury, you need at least a Life Creation Pill level pill, and this kind of medicine is only available in the family's Danfang Pharmacy, the Family's Danfang Pharmacy, don't you understand what it means?"

"There is at least one or more powerhouses in this kind of shop, and they are all leaders in the Mortal Realm, with your current situation, you have no chance to rob it!"

The artifact also depends on the user, if this immortal cloud is in Tang Luo's hands, as long as the cultivation of the peak of the transformation can be matched with the ordinary martial arts, but in the hands of Sister Xiu'er, it can only maintain an undefeated situation.

So this is also the reason why the Holy Land only gives artifacts to the most outstanding disciples, not because of the excellent treatment of outstanding disciples, but because they are able to emit the maximum effect of the artifact.

"You're right, but I'm going to try anyway!"

Sister Xiu'er was unmoved, and her hands were about to conclude the handprint that controlled the spiritual passage, but Tang Luo hurriedly shouted to stop.

"Stop!"

"What are you doing!?"

"Is this your uncle?"

"Yes. ”

"Uncle?"

“......”

"How are you treated? well, when I didn't ask!"

Tang Luo glanced at the middle-aged man in the passage who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but his face was as calm as a matter of concern, and said angrily: "Count me unlucky!"