"Haha......ha Rod, you want to kill me? I'm afraid I don't have this chance! Hurry back a hundred meters for me! Otherwise, I'll kill him immediately!"

As soon as these words came out, Balk's expression became even more proud, and his eyes flew, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed, as if he was no longer a weak person who was about to die, but had become the prince who was flying and domineering, powerful, and extremely confident.

However, Balk knew very well in his heart that he would not be able to last long at this moment, and if he continued to delay, he would only be proud for a few seconds before he died.

After all, the return to the light is the return to the light, this extreme state that transcends life and death, and makes people's potential burst out in an instant can't last long at all, and death will still take away their lives mercilessly.

As soon as he thought of this, Balk's heart moved, and he thought of Wuqi.

Yes, only a miracle medical technique can save me now.

The next moment, under Balk's smug gaze, a trace of excitement flashed imperceptibly. However, just when he thought that Wuqi's miraculous medical technique, which could almost save the dead, was his only means of life at the moment, Balk's mind turned, and suddenly he thought of Worthen again.

Yes!

As soon as he thought of Worthen, Balk's expression suddenly changed, and the smugness and arrogance in his eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by an increasingly anxious color, and at the same time, a dense cold sweat immediately oozed from his forehead.

At this moment, obviously hope was already in hand, and Rod didn't dare to do anything to him again, but Balk's heart was cold. Not for anything else, just because he suddenly felt a chill from the heart of Worthen's neck.

Could it be that this old man is dead?

As soon as he thought of this, Balk's heart was shocked, and he did not hesitate to let out his breath to investigate Watson's breath. After a few moments, Balk finally let out a long breath. Fortunately, it's good that Worthen is not dead, and there is still a breath of air. But Worthen's aura at the moment was extremely weak, almost to the point of dying, even more dangerous than Balk himself.

At the same time, Worthen can not hold on to much time, with the other party's situation at the moment, if there is no one to input energy for him to temporarily maintain his life, I am afraid that it will last for a minute, and even thirty seconds will be dangerous.

Balk looked at the dying Walson, pondered for a moment, "bang", without saying a word, directly tore the clothes on Walson's back.

In the next moment, one after another, as if countless densely packed, swarms of ants possessed at the same time suddenly appeared one by one.

As soon as he saw these wounds, a very familiar feeling suddenly surged in Balk's heart, and he subconsciously recalled it, and suddenly it was suddenly abrupt. It turned out that these wounds were all due to himself, and these wounds were all specially left on the other party's hatred after he caught Watson in order to avenge the murder of his father.

However, if it were just these wounds, then Worthen's breath would not be so weak, his face would not be so pale, and he would not be one step closer to death than himself. What really made Worthen pale and cold all over his body, causing him to be dead everywhere inside and outside his body, was not external injuries, but internal injuries.

Don't look at the clothes that Walsen is wearing at the moment, his appearance is no different from that of an ordinary person, in fact, his internal organs have been damaged in countless places, and even many parts have been completely hollowed out by Balk, which is the real reason why Waltson is weaker than Balk at the moment.

Seeing the familiar wound on Walson's back, Balk remembered the experience he had had had of beating Walsen in every way and torturing Walsen with all kinds of heinous torture, and the last time he saw the finger in the temporary prison was chopped off by Balk himself.

However, chopping his fingers was only the lightest of all his tortures with Walson.

With that in mind, Balk finally figured it out.

In the next moment, although he was reluctant, he still couldn't let Worthen die before him, so Balk's heart moved and he made a decision immediately.

While gently slapping the free hand on Worthen's back, he concentrated on his strength and entered the little energy left in his body into the other party's body without reservation. ...,

After a second, the dead aura on Worthen's face immediately weakened a little, and his pale face gradually had a faint flush, but it was still too little. Seeing this, Balk did not stop, and continued to inject his own energy into Worthen's body.

After two seconds, Worthen's face finally turned from white to red, and the dead air became less and less obvious, but it was still not completely gone. Balk's brow furrowed, and he once again accelerated the speed of energy infusion, not caring in the slightest that his condition was getting worse and worse, and the time for the end of the return to light was getting closer and closer.

Five seconds later, the dead air on Worthen's face was finally completely invisible, but it did not disappear there, but was forcibly suppressed to the point of invisibility by the energy input by Balk. As long as this energy is depleted from Worthen's body, then Worthen must still meet the arrival of death.

However, it was enough time for Worthen to be conscious and maintain his weak life for a minute.

Sure enough, when Balk withdrew his palm, Worthen's body, which had been motionless like a zombie, immediately trembled slightly and moved.

First the stiff, cold hands, then the weak legs, and then the head. While his head was turning, Watson's eyes, which had been closed, finally opened slowly at this moment, but his eyes could be opened, but his eyes were empty, like a dying old man, without any look.

If there was still plenty of time, Balk would definitely continue to work on it to rejuvenate Waltson's eyes, but he didn't have time at the moment. If he continues to exert his strength, he doesn't know whether Worthen's eyes will be able to regain their vitality, but he must know the way, and he must take the first step.

Balk tried his best to inject energy into Worthen in order to save himself, and if he ended up putting the cart before the horse and completely reversing the priorities of things, it would be more than worth the loss, and Balk would not do it.

Therefore, as soon as he saw Xiaobai bring Wuqi and He Xiaotian together, Balk didn't wait for the other party to observe Walsen carefully, and directly looked away, and glanced at the wolf knight who was lucky to have lived with him until now, but dared to go against his will just now and almost killed himself, roared and ordered: "You come over for me!"

When the wolf knight heard this, he was shocked, and originally wanted to ignore Balk's order and turn around and flee, but he subconsciously swept around, there were enemies everywhere, and Balk's eyes at the moment were extremely vicious, the anger in his eyes was monstrous, and a pair of tiger eyes were as if he could kill.

When he and Balk touched their eyes, a feeling immediately swelled up, as if if he dared to disobey the other party's orders at this moment, then the other party would send him back to the West at any cost, even if the other party would be crushed by this, he would drag himself to the funeral.

At the thought of this, the body of the most stubborn wolf knight suddenly trembled, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally lowered his head.

The next moment, his body turned, and he immediately turned into an extremely fast black light, and returned to Balk's side.

Seeing this, Balk nodded in satisfaction.

At this moment, Wuqi stepped forward, and before the person got close to Walson, he spoke first, and shouted to Balk's eyes with fire: "Let my master !!"

Balk slowly turned his head, his gaze met Wuqi, first snorted coldly, and then, he smiled slightly, nodded while saying proudly, "Yes." However, he was only halfway through the words, and then suddenly changed his words and said, "But, you must promise me three conditions." ”

As long as you let my master go, I will promise you any conditions.

Wuqi was about to answer Balk like this without thinking, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately heard Yun Zhihao's voice in his heart: Shorty. Don't be impulsive! Think about it, if Balk had already held your master's hole card, why would he have to run away before he could do anything?

Maybe he was caught off guard by us and forgot about it in his rush to the battle.

Hearing nothing, he hurriedly stopped, sent a voice to Yun Zhihao, and replied.

Scold. Is that really the case? Shorty, think about it. If you were Balk and you had a hole card in your hand that could turn an unfavorable situation around, would you forget such an important thing? If it were me, I would never forget, but would remember it at the most dangerous moment. ...,

Wuqi nodded, but there was disapproval in his heart, and he replied: You are right. But isn't this the most dangerous moment for him Balk?

Right. But have you ever thought about it. If Balk really always held your master's hole card, then after he saw Rhodes in Huarong Dao, why did he first think of running away, instead of releasing your master directly from his beast taming whip? Isn't it better to release your master at that time than now?

Think about it again, if he had let your master out at that time, and, just like just now, wouldn't he have successfully escaped from Rhodes a long time ago? Why should he be wounded by Rhodes' blow and be so close to death now?

As soon as he heard this, Wuqi immediately frowned, but soon he thought of the answer, subconsciously echoed, and said: But at that time, he was in Huarong Dao, and I couldn't see the master at all.

Scold. Don't you see, wouldn't he have shouted it on purpose? Do you think Balk was deliberately shouting for something? Isn't it just for you to hear?

Hearing this, Wuqi immediately realized.

That's right. If Balk had always had my master's hole card, what did he do until now, and he didn't take it out? Could it be that Master he has ......

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi's heart suddenly sank, and an extremely ominous premonition immediately arose. At the same time, Wuqi took a deep breath, and in order to confirm whether the sudden uneasiness in his heart was accurate, he hurriedly transmitted the voice to Yun Zhihao again for the first time, and asked: Bamboo, what do you mean?

Oh, dwarf, since you asked me that, you must have guessed it, right? I know that you still want to doubt it, and I can understand it. However, as your friend, your most reliable teammate, your military advisor, your thinker, I have the responsibility and obligation to tell you.

Yes, you're right, I'm the same as you think. There is only one reason why Balk has not released your master until now, and it is very likely that your master is dead. In other words, even if he does not die, he is not far from death, at least Balk himself cannot be sure whether Worthen is alive or dead.

Therefore, he did not release Worthen until he was dying, and he did this not because he was sure of anything, but because he was gambling. He's betting that you'll save him.

As soon as these words came out, Wuqi's heart suddenly trembled, and the wound that had just been repaired by medical surgery was almost torn again. But in the end, even if Wuqi was no longer willing to admit Yun Zhihao's inference, he couldn't refute it.

So, when Wuqi's gaze fell back on Balk's face, he finally made a decision.

He didn't rush forward, but took a closer look at Waltson, who was more than a hundred meters away from him, and released his breath instantly, and then pretended to be calm and refused: "No! If you want me to agree to your conditions, I must first confirm whether my master is still alive." ”