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Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of Seventh Uncle's forehead.

Noticing the gaping wound on the silver blade, Guang Yang shook his head in confusion. "The steel is like mud, but now a mouthful of blood has been spat out." After saying that, a thoughtful smile appeared on Guang Yang's expressionless face.

I stood up and quickly pulled Seventh Uncle behind me.

Noon looked at me in disbelief. "Huang Quan, you knew that I was nearby and purposely used Lan Xin to lure me out, right?"

I smiled. "You can stop! At the Iron Head house, Lanxin had plenty of time to kill me, but she gave up. That throwing knife was the same. Although it was incredibly fast, I couldn't feel any strength when I caught it. Even if I didn't dodge, it wouldn't have been enough to kill me. "

Xiangyang put down his silver blade and nodded to me in satisfaction. "You only say what you want to say when you meet someone, but not when your heart is in them. You are the one who hides your strength. Hmph!" After saying that, the blade changes its direction as it rushed towards me.

I stood still, and as the silver blade was about to reach my throat, I closed my eyes and stamped my feet. The sound of the blade cutting through the air like moonlight echoed in my ears.

After dispersing in one breath, Xiangyang and I both took a step back. The area in front of our chests was filled with blood, while the skin and flesh of our wounds were split open. Along with our clothes, there was a gaping wound that was so deep that our bones could be seen.

Noon did not understand me and was surprised that I could move so fast. He dodged me and raised his blade to attack again. This time, Seventh Uncle also attacked, one on the left and one on the right.

Because all the techniques I learned were to drive away ghosts and souls, there are no fatal moves to humans. Although Seventh Uncle joined in, he was also laughing at every step.

The noon sun shone brightly. There was no magnificent technique. Every strike was merciless, and every stroke was fast. After a few moves, Seventh Uncle and I both became red. Killing the two of us was only a matter of time.

I got a kick on the chest, and Guang Yang pulled out his shield. The silver blade on his wrist rotated, and the blade turned around. He held the blade in a backhand grip as he slashed at Seventh Uncle's neck.

I was greatly shocked. When we were fighting earlier, I let loose that Dao Qi. If I were to use my full power in the afternoon, Seventh Uncle would undoubtedly die.

The silver knife had already touched Seventh Uncle's throat, and with a flash of light, Xiangyang stopped moving, frozen in mid-air. The silver knife had already touched Seventh Uncle's throat, and with a flash of light, Xiangyang stopped moving, frozen in mid-air.

A mouthful of black blood seeped out of his mouth, "Xiangyang, what happened to you?" Ding Lan Xin immediately supported him.

I stepped forward and pulled Seventh Uncle behind me. We could all see that the color of his blood was very dark due to the poison. Those few killing moves had completely exhausted him.

"Seventh Uncle, quickly save him!" Ding Lan covered her eyes with her hand and shouted at us.

Seventh Uncle wiped the blood off his neck. "His internal organs were all damaged. I won't be able to save him from poisoning for at least a year."

At this moment, Ding Lan's heart was on the verge of breaking down from her crying. She looked at me with pleading eyes. I endured the pain from the knife and knelt beside Guang Yang. "You stole the [Psychic Mantra] just to prolong your life?"

Noon's eyes had already lost their focus, and he helplessly nodded at me.

I gasped. "You know what?" If I don't act, the deities won't be able to save you. "

Ding Lan Xin knelt in front of me and grabbed my clothes, "Huang Quan, I beg you. As long as you can save Noon, I'll pay with my life. I'll pay with my life for Duan Hong Qi's death, and you can make me do anything you want."

I held onto the meridian of the sun, "The sun, I ask you! Are you a friend or an enemy? "

His lifeless eyes glanced at Ding Lan Xin. He nodded at me and sighed. "Enemy, we can never be friends!"

"Alright!" I dipped a little bit of blood into my chest and pressed my thumb against the center of Guang Yang's chest. Guang Yang's eyes widened as he gradually closed them.

Ding Lan's heart went blank. She looked at me with despair. She said in disbelief, "You killed him, you killed Xiang Yang!" There were no longer any tears coming out of the corner of his eyes. With a smile on his face, he took out a throwing knife from his pocket and stabbed it towards his throat.

"Bang!" With a dull thud, Seventh Uncle's hands moved quickly and kicked Ding Lan's arm. He sighed heavily and said, "Huang Quan only temporarily sealed his heartbeat."

With that, Seventh Uncle squatted down and pressed down on my arm. "Noon is no longer the Noon of the past. Think about it. If you want to save him, he might kill you when he wakes up."

I stood up, took out a few tissues from the table, and wiped the wounds on my chest. I felt a burning pain and said, "One yard for one yard. Within an hour, someone will help me find some bamboo leaves and black sand."

Ding Lan's heart was already in despair. Looking at the "corpse" in the afternoon sun, she felt a new glimmer of hope. "Can …" Can you save Noon? He can still live? I'll look for it, I'll look for it right away! "

Seventh Uncle frowned. "The Yellow Springs are really hard to find. Three years old bamboo leaves and a layer of gravel under the coffin. These two things are not easy to find. We must find them within an hour."

Ding Lan Xin stood up and took a long look at the sun before running out the door.

Seventh Uncle took a few deep breaths and walked towards his office with a limp. He took out his medical kit and checked my wounds. "These few knives can only stop bleeding temporarily. We need to go to the hospital to stitch them."

I nodded. Seventh Uncle continued, "Since Ding Lan has admitted it, what do you plan to do next?"

I smiled bitterly. "Seventh Uncle, you are the leader. The way things are handled should be decided by you."

Seventh Uncle's expression was sorrowful. "Noon and Lan Xin are my beloved generals. If I were to decide who killed the members of the operation team, then Ding Lan Xin's life is over."

I laughed and wiped the iodine on my wound and didn't answer.

Seventh Uncle held a bandage in his hand and twined it around my upper body. "Just now, you confessed to Ding Lan's heart. Which song was this?" Is it also for the afternoon sun? "

I bitterly shook my head. "There is no such thing as hatred or love without a reason or cause. She originally had the chance to kill me, but at that moment, I really fell in love with her. What a pity!" We are already doomed to be unable to be together in this situation. "

Seventh Uncle chuckled. "Not necessarily. At the Bureau, you can already call the wind and summon the rain."

"Compared to you, Seventh Uncle, I'm far behind." He put on his shirt and said, "Old Duan being killed is a sure fact, but I don't really understand why you sneaked an attack on Iron Head. Seventh Uncle, what if there's another story behind this?"

"Ai …" It didn't matter if there was a secret, it didn't matter if there was none! Tomorrow at sunrise, it will no longer be so dazzling! "

Half an hour later, Ding Lan Xin ran into the office with a face full of dust. She held a few dried bamboo leaves and a porcelain jar in her hands.

Seventh Uncle frowned. "You're not going to dig out whose bone ash jar is it!"

Ding Lan's heart beat like a rattle as she ran in front of me. "If I can save Noon, I will be your slave!"

I said helplessly, "Lan Xin, I have to admit that I do like you a little, but as I said before, I don't like flat-chested women."

He took the jar and the bamboo leaves from her hands and walked in front of her. He poured the black sand on the ground and crushed the bamboo leaves. "Seventh Uncle, I need your help."

Seventh Uncle nodded and squatted down to help Yang Chen up. He muttered to himself and shook his head, "Such a brilliant move. I only heard a few words from Li Ao Xue. I didn't expect it to be true."

I raised an eyebrow. "Li Ao Xue, that old man?" Is the Bureau a mythical figure? "

Seventh Uncle nodded again. "Let's begin!" I don't know how strong you are, but if you can't stabilize the Heart Meridian, he will die sooner or later. "

I reached out and ripped off the clothes on the front of Xiangyang's chest. Turning my head, I asked, "Lanxin, do you know what kind of poison is in Xiangyang?"

Tears came out of Dinglan's eyes as she numbly shook her head.

I counted Sunrise's ribs, the third rib close to my heart, and pressed down hard. Almost all of the ribs on the right side collapsed under my pressure, and I held my breath. "Seventh Uncle, follow your nose and let him inhale."

Seventh Uncle supported me with the black sand and bamboo leaves. With each of my effort to push them down, his nostrils flared and the black powder was slowly sucked into Zhong Yang's body.

He was sweating profusely as he stopped and sat on the ground. Seeing that the afternoon sun could already breathe on its own, he turned around and smiled to Ding Lan. "Hey, you've come back to life. You stole something from me. When are you coming back?"