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Chapter 1214 The memorial ceremony is ready

Far East.

The old man was lying on the bed, his expression as peaceful as if he was sleeping.

Binglan hugged him tightly, as if to keep him warm. She felt the rapid drop in Lao Dao's body temperature, and she wanted to warm him up.

Standing in front of the bed are Zhu Yi, Xiaofeng, Tao Hongye, and Pan Jun, all of whom look like stone sculptures.

"What's going on?" Tao Hongye muttered to himself.

Zhu Yi said dryly: "It's poisoning. Zi Qiu called Lao Dao to warn him, but he still failed to guard against it."

"We all eat the same meal, are we okay?" Tao Hongye was puzzled.

"You are not a cultivator." Zhu Yi said.

Xiaofeng thought quickly and said, "That's not right. I'm a cultivator, and I'm fine."

Pan Jun said in a low voice: "If you are, so am I."

Xiaofeng still felt something was wrong, and she said: "No, I am. Moreover, I am extremely sensitive to danger. I don't even feel the poison in my rice?"

Zhu Yi sighed: "Just because it has no effect on you, there is no induction, so you are not a cultivator."

Xiaofeng scratched her hair, feeling that these people kept interrupting her, and she almost figured it out, so she simply sat cross-legged in the corner alone, thinking hard in silence.

She believes that she is a practitioner, so what is the difference between her and the old Taoist?

"Is this poison only effective on men?" Xiaofeng asked suddenly.

"No, Ran Suyi has been poisoned by this poison." Zhu Yi said.

Xiaofeng appeared again and fell into deep thought. They are all practitioners. The poison is the same and affects both men and women. So why am I okay? Who else is okay?

An idea suddenly flashed in her mind: "Brother Xia Chuan won't be poisoned, right?"

Everyone looked at her stupidly, and Pan Jun couldn't help but said: "Don't you talk nonsense? Xia Chuan can detoxify any poison, but can you?"

Xiaofeng's eyes were blazing and she said: "He used his will power!"

Everyone simply stopped looking at her.

Xiaofeng already understood and roared: "I can detoxify!"

Everyone trembled and looked at her in shock.

Binglan trembled: "Then hurry up?"

Xiaofeng said: "But I have a condition. You have to agree when I rescue you..."

"I promise!" Binglan shouted.

Xiaofeng immediately said to Pan Jun: "Get out!"

Pan Jun was so angry that he turned around and left.

"Take off his clothes." As Xiaofeng spoke, he quickly took off his clothes, and everyone's eyes widened.

The three Binglan girls suddenly started to take off the old man's clothes.

Xiaofeng lay directly on Lao Dao, and Binglan's eyes widened.

Then Xiaofeng became silent.

The three women just stared at each other. Is this detoxification?

But it is consistent with what Xiaofeng said. She said that Binglan would agree to rescue her. Obviously, the girl's innocence was handed over to Lao Dao, and then she would be Lao Dao's wife.

A full five minutes passed.

Binglan was shocked to find that Lao Dao's eyes slowly opened a crack.

The three girls were immediately ecstatic!

But the old Taoist is still as angry as a thread, just a trace of anger.

Obviously Xiaofeng's ability is limited and cannot be compared to Xia Chuan's immediate results.

But at least he survived and was able to hold on until Xia Chuan arrived.

Tao Hongye whispered: "Xiaofeng is really willing? Do you want to tell Yanjing the good news? I'm afraid they will give up."

Zhu Yi said sternly: "Don't say it. If the news leaks and we know that Lao Dao is alive, we will all die. Don't worry, Xia Chuan will never give up. He will definitely fly over as quickly as possible."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard a chuckle:

"It doesn't matter whether you say it or not."

The four women were all focused on Lao Dao. They were so surprised that a stranger could come in when Pan Jun was outside. They suddenly turned around and looked.

Standing at the door was a young man with a smile, who looked like a woman with delicate features.

But there was a delicate knife in his hand, dancing between his fingers.

puff.

Half of Pan Jun's body fell at the door, blood flowing slowly like a lake.

He was already dead before he could speak.

The four girls took a deep breath.

On the contrary, Tao Hongye was prepared for a fatal blow.

Xiaofeng has been exhausted, and she only has one hope left, which is to desperately make a wish to give the old Tao the power of a single blow.

But this hope is too slim.

But she never gives up.

Her wish has been easy to come true since she was a child. Whoever she wants will die, sooner or later.

She began to think it was their fate.

Later I thought it was the power of a curse.

Now I find that the power of curse is also a kind of wish power. Even if it is a curse, it can also be cursed in a good way.

Sure enough, she succeeded.

But this success was too short-lived, and powerful enemies took advantage of it.

It means life and death.

The young man walked to the bed with a smile. Tao Hongye was about to take action, but was pushed away by Zhu Yi.

She didn't believe that Tao Hongye was better than Pan Jun. Pan Jun could die silently, but Tao Hongye could. So don't die in vain.

Xiaofeng turned a blind eye to the young man, and she did not feel ashamed or angry because she was seen naked by a man. In the face of life and death, dignity was nonsense.

She just tried her best and exhausted all her will power, then her vision went dark and she passed out.

The young man sighed: "What a talent, but it's a pity that he is too weak."

Binglan moved at this moment, and a blade of light was like lightning, piercing the young man's throat.

Tao Hongye suddenly walked around Zhu Yi and stabbed the young man in the back with his dagger.

Both were as fast as lightning.

Looks like a sure kill.

But Zhu Yi closed her eyes in pain.

Peng! Peng!

Zhu Yi opened her eyes again, trembling all over, and tears rolled down her face.

The young man didn't seem to move, but Binglan and Tao Hongye fell to the ground, blood flowing down their necks, gurgling like a fountain, spraying on the ground. There was a cooing sound in their throats, their bodies trembled slightly, and soon they fell silent. .

Zhu Yi still didn't move.

She just wanted to survive and tell Xia Chuan what happened.

The young man obviously didn't mean to kill her. He just pushed Xiaofeng's body off Lao Dao, looked at Lao Dao, and said softly: "Do you want to kill me?"

The old Taoist could only open his eyes a little, and with that little breath, he couldn't even nod.

The young man sighed: "It's a pity that there is no chance. The memorial ceremony has been prepared, and you are the sacrifice. You will see it with your own eyes."

He reached out and picked up Lao Dao, and Youhu suddenly retreated and disappeared into the bedroom in an instant.

Zhu Yi's eyes widened and her heart was beating rapidly. She was a little unbelievable. Did he really let me and Xiaofeng go?

Why is that?

Just because we didn't resist?

Or maybe, life is scarier than death?

She waited for a full minute, but there was no sound of fighting downstairs.

Apparently, the security guards had already led Lao Dao away from the iron barrel-like bank headquarters without being alarmed.

In fact, he doesn't need to use a knife. He has mental power and can kill anyone in an instant very gracefully.

That knife, that blood, it's just revenge.

Then there is no reason to let them both go.

Perhaps, this is just the beginning, step by step torture...

She suddenly understood.

He wants not only his life, but also his money.

The next time I come, it will be a plunder of wealth.

Zhu Yi shivered. This hot summer day was actually bitingly cold.