Nalan Qing, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed, felt relieved. He still trusted his own judgment. Although he had a feud with Guo Yi, the entrustment of a dying person was something he could not refuse under any circumstances. People like Guo Yi, whom he had met before, were typical of being tough on the outside but soft on the inside, and believed in something called righteousness. In his eyes, such people used to be fools, not worthy of attention, but they were trustworthy.

  His tragic determination to die was, on the one hand, because he had become a pitiful cripple, and his sister had lost all hope for life. On the other hand, it was also because he knew that if he fell into Guo Yao's hands again, there would be no good outcome, so he might as well take his own life and not give Guo Yao the chance to refuse.

  Actually, there is another reason that cannot be said. Apart from his own enemy, Guo Yi, he doesn't have anyone else to entrust with this matter. Although he's not entirely sure, he can only take the risk! His sister can't survive on her own!

  Nalan Qing used his body to block the knife, and although the scene was a bit frightening, Guo Yi had also seen blood before. This kind of thing didn't even count as an incident in his eyes. He calmly pulled out the fruit knife and casually treated Nalan Qing's wound.

  Nalan Qing only felt a warmth on his neck, and the severe pain suddenly disappeared! His instincts made him want to reach out and touch the wound, but unfortunately, he was tied up tightly and couldn't move his hands at all. Nalan Qing thought to himself, could it be that I'm already dead? No, if I were dead, I should be able to move now, why can't I move at all? He opened his eyes to take a look, only to see Guo Yao, Wen Tian and Ji Tui staring at him with big smiles on their faces.

  He realized that he hadn't died after all, and suddenly thought of his chopped-off fingers being reattached, which made him shudder. Was this Guo Yi really not human? He was actually able to come back from the dead!

  Wen Tian and Xiao Dao:

  "I don't care if you die or not, I have a question for you. Since you entrusted your sister to Guo Yao, but didn't tell him her name or address, do you expect him to search for her like finding a needle in the ocean just because of your entrustment?"

  Nalan Qing didn't answer, but instead looked at Gu Ye with some horror in his eyes:

  "Are you human or ghost? Why can you control people's life and death?"

  Kuang Ye said angrily:

  "Why can't it be an immortal?"

  Nalan Qing's body suddenly shook, as if he hadn't heard Guo Yi's words. He hastily said:

  "If you can bring people back from the dead, then can't you cure my... my whatever?"

  Guo Yixin thought to himself that it would be great if he could make people die without being reborn. He chuckled and said:

  "Of course I can, but why should I give it to you?"

  Nalan Qing was overjoyed and exclaimed loudly:

  "Hurry up and cure me then! If I can recover, Nalan Qing will be at your beck and call!"

  The chicken leg suddenly said with disdain:

  "What's so important about that thing with an attitude like yours?"

  Nalan Qing glanced at the chicken leg and said disdainfully:

  "It doesn't matter if you know or not! Little girl!"

  The rooster was furious, lifted his leg and kicked him, angrily saying:

  "Take a good look, I'm a man!"

  Nalan Qing was not convinced, but he still admired the chicken leg in his heart. At a young age, it dared to rush into the light of the knife, and its bravery was not inferior to that of the whiskers. Therefore, he did not get angry, but instead continued to persuade Guo Yao. Guo Yao refused, and Nalan Qing finally became anxious, saying:

  "Either kill me and then take care of my sister, her address and photo are in my pocket, or cure my wound, and from now on this life is yours!"

  Wen Tian reached out to grab his pocket, but was pressed down by Guo Yi, who said:

  "What are you looking at? You want to look, I don't care." He then said to Nalanqing:

  "You really opened my eyes, you came to kill me and brought your sister's photo and address. What were you thinking? Besides, who has ever seen anyone as shameless as you, blackmailing the victim?"

  Nalan Qing closed his eyes and pretended to be a rolling knife, anyway, whatever you say, he would just say two sentences: either kill me but take care of my sister, or cure my wound and I'll follow you. As they spoke, Gu Yao got annoyed, cut open Nalan Qing's rope with one knife, and told him to get out. Nalan Qing refused to leave, and Ji Tui couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Nalan Qing's collar and dragged him to the door, kicking him out. Then, he slammed the door shut.

  Kuo suddenly said after being stunned for a while:

  "This kid isn't cheating us, is he? I was originally planning on sending him back to the Public Security Bureau!"

  Wen Tian and Mai Yuan said:

  "I want to take a look at the photo and identify it myself, why won't you let me?!"

  "Just you wait and see, will it be controlled or not?"

  "What does it have to do with whether I care or look at photos?"

  ??????

  Two people were still arguing, the door suddenly burst open with a loud bang, and Nalan Qing rushed in. Guo Yao was furious, you haven't finished yet! Just as he was about to speak, Nalan Qing suddenly dodged to the side, and then a dark and heavy spear-like object flashed into the doorway and stabbed deeply into his shoulder!

  Nalan Qing almost fell over, he gritted his teeth and reached out to pull out the spear stuck in his shoulder, but unexpectedly the spear suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before, leaving only a dark hole spewing out fresh blood.

  Guo Ye and Wen Tian looked at each other in dismay.

  At this time, a short and young man came in from the door. He was only in his early twenties, less than 1.6 meters tall, with small eyes and a short nose, and his facial features were distinct. A pair of small eyes gleamed with cold light. Seeing that there were still three young people in the room, he couldn't help but pause, looking at Nalan Qing's pale face and saying in stiff Mandarin:

  "Aren't you Guo Yi?"

  Nalan Qing angrily said:

  "I just told you I'm not!"

  The young man's cold gaze swept across Guo Si San's face and asked in a chilly tone:

  "Which one of you is Guo Yao?"

  Kuo Yi smiled and said:

  "Are you looking for Guo Yao? He just went out and might not be back tonight. You can come again tomorrow!"

  The young man snorted and said:

  "You're Guo Yi!"

  As he spoke, he raised his hand in the air, without any movement, a black spear suddenly appeared in his hand. He pulled back and was about to throw it out when Wen Tianhe let out a cold hum, raised his hand and pointed at him. The young man's wrist, which was holding the spear, suddenly burst into a bloom of blood. The young man was shocked and looked at Wen Tianhe in surprise, only to see him pointing at him again. He moved sideways like lightning, but still couldn't dodge it, and another bloom of blood burst out on his arm. His hand loosened, the spear fell down, but before it hit the ground, it disappeared into thin air.

  Kuo Yi let out a breath, no matter what kind of skill this little guy had, as long as he could control it, there was nothing to be afraid of. Speaking of which, Wen Tian's move was really cool, the Six Meridians Divine Sword? Wonder if he could teach himself?

  Nalan Qing stared blankly at everything, tonight's events completely overturning his understanding of killing techniques. He couldn't understand what was happening in front of him, a kind of indescribable powerlessness surging up to his head, he suddenly felt old, if an assassin had this feeling, it meant he should retire!

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