When Qiao Kexin first heard the word "Saint Blood" of the Sage, she didn't know what it was. She didn't know until later that the legendary "Saint Blood of the Sage" could greatly increase the cultivation level of a warrior, and even make people live forever.

Qiao Kexin didn't know whether this legend was true or false. Before that, she always thought this matter was very absurd, very ridiculous.

How could the blood in your body have such a magical effect?

But at this moment, she hoped that it was true, and that what was flowing in her body was the legendary Wudi Saint Blood, and that Wudi Saint Blood really had the legendary magical effect.

She hopes to use her own blood to save Lin Hao. As long as she can keep Lin Hao safe, even if she is asked to die immediately, she will not hesitate.

Seeing the red sword falling next to him, Qiao Kexin bit her lip, picked up the red sword, and then returned to Lin Hao's side.

When Lin Hao saw Qiao Kexin put the red sword on his wrist, he immediately understood what she was going to do.

But now he was powerless to stop him, so he could only shout in his own slight voice: "No, don't do this..."

But how could Qiao Kexin listen to him? She resisted the pain and waved the sword to cut her wrist, then threw away the red sword, and pressed the broken wrist to Lin Hao's lips.

Lin Hao's heart hurt even more. He closed his mouth and refused to suck it, but Qiao Kexin's blood couldn't stop flowing, flowing to his face, chin and neck.

If the strong men from Jiange or Tianji Palace saw this scene before, they would definitely think it was a waste of resources.

But Lin Hao didn't even want to drink a sip, and he was still saying: "No, don't..."

Qiao Kexin was bleeding on her wrists and tears were flowing on her face.

She said with a heartache: "Do you think I can live alone if you die?"

"Although this period of time I have been with you is not very long, for me, it is my life. You have occupied all my life, all my soul, everything about me."

"The time with you was with me was the happiest and happiest time in my life. Without you, I would have no meaning to live, and I would not be able to survive."

"If you die here today, then I will be here with you. I will die with you. It is impossible to live alone."

Qiao Kexin was heartbroken, but her tone was very firm, which made Lin Hao dare not doubt what she said, her intentions, or her decision.

Qiao Kexin held the red sword again, put the blade on his neck, and said with a sad expression: "Life and death are a good match, and I will tell Zicheng that I will be a pair of birds in the sky, and I will be a joint branch on the ground."

Her intention was decided. If Lin Hao was unwilling to suck her blood, then she would go with Lin Hao.

Lin Hao had no choice but to open his mouth slightly, allowing the blood from Qiao Kexin's wrist to flow in, and warmed it down his throat to his chest and abdomen.

Qiao Kexin smiled in tears.

She slowly put down the sword, pressing her wrists tighter on Lin Hao's lips. She was even mobilizing the breath in her body, causing the blood to flow faster, so that Lin Hao could suck more.

But the more her blood flows, the longer her time, her breath gradually fades.

But she kept insisting, silently chanting in her heart: "My blood must be as magical as the legendary one. Husband, you must be well, you must be well soon..."

Just as Qiao Kexin gradually began to feel dazed, Lin Hao suddenly closed his eyes and stopped moving, even his mouth closed, unable to swallow blood.

"Husband! Husband!"

Qiao Kexin exclaimed nervously and gently pushed Lin Hao's shoulder, but Lin Hao did not react at all.

Because of caring, worrying, fear, and grief, Qiao Kexin was in a mess. She didn't even check Lin Hao's breath and heartbeat, and thought Lin Hao was dead.

Because Lin Hao looked like he was dead at this time.

Qiao Kexin's heart was as if she had cut her sword and didn't want to survive for a second. She desperately put the long sword on her neck and was ready to follow Lin Hao.

But just as she was about to commit suicide, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and something suddenly hit the sword.

With a bang, the red sword was shaken down.

But Qiao Kexin was not nervous or afraid, and she didn't even care who shot down the sword in her hand.

She was about to die, and there was nothing in this world worth caring or curious about. However, this sudden change made her calmer.

The first thing she thought of was to check Lin Hao's condition was to find that Lin Hao still had breathing and heartbeat. Although it was very weak, it did exist, proving that Lin Hao was not dead yet.

"Husband!" Qiao Kexin held Lin Hao's ear and called, but Lin Hao still didn't move, as if he fainted.

A sigh came from behind, and an old voice said, "Why are you doing this? Is it worth it to seek a short-sighted view for this ordinary person?"

Qiao Kexin turned her head and saw five old men.

The first one was in his seventies or eighties, wearing a green robe and holding a monocular lens in his hand, while the other four were in their fifties or sixties, wearing the costumes of Sang Ying people.

Qiao Kexin recognized that two of them were those who deliberately made noises to lure her away. When she rushed back to save Lin Hao, the two of them tried their best to stop her.

And the other two just now with Ikawa, it is very likely that they joined forces to make Lin Hao look like this.

Qiao Kexin's heart was suddenly filled with anger, and a cold murderous intent burst out from her eyes.

She gritted her teeth, and wiped her palm on the wrist of the other hand, stopping the continuous overflowing blood.

She stared at the old man in a green robe and asked in a cold voice: "You were the man who injured me. You want to kill him, why don't you let me die now!"

The old man replied: "We can't let you get hurt."

"Why?"

Qiao Kexin just asked, as if she had thought of something, and suddenly sneered, "You want my blood too, right? You just won't kill me for the time being, you want to take me to somewhere, and then slowly release my blood, right? Haha... I won't let you get what you want!"

If it were before, Qiao Kexin would definitely do her best to avenge Lin Hao, and even if she died in battle, she would have no regrets.

But now, she has lost too much blood and her body has become much weaker.

Moreover, she felt that the five old men were very strong, and two of them, plus Ikawa, could hurt Lin Hao like this. There are still five now, and their strength will only be stronger.

If you fight against the other party desperately, you may be seriously injured by the other party just like Lin Hao, and you will be kidnapped by the other party at that time.

Qiao Kexin was unwilling to be the other party's captive, and she didn't want her blood to become the other party's food. She would rather commit suicide and go to the underworld with Lin Hao than let the other party succeed.

She raised her palm, and the true energy in her palm condensed, preparing to end her life with one palm.

After the old man in the robe noticed Qiao Kexin's intention, he was so scared that he immediately knelt on one knee, shouting in a nervous voice: "Young Master, calm down! We came out to find you on the orders of the poster, and we absolutely had no intention of hurting you."

Li Qing, Li Hong, Li Hai and Li Shou also knelt down on one knee.

"Young Master, don't be impulsive. If you suffer any harm, we cannot explain to the poster!"

Curiosity made Qiao Kexin temporarily stop thinking about suicide. She turned her head and looked at the five people kneeling on one knee, with a look of confusion on her face.
Chapter completed!