"Are you really not afraid that I will kill you?" Jiang Siming said coldly.

"You won't kill me because that woman's life is in my hands!"

Jiang Siming felt something bad in his heart. Tang Yuehua, who was originally kneeling, had a painful expression on his face and spat out a mouthful of dark blood.

"I thought it was a waste of time, but I didn't expect it to actually come in handy. The poison in my Wuhun Palace is not so easy to cure." Qian Renxue always maintained calmness on her pale face, but she felt sad in her heart.

It was very confusing.

The wound held by Jiang Siming's sword could not heal, leaving Qian Renxue's neck with scarlet blood flowing continuously. Even if Qian Renxue secretly used her soul power to stop the bleeding, it was only a drop in the bucket.

Soul masters are also human beings. Even masters at the Soul Saint level may bleed to death.

"Your life should be worth more than hers, right?" Jiang Siming's face was still cold, and he didn't seem to be disturbed by Tang Yuehua's poisoning and vomiting blood.

"Why lie to yourself? You still have the patience to talk to me here. Hasn't it been proven?" Qian Renxue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, as if she was very confident in herself.

When Qian Renxue saw half masks produced by Yuexuan in various shops in Tiandou City, she had already misunderstood that Jiang Siming and Tang Yuehua had a special relationship.

However, Qian Renxue's misunderstanding was a mistake. Jiang Siming really didn't want Tang Yuehua to die because of him. Firstly, Tang Yuehua had helped Jiang Siming, and secondly, Tang Yuehua was Tang San's aunt.

"You don't have much time. At most half an hour, this woman will die because of you." Qian Renxue continued.

"Do you really think you can hold me?" Jiang Siming stared at Qian Renxue's beautiful face, and his words became colder.

Jiang Siming could not easily let Qian Renxue go. The royal family's batch of bullets was probably controlled by Qian Renxue. How could Jiang Siming let such a huge hidden danger go?

Tang Yuehua, who was sitting on the ground with a painful expression, heard Jiang Siming's cold words and never dared to look into Jiang Siming's eyes. At this moment, she finally looked at Jiang Siming's tall back with relief. The eyes revealed that you were desperate.

and relief.

"Come here!" Jiang Siming's cold voice sounded again.

Tang Yuehua, who was already desperate, trembled slightly, not sure whether Jiang Siming was calling him.

"Do you think there is anyone else here?" Jiang Siming said deliberately and impatiently.

There seemed to be a hint of energy in Tang Yuehua's desperate eyes. She stood up shakily and walked towards Jiang Siming unsteadily.

"If time continues to be delayed like this, it will not be good for you or me." Qian Renxue couldn't understand what Jiang Siming wanted to do, but she had a bad feeling. She couldn't help but feel anxious and said again.

"You are very smart, but I hate threats from others!" Jiang Siming said and bit his finger.

At this moment, Tang Yuehua had already walked to Jiang Siming's side. Before he could react, the comfort of a finger as warm as jade spread throughout his body.

Jiang Siming had taken Youxiang Qiluo Immortal and was already invulnerable to all poisons. Even the blood had a detoxifying effect. Although it may not be able to detoxify Tang Yuehua's poison, there should be no problem in temporarily suppressing it.

With Tang San and Poison Douluo being masters of poison, it was not easy to detoxify Tang Yuehua.

Seeing Tang Yuehua's face gradually regaining color, Jiang Siming withdrew his finger.

With her eyes closed tightly, Tang Yuehua, who was still unfinished, subconsciously reached out and held Jiang Siming's finger.

"Let go!" Jiang Siming said coldly.

Tang Yuehua was so frightened by Jiang Siming's sudden cold voice that she trembled and let go of Jiang Siming's fingers.

Jiang Siming turned his head, looked at Qian Renxue's increasingly pale face, and said coldly, "Now do you think you still have chips?"

"Do you think you can escape like this? For this operation, ten Titled Douluo and dozens of Soul Douluo came to our Wuhun Palace. Even if two old ghosts from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect came,

I was filled with hatred right there!" Qian Renxue was already a little exhausted at this moment, and the blood had stained her yellow dress red.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Siming removed the Immortal Sword, used his soul power to seal the opponent's soul power, and stopped the opponent's bleeding at the same time. Qian Renxue couldn't die now, and Jiang Siming needed a bargaining chip in exchange for regaining the opponent's soul power.

Batch bullets.

"Hand over the batch of bullets you have, and I promise not to kill you." Jiang Siming said coldly.

Qian Renxue, who had temporarily lost her soul power, had completely lost the ability to resist.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that all the bullets are on the ten elders of my Wuhun Palace. Do you think you can get them? Even if you trade me for them, do you think you can get out of this palace?" Qian Qian

Ren Xue looked at Jiang Siming mockingly, as if she was sure of victory.

Wuhun Palace has been prepared for a long time. Even if this operation fails, the ten titled Douluo can still bring back all the bullets.

I just never expected that Qian Renxue would cause Jiang Siming to become the biggest change because of Qian Daoliu's words.

Jiang Siming didn't want to talk nonsense with the stubborn woman in front of him.

He clamped Qian Renxue around his waist with his backhand and said to Tang Yuehua who was still in a daze, "Follow me, otherwise if something happens, I won't take the risk to save you again."

Tang Yuehua looked at the man who was pretending to be indifferent in front of her, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Jiang Siming didn't care what Tang Yuehua was thinking and walked straight towards the bamboo forest.

Tang Yuehua followed closely behind.

Outside the bamboo forest, a group of Wuhun Palace masters instantly surrounded the two of them.

"Young Master!"

"I advise you not to get close!" Jiang Siming said coldly, and the Immortal Sword was once again placed on Qian Renxue's neck.

...

At this time, in front of Emperor Xueye's palace.

There are ten titled Douluo in the Wuhun Palace, as well as a dozen powerful ones at the Soul Douluo level.

The rushed Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo and Haotian Douluo Tang Hao forcefully stopped them outside the dormitory.

Tang San was currently in the palace, applying acupuncture crazily, with Poison Douluo guarding him, fearing that something might happen.

Outside the palace, it was a mess.

The bustling high-rise buildings collapsed in an instant and turned into ruins.

"stop!"

The loud shouts suddenly broke the fierce and tense fighting atmosphere.

Jiang Siming rushed over with Qian Renxue and Tang Yuehua, followed by more than a dozen masters from Wuhun Palace.

"Young Master!" A titled Douluo couldn't help but become distracted when he saw Qian Renxue soaked in blood around Jiang Siming's waist.

The next moment, the huge Clear Sky Hammer hit him head-on, slamming the old man into the ground and creating a huge deep pit.

The fierce fighting stopped instantly, and all eyes were focused on Jiang Siming.
Chapter completed!