Chapter 223: For you!

Chapter 223: For you!

  Chapter 223 is for you!

  Blind Hong had an old face, flushed red, and then the eyes formed by the smoke disappeared suddenly, leaving no trace.

   With a puff, Hong Xiazi spat out a big mouthful of blood, and his whole decayed body fell from the sky!

  The whole person was in a coma and couldn't stop, his whole body was twitching endlessly, his throat was rattling, and he couldn't catch his breath, and he was about to lose his mind!

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Zuo Changlu supported his body, and threw a elixir into Hong Xiazi's mouth. He brought over the 3,000-year-old ginseng tea, and directly pointed the teapot at Hong Xiazi's mouth. I poured it down.

   Then he began to push his blood for Hong Xiazi again.

   "You also come to help."

  Zuo Changlu was obviously afraid that he would not be able to open his blood with his own strength, so he hurriedly called Zuo Xiaoduo.

"Oh well."

  Zuo Xiaoduo is also in a hurry, this old blind man just took a picture for me, why is he still about to die?

   Does that mean... I killed it?

  This is so...

   It's like a black pot that fell from the sky!

  Father and son worked in a hurry for a full quarter of an hour before Blind Hong finally woke up.

  He smacked his lips and smiled wryly: "Old Zuo, you ruined good things for me again...It's useless, my last life is today."

  Zuo Changlu sighed: "Old Hong, hold on."

   "I can't hold on anymore."

Blind Hong smiled weakly, and said: "Under the True Soul Hope Technique, I myself don't know anything, as long as you remember everything I said just now, you will remember everything. Is it?"

   "Write it down, write it down!"

  Zuo Changlu nodded deeply.

Blind Hong nodded and smiled reassuringly, and then said weakly: "Old Zuo, it seems that I still need to trouble you about my affairs... But it doesn't need to be too troublesome, I have no children, and I don't have any ancestors. , you just wrap my stinky skin bag and find a coffin to put it in. I have already taken care of the graveyard, right here..."

Zuo Changlu held Hong Blind's hand, and said, "Brother Hong, you have no sons and no daughters, and it is your business that you don't have a mountain grave for your ancestors. Let's be brothers, and I Zuo Changlu, how can I not let your last one go?" Cheng walked in a miserable way!"

  Blind Hong smiled wryly: "This is God's will..."

  Zuo Changlu thought for a while, and said: "Blind man, if you risk your last life to see the fate of the child, then this kid owes you a life!"

He thought about it carefully, took a few steps, looked up at the sky, his eyes flashed extremely complicated emotions, suddenly gritted his teeth, and said decisively: "...I will let Xiaoduo die for you, and call out the yin and yang reincarnation for you!" Door!"

  Blind Hong shook his body suddenly, with extreme surprise and surprise on his face, and then slowly shook his head: "Old Zuo, why bother, why let the child create an extra karma out of thin air..."

  Zuo Changlu resolutely said: "This is what it should be."

   Immediately said: "Xiao Duo, kneel down! Kowtow to your godfather!"

  Zuo Xiaoduo froze immediately when he heard this order.

  I... I have an extra godfather? And still... a dying godfather?

  But he didn't dare to disobey his father's words in the slightest. He knelt down obediently, kowtowed a few times, and shouted: "Godfather!"

  Blind Hong was agitated, and tears poured out of his dry eye sockets: "Good boy... good boy, it's just that I wronged you, wronged you..."

  He said tremblingly: "Old Zuo... You said that I don't have any gifts for the children, so I feel ashamed..."

  Zuo Changlu said: "You can rest at ease, why are you talking about meeting ceremony?"

Blind Hong smiled contentedly, and said weakly: "I, Blind Hong... have been lonely all my life, have no one to rely on, and have no children. I didn't expect that before I died, I would have an extra godson with a bright future...Old Zuo!" , my gratitude to you..."

  He coughed a few times, and said: "The few books I kept here with you before, and my own life... just give them to Xiaoduo..."

   "Xiao Duo... Godfather doesn't have any great skills, and he doesn't have any inheritance and relics to leave you... You also know the theory of hope, but you must never learn godfather's real spirit power..."

"My natal ring... Ever since my foundation of cultivation was destroyed and my spiritual consciousness was crippled, I can't even open it myself. There are some small things in it... There are also many exercises, swordsmanship and swordsmanship...hammering cheats ...It's a pity that godfather is too useless, since his cultivation base was abolished, he can't practice anything..."

   Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly protruded, and a mouthful of blood finally spewed out.

   While struggling, Blind Hong suddenly straightened up, pointed at the sky and said sharply: "Wait for me in my next life, against you!"

   After saying that, Yang Tian fell down, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out non-stop.

  But the whole person is no longer breathing.

  Blind Hong, he just died.

  Looking at Hong Xiazi's corpse, Zuo Changlu sighed softly with deep eyes.

  After a long, long time, he stretched out his hand, gently closed the eyelids for Hong blind, and murmured: "Brother Hong, you and I meet each other, in heaven and earth, in this life and the next life...let go today, Zuo...I'm so lonely."

  He turned his head, looked at Zuo Xiaoduo, and said, "I'll contact the mourning hall for all matters. Tomorrow, I'll see your godfather off!"

  Zuo Xiaoduo wondered: "Dad, he..."

   "This is your godfather!" Zuo Changlu narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Son, you must remember your godfather!"

  Zuo Xiaoduo nodded ignorantly, half-understood, completely ignorant of the deep meaning of Zuo Changlu's words!

  …

  Zuo Changlu covered Xiazi Hong's body with a white cloth.

  At this moment, on Hong Xiazi's finger, a dark ring suddenly glowed, followed by a somewhat illusory posture, as if this ring would also disappear with the disappearance of Hong Xiazi's life.

   But this illusory state only lasted for a moment, and then stopped again.

   Then it slowly floated down from Hong Xiazi's finger and stopped in midair.

   There was another burst of flickering, and it seemed that it might disappear at any time.

  Zuo Changlu stretched out his hand to grab it, but found nothing. It seemed that the ring didn't really exist.

  Zuo Changlu showed a look of extreme surprise, paused before saying: "Xiao Duo, I can't move this ring. It's probably the ring left by your godfather. You try to collect it and wear it on your hand."

"oh."

  Zuo Xiaoduo stretched out his hand as he said, and grabbed the ring.

   Somehow, the smoke-like ring that Zuo Changlu couldn't reach out his hand, after Zuo Xiaoduo stretched out his hand, it was solidified as a whole, and fell into Zuo Xiaoduo's palm, the tentacles were cold.

   "Which finger to wear?"

  Zuo Xiaoduo held the ring in one hand and looked at his fingers.

   "Can't you wear the index finger? The ring finger is not used for this purpose, so... the little finger?"

   Zuo Xiaoduo muttered.

  Zuo Changlu rolled his eyes: "You decide."

  Zuo Xiaoduo casually put the ring on his little finger.

   At the moment when the ring was put on Zuo Xiaoduo's little finger, the ring suddenly began to tighten slowly, tightly encircling Zuo Xiaoduo's little finger, and right after that, Zuo Xiaoduo only felt a pain in his finger.

  It seemed as if some thorns protruded from the ring and penetrated into the flesh of Zuo Xiaoduo's little finger, causing him to shiver in pain.

  Blood oozes out instantly, and all of it pours into the ring, dyeing the whole ring red.

   After a while, the ring that looked completely red gradually faded, turning into an ordinary off-white ring, and then, even the off-white ring disappeared.

  The two father and son looked at each other in dismay, there was nothing above Zuo Xiaoduo's little finger.

   "No...no more..." Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes widened.

   "Rare is more strange, try to think about that ring." Zuo Changlu's face returned to indifference, but there was a hint of surprise and shock in his tone!

  Zuo Xiaoduo thought for a while, and kept saying, "Ring ring..."

  The off-white ring appeared in response, quietly floating on his finger.

   "Wow, that's amazing!"

   Zuo Xiaoduo was completely shocked.

   "In the future, if you want to use the things inside, you don't need to make the ring appear, just communicate with your mind directly."

  Zuo Changlu felt very relieved, and couldn't help but sigh: "I never thought... this ring is actually a natal ring... natal..."

   "What does the natal ring mean?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked.

   "Well, when you have more experience in the future, you will naturally know." Zuo Changlu obviously didn't want to explain more.

   Instead, he slapped Zuo Xiaoduo on the shoulder with an excited expression: "You just need to know that you have made a lot of money this time!"

   "Have you made a lot of money?"

  Zuo Xiaoduo was suspicious: "Just such a ring?"

   "What do you know, what you don't understand, what you don't understand!"

  Zuo Changlu couldn't help but sigh.

   I don’t know if it should be said that stupid people have stupid blessings.

   Anyway, he never expected that Hong Xiazi would leave this ring to Zuo Xiaoduo!

   No wonder, Hong Xiazi emphasized two sentences when he was dying: natal, natal...

  Zuo Xiaoduo was thinking about opening the ring to see what's inside. How could he make a fortune, but found that he couldn't open this humble ring at all: "Dad, I can't open this ring either."

   "You haven't even condensed your spiritual thoughts yet, but you want to open this ring? What are you dreaming about?"

  Zuo Changlu said: "This is a spiritual ring, you won't be able to open it for a while!"

"oh oh."

   Zuo Xiaoduo seems to understand but not understand.

  At this time, the door curtain was raised.

  Wu Tiejiang walked in, and saw Hong Blind's corpse covered with a white cloth at a glance. His burly body shook like chaff: "Brother Zuo...this...this is not Hong..."

"It's him."

  Zuo Changlu sighed sadly: "He has gone."

  Hearing the bad news at first, Wu Tiejiang felt dizzy for a while, with gold stars in his eyes, gasping for breath, and finally couldn't help but cursed: "Why did this old boy die so early!"

  Zuo Changlu's eyes were unprecedentedly severe, staring at Blacksmith Wu.

  Wu Tiejiang sat down, his face full of wonder: "I saw that he was doing well before, let alone...we still..."

   "How do you say that you are dead? Are you still dying here?"

  Wu Tiejiang couldn't figure it out. He pulled his hair and said, "What the hell...was it too sudden? As soon as I came in, I saw a dead person, or him... This is really... spicy..."

  (end of this chapter)