At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

The sound of a powerful force struck the platform, and the sharp palm directly hit Ke Zhen'e's right chest. In an instant, blood splattered all over Qiu Chuji's face.

At the moment when the blood was spurting out, Qiu Chuji's eyes widened, it was the handle of the iron rod in Ke Zhen'e's hand that pierced his lower abdomen directly.

"Big Brother!!"

Han Baoju and his two siblings cried out in grief.

"Junior brother!!"

"master!!"

"Senior Brother Qiu!"

The Quanzhen Sect shouted in grief and anger, and swarmed onto the high platform. This time, Suluzhi, Yan Hongshou, and Jin Buhuan did not stop them.

Hearing the noise, Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong collided fiercely with each other's fists and palms, and then each flew back five feet.

The two had exchanged more than a thousand moves. At this moment, both had flushed faces and were breathing heavily. They tacitly agreed not to continue fighting.

On the high platform, streaks of scarlet blood slowly flowed down Qiu Chuji's face, making him look particularly hideous.

Ke Zhen'e's body slowly fell backwards, veins bulging on his hands, but he was still tightly holding the iron rod. This fall also brought out the handle of the rod that was inserted into Qiu Chuji's lower abdomen.

In an instant, blood gushed out all over the ground.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two of them fell into their own arms at the same time.

Yin Zhiping took his master from the headmaster's hand and tried to feel his breath for a long time, but he couldn't feel his breath. Thinking about how he would be bullied by Zhao Zhijing, a bastard, in the future, he couldn't help crying in grief and anger.

As soon as he started crying, all the uncles, aunts, fellow disciples and sisters around him started crying too.

Just when a few people were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to go over with swords to seek revenge, they saw Han Baoju and Zhu Cong also hugging Ke Zhenwu and starting to cry loudly.

Seeing this, Han Xiaoying bit her lips tightly, feeling regretful and sad, and an unspeakable sense of self-blame surged in her heart.

She really regretted why she was soft-hearted just now and didn't stab Qiu Chuji directly in the back? The more she thought about it, the more she blamed herself, and tears gradually blurred her jade face.

Finally, she couldn't help turning her head with tears in her eyes and looked at the young man in the crown on the viewing stand.

Niu Dingtian was originally annoyed about why the situation that he was sure to win was turned into such a mess by Blind Ke. However, when he met the beautiful woman's sad and self-blaming gaze, his heart couldn't help but soften.

Maybe there is still hope...

Thinking of this, Niu Dingtian turned his head to look at Fentian and whispered, "You will be in charge of the rest of the process. Remember, no one is allowed to act wildly here. I'll go and take a look at the situation."

After saying that, he took a step forward, and countless shadows overlapped rapidly, appearing on a high platform twenty feet away in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this kind of tactics, the people who were originally looking at each other in silence and watching the excitement all gasped.

"You had no pulse when you collapsed?"

Niu Dingtian put his hand on Ke Zhen'e's wound, input the Nine Yang True Qi to check it, then frowned and asked.

Han Baoju had a sad face. He wiped his tears and choked up, "I couldn't feel her pulse when I held her in my arms."

Niu Dingtian thought about it, quickly sealed a few acupuncture points, pointed to the Doumu Palace behind the platform, and ordered: "Carry him to the side hall inside, ask Divine Doctor Yan to try first, and also, Second Brother Zhu, remember to prepare a bowl of warm water later."

Upon hearing this, the two of them quickly carried Ke Zhenwu away. Niu Dingtian embraced Han Xiaoying and said softly, "Don't blame yourself. I'll try again later."

"Hmm~"

Han Xiaoying's eyes were as red as peaches. She bit her lower lip and hummed softly, but tears kept falling.

Niu Dingtian stroked the beautiful woman's slender shoulders and said nothing more. After staring at Qiu Chuji who lay lifeless on the ground, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

At first he had a hatred for this man that he wanted to kill, but now he finds it hard to explain the reason.

But it is a fact that this hatred has faded a lot after getting Senior Sister Bao. Otherwise, how could he wait to take advantage of the hatred of the Seven Monsters to take action indirectly.

"The grudge is over. Life and death are determined by fate. Master Ma can go to the stage and find Master Yideng to try."

After leaving a word, Niu Dingtian embraced Han Xiaoying and flew to the Doumu Palace.

The two of them came to the side hall. Yan Fangyu had already inserted a lot of silver needles into Ke Zhenwu's body. When he saw Niu Dingtian coming in, he shook his head and sighed, "We have tried all the acupuncture points that can be stimulated. If there is no vitality, even the best elixir will be useless."

What this means is that even the spiritual spring water that can add energy to a person is useless.

"Let me try."

Seeing that Yan Fangyu was about to withdraw the needle, Niu Dingtian thought about it and quickly raised his hand to stop him.

According to his idea, since the silver needles are stimulating vitality, combined with the acupoints just blocked, they can also assist cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

That's right, it's cardiopulmonary resuscitation. As long as the heart can beat again, feeding a few small pills will most likely lead to slow recovery.

The reason why he didn't take action directly just now was because he was afraid of taking responsibility.

After all, if he pressed someone so hard on him and didn't know whether he was dead or alive, if he couldn't be saved, people would definitely blame him for it:
The hero Ke, one of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan, was still alive, but was crushed to death by his great leader Niu!

In this case, it would be better to let Yan Fangyu try first. Anyway, the acupoints have been sealed, so a moment or two won’t matter.

As he spoke, Niu Dingtian had already jumped onto the bed quickly. He used the Nine Yang True Qi to protect the wound while performing standard CPR movements.

"This... is a rescue?"

Yan Fangyu was stunned. After all, the dead are the most important. He had never seen such a waste of corpse.

Han Xiaoying was stunned for a moment, then stopped crying. A hint of hesitation appeared in her red eyes, but she did not speak to stop it.

After pressing thirty times, Niu Dingtian looked at Han Baoju and shouted, "Blow from mouth to mouth, with moderate force, twice!"

"Mouth to mouth?" Han Baoju was stunned.

When he reacted, his fat face began to struggle, and hesitantly said: "My eldest brother is dead, why bother him like this?"

It wasn't that he disliked it, but if a living person could be crushed to death, how could a dead person be revived? He really didn't want to mess with his brother's corpse anymore.

Niu Dingtian glared at him and said in a hurry, "Hurry up! If I tell you to blow it, you can still survive. If you don't, you will be buried directly after seven days."

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had pressed a lot more buttons in the starting process.

Cardiopulmonary resuscitation was only a theory for him. He had never practiced it in his past or present life. How would he know whether he should stop or continue at this time?

He couldn't help but get angry and said, "I pressed the button ten times too much. If I can't save her, it's your fault. Don't blame me when the time comes!"

After hearing this, Han Baoju did not dare to delay and hurriedly went to the head of the bed. He pried open Ke Zhenwu's mouth and blew twice as instructed.

what……

What is the taste?
Han Baoju couldn't help but make a bitter face. He had been with his elder brother for so many years, but he had never tasted this flavor at such a close distance.

"Brother Zhu, pay attention to your heart rate!"

Niu Dingtian looked at Zhu Cong and gave him instructions. While he was talking, thirty blows had passed. He then shouted to Han Baoju, "Two more blows!"

Han Baoju pinched his nose and blew it twice.

In this way, Niu Dingtian injected the Nine Yang True Qi to warm his lungs while performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

But half an hour passed and Ke Zhen'e still did not move. Gradually, Han Baoju and the other two had extinguished their last hope.

Yan Fangyu stood aside and watched with some pity in his heart. He really couldn't imagine that this guy would torture him like this when he died one day.

"He jumped! He jumped!"

Zhu Cong's exclamation suddenly rang out from the dead silent side hall. After confirming again, he shouted in surprise, "It's really beating! It's really beating! Big brother's heart is beating!"

Really alive?
Yan Fangyu hurriedly touched Ke Zhen'e's wrist, then stared at the blind man on the bed with wide eyes, a look of disbelief.

Niu Dingtian breathed a sigh of relief.

If it wasn't for Han Xiaoying, he wouldn't have done such a stupid thing. Saving her would be good, but if he couldn't, it would be a lie for the two brothers to say they had no grudges.

After getting off the bed, Niu Dingtian took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out two small pills and handed them to Han Baoju, saying with a smile: "Dissolve it in warm water and pour it into your mouth. If you can't swallow it, blow it into your mouth."

"It's hard for Brother Han today."

After saying that, Niu Dingtian patted Han Baoju on the shoulder with a smile, exchanged a few words with Old Taishan, and walked out of the side hall.

When they reached the eaves of the corridor, Niu Ben hurried over and clasped his fists and said, "Master, Qiu Chuji is dead."

Niu Dingtian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you asked Master Yideng to take a look?"

Niu Ben said: "Look, Master Yideng couldn't do anything either. He finally took out a pill and tried, but Island Master Huang blocked it and gave him two Nine Flower Jade Dew Pills, but he didn't survive."

After hearing this, Niu Dingtian said nothing more.

This is consistent with Yideng's true character. Among the Five Great Masters, Yideng has the best relationship with Wang Chongyang. The two even exchanged Yi Yang Finger and Xiantian Gong.

Today, when the Quanzhen disciple came to him and asked for help, he probably would not refuse, but he did not expect that he would be willing to give up that thing.

"Let the deputy leader preside over the future. I won't show up." Niu Dingtian glanced at the sun outside and said thoughtfully.

"Also, keep an eye out for signs of human presence on the mountain. If a strange Taoist figure appears, send out a warning signal immediately."

"Yes!"

Niu Ben clasped his fists and turned away.

After he left, Niu Dingtian came to the eaves on the top floor of the hall and looked down at the situation below from above.

Not long after, light footsteps were heard behind me, and then a pair of soft things pressed tightly against my back.

Niu Dingtian closed his eyes and enjoyed the warmth for a moment, then he said jokingly, "Sister Han has become a lot fatter."

Just as he finished speaking, a bare hand grabbed a part of his body and started pinching it.

But it was just a symbolic punishment. Han Xiaoying touched that place again and gently caressed it. After hugging him tightly, she put her jade face on his back and said lightly, "Thank you."

Niu Dingtian raised his eyebrows and said, "Just these three words are not enough, call me husband."

"Husband~" Han Xiaoying called out obediently without hesitation.

Compared to the word "official", "husband" has higher expectations and is more intimate. Now it has become an intimate name for most women to address their husbands in the boudoir.

After she finished shouting, Han Xiaoying paused and then said softly, "Big brother has a bad temper and is very unforgiving. I know he has offended my husband before. Thank you for your generosity and for not holding it against him."

A lot of bullshit. Your husband used to have a very bad temper.

Of course, Niu Dingtian couldn't say this in front of the beauty. He had already become a little dizzy from Han Xiaoying calling him "husband" over and over again.

After turning around, Niu Dingtian hugged the beauty tightly in his arms, and his right hand climbed up to her soft spot without hesitation. While playing with the two lambs, he said affectionately: "My dear lady, it's too formal for you to say this."

"In the past, he was young and hot-tempered and liked to go against others. From now on, I will be more accommodating and call him Brother Ke. However, I am broad-minded, but I have to accommodate your husband."

Han Xiaoying's face gradually turned red due to the teasing of that hand, and her beautiful eyes were full of charm. She endured the trembling and numbness, opened her hand, and whispered: "You are the leader of a sect. From now on, you should focus on your career and not indulge in women's bed."

Niu Dingtian reached out his hand and climbed up again, saying cunningly, "My lady, please don't slander your husband. I haven't touched you for more than half a year. How can I be addicted to you?"

Han Xiaoying rolled her eyes and could only let the claws play with her, saying angrily: "Don't underestimate women's eyes. You know what you have done today. Your sister-in-law Jin'er asked me to control you well."

There was no one else on the third floor of the hall. Niu Dingtian was no longer satisfied with the layer of cloth between them, and his hands became more and more unbridled.

As soon as Han Xiaoying finished speaking, his right hand had already slipped into her clothes and touched the soft and smooth part. As the beautiful woman's body trembled slightly, he whispered:
"How dare you spy on my whereabouts? Tell me, who leaked it?" (End of this chapter)