Chapter 124 Blood as Ink
Song Hongdong's pupils trembled suddenly, and he suddenly thought of the last meal, when Master Wei was clearly set up by Su Jiankai, but the person in front of him turned his back.

And now, after he rescued Mingze, how could he attack again!

Enemies should be resolved rather than tied, the seven words echoed in my ears as if they were magical.

"If Mr. Song hasn't thought about it clearly, you can think about it first. However, it's hard to say whether Young Master Song can survive tonight." The faint voice sounded again like a reminder.

"Song! Hong! Dong!" A hysterical voice shouted from Fang Yalan who was almost collapsed.

Song Hongdong's heart skipped a beat, and he sat down instantly. How could he have a choice?
If he had a choice, he would have cured his son's illness long before he invited someone to come. Now, this is the only hope...

"...Okay" Song Hongdong swallowed, his face tensed, "But the shares of the Su Group are only 5%, what do you think?"

"Oh?" Su Jiuyu pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, with deep meaning, "Then 5%, and the remaining [-]% is just to sell Boss Song to save face."

The elegance at that moment, as if the person who took advantage of the fire just now was not her.

Song Hongdong breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that his back was already covered in cold sweat when he came back to his senses.

He rubbed his hands, worried and anxious, "Young Master Ninth, take a look first, and I'll arrange someone to prepare it right away?"

Su Jiuyu nodded, not afraid that he would renege on his debts. She glanced at Song Mingze's hand, motioned Fang Yalan to step aside, picked up the fruit knife that was on the side, and swiped it neatly from his palm before everyone could react. down!

tick...

"Ah!" Fang Yalan exclaimed suddenly, even Song Hongdong was startled.

Red and black blood rolled down from Song Mingze's palm, and gathered on the ground bit by bit.

Su Jiuyu glanced at her, saw her covering her mouth, and then turned her head.

The long and narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, revealing magnificent colors. She made a seal with her palm, pointing to Song Mingze's Baihui acupoint with one hand, and pointing at the blood pooled on the ground with the other hand, guided by vitality, and murmured softly from her mouth.

I can't hear it clearly, but I only feel a sense of solemnity.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind outside the house, and the air pressure centered on the bed spread rapidly to the surroundings, and the windows were scraped and rattled.

"This, this..." Song Hongdong and Fang Yalan couldn't help but took two steps back, swallowed twice, their eyes were full of shock.

The next second, I saw the black and red blood that was originally scattered on the ground, following the movement of Su Jiuyu's fingertips, as if being pulled, it started to swim, and a word 'soul' appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye .

"Use blood as a guide, use people as a bridge, use blood as ink, and use air as a pen, gather souls, start!" The murmur suddenly exploded, Su Jiuyu opened his eyes suddenly, and the bright light flashed past.

With a bang, the lights in the room suddenly exploded, and the word "hun" boiled instantly, with a black and red color, emitting a strange light.

Uh!
A muffled hum sounded in everyone's ears, and Song Hongdong and Fang Yalan, who were already tense, looked towards the bed without thinking.

But Song Mingze suddenly arched his body, tilted his neck back, and made a short struggle like a dying person.

In Su Jiuyu's eyes, however, he saw clearly that the two incorporeal bodies appeared through the medium of the spirit gathering array, both of which looked like Song Mingze, and their souls and souls were slowly merging.

(End of this chapter)

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