Chapter 1145: A Dead Horse as a Living One
The dagger had penetrated very deeply, and blood was gushing out continuously.
Kong Chan's body shook twice and he almost fell down.
But in the end he gritted his teeth and steadied himself.
He knew he was dying.
The miasma and the severe injuries were too much for him to withstand even with his great martial arts skills, not to mention that he already had internal injuries, which added insult to injury, and the miasma penetrated deep into his internal organs.
Unless he gets away from here now and gets the best treatment, he won't be able to survive.
Thinking that he was about to die in this damn place, Kong Chan felt a strong sense of unwillingness and resentment.
He turned around and looked at Xiao Xixi who was lying on the ground.
Her abdomen was pierced by the sword and she was already dying.
Chu Jian held her wound tightly, trying to stop the bleeding.
Unfortunately it's useless.
Blood continued to flow out like a spring, and soon gathered into a pool of blood under her body.
Kong Chan didn't look at Xiao Xixi. His eyes were fixed on Chu Jian and he spoke hoarsely.
"Do you know who I am?"
Chu Jian's entire attention was focused on his senior sister at this moment, and he ignored Kong Chan's questions.
He became extremely anxious when he saw that his senior sister was bleeding more and more.
But he didn't know any medical skills, so he could only take off his coat and press on his senior sister's wound.
He saw his senior sister's eyes closing little by little and shouted hurriedly.
"Sister, don't fall asleep. Hold on a little longer. The brothers will be here soon!"
He was very afraid that his senior sister would fall asleep and never wake up.
Kong Chan's vision gradually became blurred.
In order to maintain his balance, he thrust the sword in his hand into the ground.
He held the hilt of the sword with one hand to steady his body, and lowered his head to cough quietly.
The miasma had invaded his internal organs and he could no longer hold on.
When Chu Jian heard the cough, he looked up at Kong Chan and found that Kong Chan was already at the end of his strength.
Thinking of the scene where he stabbed the sword into his senior sister's body just now, Chu Jian felt a surge of anger in his chest.
Now is the best time to kill Kong Chan!
Chu Jian endured the severe pain from his broken leg, gritted his teeth, climbed up, and stabbed the sword in his hand towards Kong Chan!
Just then, he heard Kong Chan say in a hoarse voice.
"I am your father."
Chu Jian paused.
He twitched the corners of his mouth as if he had heard some incredible joke.
“Are you kidding me?”
Kong Chan knew he wouldn't believe it, so he continued talking on his own.
"I can tell you my birth date and time, and you can calculate it yourself to see if you and I are biological father and son."
Then he really told his birth date.
Before Chu Jian's brain could react, he had already combined Kong Chan's birth date and his own birth date and calculated in his mind. The result was just as Kong Chan said, they were biological father and son.
Chu Jian was confused for a moment.
He had never seen his biological father since he was a child. His mother never mentioned his father, and his master didn't mention him either.
When he was a child, he asked about his father.
But every time he mentioned his father, his mother would cry.
After so many times, he didn't dare to mention it again.
Later he gradually forgot about his father.
Anyway, he has a master, who is half his father. He also has three senior brothers and one senior sister. Everyone takes good care of him, so he has no lack of family love.
Kong Chan: "I know Xuanjizi never mentioned me to you. He didn't dare to mention me because he felt guilty.
If it weren't for his sudden appearance that year, I wouldn't have misunderstood your mother.
If he hadn't interfered, our family of three would definitely be living happily together now."
It seemed as if he was speaking to Chu Jian, but also as if he was speaking to himself.
He was unwilling to face the mistake of strangling his beloved to death with his own hands, so he had to find an excuse to exonerate himself.
Chu Jian came back to his senses: "If my master didn't mention you because he felt guilty, then why didn't my mother mention you either?"
Kong Chan's expression froze.
Chu Jian continued to question: "My mother never mentioned you until she died of illness. If she still had the slightest lingering feelings for you, she wouldn't have done this. Why do you think this is?"
Kong Chan took two quick breaths and inhaled a large amount of miasma at once.
He suddenly coughed even more violently and even coughed up blood.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"I am your father after all."
Chu Jian: "I don't have a father, I only have a master. In my heart, the master is my father."
After saying that, he stabbed the sword in his hand fiercely towards Kong Chan's heart!
Kong Chan dodged sideways.
But because he moved too slowly, he barely avoided the fatal blow, and the sword blade left a deep gash on his heart.
A lot of blood flowed out.
Chu Jian wanted to stab again, but Kong Chan did not give him the chance. He gathered his internal strength in his palm and slapped him hard.
The palm hit Chu Jian right on the face.
He was beaten to the ground, his mouth full of blood. When he opened his mouth, he spat out blood foam with a tooth mixed in it.
He laughed at himself. This was his biological father. Although he said he was his father, he was ruthless when it came to beating him.
Kong Chan was deeply stimulated by Chu Jian’s words just now.
There are two people he hates the most in his life, one is his master and the other is Xuanjizi.
But Chu Jian would rather acknowledge Xuanjizi as his father than accept him as his biological father.
This undoubtedly hit the minefield in Kong Chan's heart.
Kong Chan knew that he could not get out of this ghost forest. Since they were going to die anyway, he might as well let Chu Jian die with him. This way, when they reached the underground and saw Xiao Chu, they could continue to be a family of three.
He swung his sword and slashed at Chu Jian!
However, before the sword could fall, he was pierced through the heart by an arrow from behind!
He slowly opened his eyes, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his gray and blue face.
Large stains of blood spread across his collar.
He shook twice, as if unwilling to give in and trying to make a final struggle.
But no.
He finally fell headfirst.
Pei Qianhuo, who was not far away, put down his longbow and ran towards this side with Wen Jiucheng.
When Chu Jian saw them, he shouted excitedly, as if a dying man had grabbed a life-saving straw.
"Second Brother, Third Brother!"
When the two senior brothers ran closer and saw Xiao Xixi's miserable condition, they were both shocked.
This injury is too severe!
Wen Jiucheng immediately took out a small and exquisite porcelain bottle.
This is a relic left by the master. The eldest brother said that the master left it specifically for his younger sister.
They also didn't know what the contents of this small porcelain bottle could be used for.
But things have come to this point, Xiao Xixi only has one breath left, and they have no other choice but to give it a try.
Pei Qianhuo lifted Xixi's head.
Wen Jiucheng opened the small porcelain bottle and poured the medicine into Xixi's mouth.
In order to prevent her from having difficulty swallowing, Wen Jiucheng poured the liquid slowly.
It took a long time to pour in the entire bottle of medicine.
(End of this chapter)
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