Chapter 784 (1/2)
”Withered frost heart!” Kong Ci's eyes were so excited that his body trembled slightly.
After taking a deep breath and suppressing the violent beating of his heart, Kong CI asked again in a dry voice, ”withered frost heart is the only medicine for my brother. Could you please give it to me? I'm sure Kong CI will have a good reward.”
After that, Confucius held his breath and waited for the other party's response.
At this moment, almost everyone was too nervous to breathe.
The air all around seemed to stop flowing at this time.
A few winks of time, in the eyes of the public, as if after decades of general long.
A moment later, the other monk in the black cloak raised his hand and slowly pressed down his companion's withered frost heart arm.
”Don't want to --” seeing this scene, Kong Ci's eyes darkened and his mouth became bitter.
He had expected the result.
But withered frost heart in front of him, how can he give up.
The gloomy mood lasted only for a moment, and Kong CI raised his head again, and his eyes twinkled: ”if you need anything, please tell me directly. Today's withered frost heart is related to my brother's life, so as long as you are willing to give it to me, I will pay any price.”
”Big brother!” Kong Yu breathed out.
Because Confucius' CI is a condition, saying it by himself and putting it forward to the other party are two completely different concepts.
If the other party asked you to give your life in exchange, would you really give your life?
Kong CI looked at Kong Yu, shook his head and said firmly, ”I've decided this matter. You don't have to say it.”
As his voice dropped, he looked at the two monks in black cloaks again: ”what do you think of Taoist friends? Please think about it. ”
”The decision of withered frost heart is not in my hands.” At this time, the monk who just pressed his companion's arm down made a sound.
This voice sounds very young, as if it is the same age as others.
But no one noticed that at the moment of hearing the monk's voice, Chu yanru was struck by lightning, his body was frozen in place, and his face was frozen.
His eyes twinkled with a mixture of suspicion, confusion, tension, incomprehension, anger, grievance, hatred and recollection.
”It's not in the hands of Daoyou. Whose hands is that?” Kong CI asked quickly.
What he is most afraid of is not that the other party does not agree with his conditions, but that the other party does not speak.
Now, as long as the other side speaks, there will be room for discussion.
So he asked in a hurry.
”The right to decide, of course, lies in --” the friar raised his hand and pointed to the crowd in a distant way. In his tone, with a sharp and gloomy tone that people could not understand, ”Chu Yan is in his hand.”
”Chu Yan?”
”Chu Yan!”
”How did he know Chu Yan?”
”Do you know Chu Yan?”
”Chu Yan, who is he?”
At the moment when the other party called out his name, everyone showed a look of surprise and uncertainty, and looked at Chu Yan.
And Chu Yan this moment, only feel a numb feeling, like lightning general, along his spine has been up, has climbed to the back of the head.
At this moment, the blood of his whole body gushed to his brain, his back and scalp were all numb, and he seemed to stay in the same place.
It's him!
It's him!
In Chu Yan's heart, he cried out.
Although Wusi Lanma had been reminded before, Chu Yan was ready to meet.
But Chu Yan never thought that in such a short time when he came to Wanyao cemetery, he met that man!
”Who are you?” Lin miaoran finds out something wrong with Chu Yan and immediately turns to the black cloaked friar.