Chapter 272 Heroes cherish each other
"Brother Su!"

Liu Xunyi panicked and rushed to Su He's side. However, Su He's burly body was as solid as a rock, lying motionless in the blood, and he did not move or react at all despite the increasing noise around him.

As he didn't know the severity of Su He's injury, Liu Xunyi didn't dare to help him rashly. His trembling hands stopped in mid-air, and he was in a dilemma for a while, feeling very sad.

"Su He!"

Sui Zuo stared with a sharp gaze at Su He, who was lying in the rain, his life or death unknown. Due to the violent fluctuations in his heart, his facial features were distorted.

"Ugh!"

Luo Tianjin sighed and said with regret: "What a pity for such a good man!"

"Brother Su!"

In a panic, Liu Xunyi noticed that Su He's mouth and nose were both submerged in blood. He was shocked and quickly reached out to move his neck.

“Woo woo woo…”

"what!"

Without waiting for Liu Xunyi to help, the motionless Su He suddenly let out a long howl. Then, as if choked, he struggled out of the bloody water with his mouth and nose spurting pus and blood. At the same time, he used his arms to push up his upper body, which was almost inhuman.

"hiss!"

This scene scared Liu Xunyi and also caused everyone to exclaim in disbelief.

The originally noisy scene suddenly became dead silent.

Thousands of stunned and surprised eyes were focused on Su He who had escaped death.

At this moment, the way others looked at him was as if he were a monster.

"Huh...huh..."

After waking up, Su He was in tattered clothes, with disheveled hair, half-kneeling in the blood, supporting himself on the ground with his hands with difficulty, his head lowered tightly, and breathing heavily with his mouth and nose filled with blood foam. The sound was like the growl of a wild beast, or the whimper of a baby.

At this moment, not only was Su He's mouth and nose bleeding, but blood was also pouring out of his chest like rain. The blood was dripping down, and together with the drizzle, it formed bright red bubbles one after another in the blood.

"Woo!"

Luo Ningyu, Pan Yuyin and other girls could no longer bear this scene. Was it out of fear? Or out of sympathy? They turned their heads away without any prior agreement, no longer daring to look directly at him. At the same time, they covered their mouths and noses and sobbed softly.

All the Shaolin monks closed their eyes and chanted scriptures. Little monk Wuchan, who was full of compassion, could not help but have tears in his eyes and felt compassion in his heart.

"Brother Su..."

Liu Xunyi stood beside Su He with grief in his eyes. Seeing his miserable appearance like a blood gourd, he felt heartbroken and burst into tears.

As if awakened by Liu Xunyi's voice, Su He, who was half asleep, trembled violently, and suddenly turned upside down, letting the cold rain "crackling" on his face. This cool feeling gradually made his blurred consciousness clearer.

"call!"

Under the solemn and complicated gazes of the crowd, Su He let out a long breath, then shook his body tremblingly and struggled to get up.

When Liu Xunyi wanted to step forward to help, Su He waved his arms weakly and pushed Liu Xunyi away with a firm attitude.

"And... poof!"

Before he could finish his words, blood spurted out, misting into a bright red flower that bloomed in the drizzle.

"Su He, you've already been hit by three palm strikes." Teng Sanshi's eyes were solemn, and he shouted in a deep voice, "If you get hit by one more palm strike, you will definitely die. It's better to stop here."

Hearing this, Su He smiled bitterly and shook his head. His movements were so slight that outsiders could not tell what he meant.

In this way, it took Su He nearly an incense stick of time before he could barely get up.

His body was like a broken willow, twisted and weak. But even so, Su He still staggered back to the center of the martial arts field.

"Finally... poof!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out. Su He endured the weakness of dying and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. He looked at Teng Sanshi with a wandering gaze. After a long pause, he spoke intermittently, word by word: "And... one last... palm..."

"Why are you doing this?" Teng Sanshi shook his head and sighed, seeming quite helpless.

"Senior... no need to say more..." Su He smiled faintly and said weakly, "Please make your move... I can hold on, cough cough..."

After a few words, there was another round of heavy gasping and violent coughing with blood spurting out.

"Since you insist so much..."

"Chief Teng!"

Without waiting for Teng Sanshi to respond, Liu Xunyi quickly walked over and said, "I am willing to take this last blow for Brother Su!"

"Xun Yi, what are you doing?" Lin Fangda exclaimed, "Are you going to save these bastards?"

"No!" Liu Xunyi shook his head and said, "For people like Long Yu, I wish I could tear them into pieces and turn their bones into ashes! But they are guilty, and we can't let others take the blame for them. I'm not trying to save them, but to save Su He!"

"Liu Xunyi, are you crazy?" Murong Bai asked coldly, "Don't forget that you just experienced a life-and-death calamity?"

"It is precisely because my life was saved that I have to do something more valuable." Liu Xunyi said with a wry smile, "Seventh Master, you may not know that when we were in Tianshan, Brother Su saved my life. How could I not repay him? Today, I took this blow on behalf of Brother Su. Whether I live or die, it is just my way of repaying his kindness."

Qing Feng frowned and advised: "Liu Xunyi, you helped the Mongols to take this blow today, how are you going to gain a foothold among the Han people in the future?"

"I……"

"Xunyi, this matter has nothing to do with you, come back!" Luo Tianjin's face darkened and he ordered, "If you still have eyes for me, the Palace Master, then stop messing around!"

"Master, have you forgotten how Master Chen and Huichun died?" Tang Cong tried to persuade him earnestly. "They died so tragically and unclearly. Compared with their experiences, what are these four palm strikes today?"

"But I..."

"Brother Liu!" Without waiting for Liu Xunyi to insist, Su He suddenly spoke, "I'll remember your life-saving grace today... They are right... You and I have different positions, and we should each serve our own masters. You can't take the punishment for me, and you are not qualified to take the punishment for me... I have to take this last blow by myself, no one else can... replace me..."

"Brother Su, I..." "Good brother..." Su He's eyes were blurred. He bit his tongue hard and tried his best to control his "drowsy" feeling. He said intermittently, "If... Su survives the disaster... I will drink three thousand cups with you another day..."

Su He's tone was sincere and relaxed, as if his life was not as important as drinking three thousand cups with Liu Xunyi.

"Brother Su!" Liu Xunyi could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes. She stepped forward, held Su He's arm with her hand, and shook her head, saying, "I want to drink 30,000 cups with you, so nothing can happen to you today..."

"Good! Drink 30,000 cups, haha..."

Su He laughed loudly towards the sky, hearty, rough and heroic, just like Liu Xunyi's impression of "Brother Su".

Unfortunately, as soon as the laughter started, it was once again drowned out by the sudden gushing of blood foam from his mouth.

Su He grabbed Liu Xunyi's arm tightly with his backhand and smiled weakly, "No problem! Even if I die today, Brother Liu can take the good wine to Su's grave. You and I can drink across the grave and make him turn the world upside down, haha... cough cough..."

"Brother Su..."

"go with!"

Before Liu Xunyi could say anything, Su He suddenly pushed her hard, pushing the unwilling Liu Xunyi several meters away.

At the same time, Lin Fangda and Tang Cong quickly rushed forward and dragged Liu Xunyi, who was full of grief and anger, to the side.

Su He looked at him with a smile, then turned his gaze to Teng Sanshi who had a serious expression, and said solemnly: "Senior, please strike..."

Tang Yuan glanced at the dying Su He, then turned to Teng Sanshi and said, "Chief Teng, I admit that Su He is a man and a hero. But if we leave him to the Mongolian court, he will sooner or later become a serious threat to us Han people. I just regretted that I couldn't kill him with one blow. Now... it's up to you!"

Tang Yuan's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Teng Sanshi's heart. His brows twitched slightly, and his expression became more and more tangled.

"Chief, avenge the dead members of the Teng clan!" Teng Qiner shouted loudly from the sidelines.

Hearing this, Teng Sanshi's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he instantly put away his hesitation. His eyes were like knives, shooting directly at Su He, and he asked word by word: "Su He, are you really not leaving?"

Su He shook his head weakly, as if he no longer had enough strength to answer.

"If that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After saying that, Teng Sanshi rushed to Su He in one step. His body was as fast as the wind and his force was as fierce as a tiger. He pounced on Su He, causing his turbid eyes to open immediately.

"Su He, look at your palm!"

"bring it on……"

"hiss!"

Seeing Teng Sanshi giving it his all and his palm force was so terrifying, everyone gasped.

On the other hand, Su He seemed to have already prepared for his death. His eyes were wide open, and he showed no fear, allowing the whistling palm wind to distort his facial features.

But what surprised Su He and everyone else was that Teng Sanshi's palm did not smash Su He to pieces as they had expected. Instead, when the fierce palm force was about to hit Su He's face, the terrifying force suddenly disappeared.

Everyone looked attentively, and saw Teng Sanshi's strong and powerful palm hovering about two inches in front of Su He.

Then, under the puzzled gazes of everyone, Teng Sanshi stretched out his hand slightly, and finally patted Su He's forehead lightly without causing any harm.

"This……"

Teng Sanshi's move not only surprised everyone, but also made Su He look stunned.

In a blink of an eye, Teng Sanshi had withdrawn his attack and said coldly, "We Han people are not like you. We know right from wrong, good from evil, and we always believe in 'every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor'. We will not kill innocent people like you, nor will we take advantage of others' misfortune and do whatever it takes. The Central Plains martial arts world puts morality first. Some people may never understand this principle in their lifetime."

After saying that, Teng Sanshi glanced at the tied-up Long Yu and his men, and said angrily: "Sooner or later, I will come after you to claim back the blood debt of the Teng clan disciples. No one can escape, and no one can replace you!"

At this moment, Liu Xunyi suddenly saw a shadow of Pan Chuba from Teng Sanshi. While feeling touched, he couldn't help but sigh secretly: "If Master Pan Ba ​​hadn't retired from the martial arts world, he would probably be like this today, right?"

"Master of the Palace!"

Suddenly, Liu Xunyi had an idea and quickly knelt down in front of Luo Tianjin, begging, "Please have mercy, Lord. I want to ask Granny Taohua to save Brother Su's life."

Luo Tianjin frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

Liu Xunyi led Granny Taohua and Pan Yuyin to treat Su He, but Shen Dongshan looked at Sui Zuo with a smug look and asked loudly: "General Sui, things have come to this point, I don't know..."

"This general is a man of his word. Since I promised Su He, I will keep my word." Sui Zuo waved his hand impatiently, "Now that the four palms have been taken, you release the people and I will withdraw my troops. Borrowing Luo Tianjin's words just now, this general's tolerance is limited to today. We will wait and see what happens in the future!"

"The general is wise!"

Facing Shen Dongshan's flattery, Sui Zuo just snorted coldly, and turned to call on the soldiers to rescue Long Yu and others.

"Wait a moment!" Tang Yuan stared at Long Yu and the others with unfriendly eyes, and suddenly said, "Before you leave, you have to answer a question for me first."

"What's the matter?"

"The Heavenly Maiden's Weaving Clothes is the exclusive hidden weapon of our Tang Sect in Shu, a secret that is never passed on." Tang Yuan asked quietly, "Where are you from?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples of Emei Sect cast angry and suspicious looks at Long Yu and his companions.

"Humph!" Long Yu pointed at Tang Yuan with a half-smile, and replied inexplicably, "Even if it is a unique hidden weapon, how can an outsider have it? You have to go back and ask the Tang family about this matter. Haha..."

Long Yu's sarcastic answer made Tang Yuan's heart twitch suddenly, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart. However, due to the current situation, he could not ask more questions, after all, family disgrace should not be made public.

After much hesitation, Tang Yuan finally chose to endure the humiliation and remain silent.

Half an hour later, Granny Taohua saved Su He's life as she wished. Huo Biao and Qiu Zheng carried the unconscious Su He together, followed Sui Zuo and Long Yu, and left the Qin Mansion in a dignified manner.

An unexpected life-and-death crisis, with Su He's desperate efforts, finally came to a safe end despite all the dangers.

At this point, while the martial arts heroes secretly breathed a sigh of relief, an unprecedented sense of worry also rose in their hearts.

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(End of this chapter)