Song Hongdong's pupils suddenly shook, and he suddenly thought of the last dinner. Master Wei was clearly set up by Su Jiankai, but he was defeated by the people in front of him.

And now, after he rescued Mingze, how could he take action again!

Enemies should be resolved rather than formed, and the seven words echo in the ears as if they are demonic.

"If Mr. Song has not considered it clearly yet, he can also consider it first. However, it is hard to say whether Young Master Song can survive tonight." A faint voice sounded again like a death urging him.

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

Song Hongdong's heart was even more shocked and he instantly collapsed. Where could he choose?

If he had a choice, he would have cured his son's illness long before he invited someone. Now, this is the only hope...

"...Okay," Song Hongdong swallowed with a nervous expression, "But the shares of Su Group are only 5%. Do you think this?"

"Oh?" Su Jiuyu's lips gently touched the corners, with a deep meaning, "Then it's 5%, and the remaining one percent is to sell Mr. Song for a face."

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

Song Hongdong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and came to his senses before he realized that a cold sweat had already emerged from behind.

He rubbed his hands and was worried, "Young Master Ninth, please take a look first. I'll arrange someone to prepare now?"

Su Jiuyu nodded, not afraid of him betraying the debt. She glanced at Song Mingze's hand and signaled Fang Yalan to move aside. She picked up the fruit knife on the side and scratched it straight from his palm before everyone could react!

Tick ​​to...

"Ah!" Fang Yalan screamed suddenly, even Song Hongdong was shocked.

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

Su Jiuyu glanced at her and turned her head when she saw her covering her mouth.

The narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a magnificent color. She formed a seal in her palm, pointing one hand to Song Mingze's Baihui point, and the other hand to guide the vital energy, pointing directly to the blood gathered on the ground, and murmurs came out of her mouth.

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

Suddenly, there was a strong wind outside the house, and the air pressure spread rapidly around the bed, and the windows were shattered.

"This, this..." Song Hongdong, Fang Yalan couldn't help but take two steps back, swallowed twice, and was shocked.

The next second, I saw the black and red blood scattered on the ground. As Su Jiuyu's fingertips were traction, it began to swim. The word "soul" was appearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Use blood as the guide, people as the bridge, blood as the ink, and qi as the pen, the soul gathering array, and start!" The murmuring suddenly exploded, and Su Jiuyu opened his eyes suddenly, and a dazzling light flashed by.

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

Well!

A depressing muffled groan sounded in everyone's ears. Song Hongdong and Fang Yalan, who were already tense, looked at the bed without thinking.

But Song Mingze suddenly arched his body and leaned back his neck, struggling briefly like a dying person.

But in Su Jiuyu's eyes, he could clearly see that the two virtual bodies appeared in the medium of the spirit gathering array, both of which were Song Mingze's appearance, and one soul and one spirit were slowly merging.
Chapter completed!