Female President's Personal Doctor

Chapter 1052

Dao Sheng looked at this scene with a complicated look. He thought to himself that he couldn't get through the protection of Tianluo array just now, but the sword God did it. Although he can be sure that the sword God must have paid a great price, he succeeded.

"The God of sword, the God of sword, is really the God of sword. I'm ashamed of myself and worthy of admiration." Dao Sheng murmured to himself with infinite emotion.

Poof, poof!

Ning fan spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, slowly leaning on the unknown sword, stood up and shook his body for a while, but he didn't fall down after all.

He looked into the valley. He didn't know if his last blow would kill him, but he could be sure that he had penetrated his opponent's body. No accident would happen and his internal organs would be broken. Ning Tianyu would die.

It's a blow from the sword God's life.

Of course, Ning fan himself also suffered a heavy blow, there is no ten days and a half months is no way to recover, and at this time any congenital master is enough to take his life.

Ning fan hobbled to the sword God, his face even paler. He could judge that the situation was very bad from the slight breath of the sword God.

"Ning fan, look at my father. Why doesn't he wake up? Please help him." Ling Yue loses her voice and suffers. She has already accepted the father's love of the sword God, and her relationship with the father and daughter of the sword God is also deepening.

Looking at her father, her world seems to be collapsing. She has never felt this way before.

Ning fan squatted down and held the pulse of the sword God. A wisp of vitality crossed over. He kept coughing. Ling Yue quickly held him and asked, "how are you? Don't you scare me?" There were more tears on my face.

"I'm fine for the time being." Ning fan waved his hand, but he looked coldly at the sword God. He found that the vitality of the sword God was almost cut off, leaving only one last breath to hang.

"Lingyue..." suddenly, the sword God slowly opened his eyes and called softly.

"Father, you wake up at last!" Ling Yue looks at the sword God nervously.

"Master!" Sword seven also lost voice to shout a way.

"Help me to stand up!"

Ling Yue quickly stood up with the sword God. He stood up. The mountain wind swept by and blew up his white clothes. It was only a few places of blood, especially dazzling.

Sword God looked around faintly, sighed, looked at Jian Qi kneeling in front of him and said, "Jian Qi, your six elder martial brothers are gone."

"Yes, the disciples are useless. They don't protect the master and elder martial brother well." Jian Qi is prostrate on the ground, grieving.

"Master, I must avenge my master and elder martial brother."

The God of sword was noncommittal. He just looked at Jianqi and said, "Jianqi, listen to the order."

"Yes, master, the disciples are here!"

"As a teacher, I pass on the position of the leader of Jianzong to you today. You should strive to carry forward Jianzong and uphold justice in the world." The sword God's voice was loud, as if he had regained his spirit.

"Shifu... Can't..." Jian Qi suddenly raised his head and looked at the sword God strangely, "Shifu lives a long time. Jianzong can't leave you."

"It's time to be a teacher." The sword God sighed, "sword seven, you will be the master of sword sect from now on. As a teacher, you have nothing left. You have to create it yourself."

"No, master..." two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of the sword's seven eyes.

"Don't you listen to the orders of being a teacher?"

Jianqi clenched his teeth, shrugged his shoulders, filled his eyes with tears, and choked down the voice. Then he put his hands down on the ground and said in a tearful voice: "disciple... Yes, I will let Jianzong carry forward... Live up to master's painstaking efforts“

Sword God nodded happily, and then looked at Lingyue with tears in her face. For Lingyue, he felt guilty because he didn't do much of his father's responsibility.

"Ling Yue, my father is going to leave you. I'm sorry for your father. I haven't done my father's duty since I was a child. I didn't accompany you when you need me most. Now I'm going to accompany your mother. We will watch you underground and bless you."

"Father, don't talk about it. You'll be fine. You're a sword God. You're a warrior. You'll be fine. Ning fan, do you think I'm right? My father will be fine, won't he? "

Ning fan sighed, speechless.

"Ning fan, I give my daughter to you. I believe you will treat her well."

"Master Jianshen, please don't worry. I will treat Lingyue well and don't let anyone hurt her."

"I'm relieved to have you. In addition, Jianzong has only Jianqi left. If possible, you can help him in the future. "

"I understand. I will do it." Ning fan took a look at Jian seven kneeling on the ground, and said it with a serious righteousness.

Sword God raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and gently wiped away the tears from Ling Yue's eyes. Then he looked at Luofu Mountain, which is quiet and deep in the night.

Finally, his expression solidified, the night wind blowing, wailing sound shocked the world.

Ning fan hugs Ling Yue and allows her tears to wet her dress. Her sobbing and stirring shoulders and heartrending wailing make Ning fan's heart drop to the freezing point.

Jian Qi knelt on the ground and kowtowed like garlic. Tears fell on the ground, splashing dust. A choking voice came out of his throat: "Shifu... Shifu..."

Look at the proud stand, even if left the world. The morning glow from the horizon shines on the sword God and makes a little light.

He is just like a sharp sword standing between heaven and earth.

Ning fan is full of feelings.

Dao Sheng's eyes showed a gloomy color and murmured: "the congenital master just left." Then looking at the valley, he could feel the fatal damage Ning Tianyu had just received from Ning fan. He fell into the valley and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Ling Yue raised her head and looked at Ning fan with ruddy eyes. She bit her teeth and said bitterly, "I must take revenge for my father. Ning Tianyu must die. I won't give up if I don't see his body."

They looked at the valley under their feet. The morning glow seemed to wake up the valley. The dense fog began to dissipate, and the crystal dew reflected the light of the sun.

"I'll go down and look for him." Ning Fan said, and then looked at Dao Sheng, "you protect them."

Dao Sheng nodded. For the first time, he didn't say much.

Whoosh!

A strong wind swept across the steep cliff of the valley. Ning fan took a deep breath, walked quickly among the crisscross rock walls and headed for the valley.

His action is much slower than before, this time he suffered a lot.

"Ning Tianyu, if you don't die, we will fight to the end." He has given up all his worries. This battle must end here, otherwise the future disaster will be more serious.

The fog at the bottom of the valley was heavy and slightly damp. As soon as he stepped on the ground, suddenly, a burst of air came from behind.