You rascal, stop right there!

The person in front of me couldn't be more familiar.

The person who was killed by them during the previous sacrifice was National Master Gu Yang.

"You are indeed my good adopted sons... You are so ungrateful. You don't appreciate me raising you. You even colluded with me to kill my father and destroy my country. You harmed Xuanli and my legs..."

He seemed to be trembling a little, sitting in a wheelchair, and behind him was this man's adopted son named Jieran.

Guo Yuanmin was about to draw his sword, but found his legs weak and he knelt down unnaturally.

"You put drugs in the food?"

No wonder he was willing to talk so much on the phone.

He quickly stabbed his leg to stay awake, and struggled back to the cabin to inform the other two who were unaware.

Unexpectedly, the people in the cabin had already rushed out.

There were sounds of swords, spears, swords and halberds from several people fighting.

Luo Wenqi ate too much and the medicine took effect very quickly. Thanks to his kind-hearted lover, he vomited most of what he had eaten.

Chen Xingyi acted decisively and quickly, and when he realized something was wrong, he beat the man awake.

"Bah! Bah!"

Luo Wenqi held his stomach and swung the tables and chairs, knocking down several people around him with his great strength.

Chen Xingyi should have guessed long ago that since the body of National Master Gu Yang had not been found, if he was still alive he would definitely seek revenge on them.

However, I never expected that this person's adopted son was still alive.

It was originally patricide, and then there was the indirect destruction of Xuan Li. It was simply hatred upon hatred, hatred upon hatred.

Chen Xingyi tried to resist the encirclement with his sword, but his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

It would be okay if it was just one person, but with more than a dozen people plus the three of them who were poisoned by the muscle softening powder, they were really outnumbered.

Gu Yang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, watched the three people being escorted together and immediately withdrew his gesture.

"I have always been a man who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. The vengeance of a broken leg and the sorrow of a destroyed nation, there is always cause and effect."

His tone was stern: "Smash——"

His adopted son Jieran immediately took out a long stick from the side and was about to hit the man's legs with it.

The adopted sons around him were now useless and unable to stand up, so he naturally snatched the stick from his adopted son Jie Ran's hand and hit him.

Guo Yuanmin screamed in pain, and blood immediately seeped out of his calf, and blood flowed quietly.

Guo Yuanmin said angrily, "Jie Ran, he is not worthy of being our adoptive father. Do you still want to help the tyrant?"

Jieran's face and voice were cold and indifferent: "My adoptive father is from Xuanli, but he raised me! My parents are from Daying, but they abandoned me and my brother. What is Zhou?"

The conversation obviously ended on a bad note, and he smashed it down as soon as he finished speaking.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Three bottles came crashing down and shattered on the deck.

In an instant, white smoke suddenly spread out and the people around immediately fainted.

A dagger quickly slashed across, preventing the casualties.

Bai Wan's martial arts skills are mediocre, but he can make a lot of poison powders and medicinal powders.

When he saw this scene when he got to the side of the boat, he naturally threw over everything useful on him.

From medicine bottles to pens, including daggers for self-defense.

"Han Miaoran?!"

Gu Yang whispered the name through gritted teeth.

Seeing the person clearly, Bai Wan was instantly surprised that this person was so resistant to death.

"Ah, you're still alive?"

What kind of words are these?

Gu Yang sat in the wheelchair and looked at him, as if he was looking at some rare and strange inanimate object, and suddenly gave a mysterious smile.

"Now that you're here, I've changed my mind. I want not only their legs, but yours as well. I also want you to pay for Xuanli's destruction of his country with your lives!"

Bai Wan closed his eyes and sneered: "Regarding the order of priority, we should all perish together."

If he wants to pay for Xuanli's destruction of his country, then Eunuch Gu must first pay for Daying's destruction of his country!

Everyone does their own thing and takes the blame for each other.

Gu Yang was stunned for a moment, then said, "If I hadn't been reluctant to part with your talent back then, I wouldn't have kept you until now."

Bai Wan said, "Thank you for the compliment. I, Han, would be very sorry to refuse it."

He deliberately delayed time, hoping that the man would let down his guard, but he didn't expect that the man seemed to have seen through his thoughts long ago.

In the corner, Ling Shumo, holding a sword, began to disperse the people who were surrounding him, trying his best to bring them to the boat. He had just put Guo Yuanmin aside when he was immediately blocked by Jie Ran.

Gu Yang glanced at them and gritted his teeth: "As long as you are here, Ling Shumo will definitely stay near you, right?!"

Bai Wan smiled awkwardly: "Indeed..."

Although Jie Ran was also poisoned by the powder, his martial arts skills were much more profound, so he would not collapse for a while.

Ling Shumo's swordsmanship was not bad, and after a few exchanges he was able to fight the personal guard on equal terms.

Chen Xingyi also stabbed his arm with the sword to stay awake, and tried his best to get behind him, even though he was no match for him.

He glanced at them and said, "Boss, we've been drugged and can't use our martial arts. This guy is half-crippled now, so we just need to kill him."

Although the person who was knocked unconscious earlier is not very strong in combat, he was once Gu Yang's secret guard and should not be underestimated.

It's a mess here--

Under the influence of Chinese medicine, Jie Ran was indeed no match for Ling Shumo and Chen Xingyi, but he still protected Gu Yang.

This adopted son is obviously much more powerful and can be as powerful as ten men.

The current stalemate.

Suddenly, an iron anchor jumped out from behind Gu Yang's wheelchair.

That thing is extremely heavy and not something that ordinary people can lift. If it touches your body, you will either die or be injured.

"Snapped--"

I heard the sound of something heavy hitting me.

"I won't let you touch a hair of my godfather!"

Even when the other people who were besieging him fainted, he was chopped by Chen Xingyi and pushed by Ling Shumo's sword.

This person was still willing to use his whole body to protect Gu Yang from injuries. Even when he was beaten and vomiting blood, he still held on to the other person's fallen wheelchair.

Jieran's stubbornness is almost identical to that of his brother Jieli...

For my adoptive father, I would rather die than refuse!