He Yisheng is aware of danger. He is about to retreat, but he is not as fast as Huo Qingtian.

Huo Qingtian quickly came forward, grabbed he Yisheng, pinched him by the neck, glared, "don't think you can deal with Laozi, Huo Xiao is dead. You can't steal Laozi's body in your life."

"Go to hell."

Knowing the relationship between he Yisheng and Huo Xiao, Huo Qingtian feels that he Yisheng is talking to him on purpose, and then tries to eradicate him.

Just as he wanted to eradicate Huo Xiao, Huo Xiao certainly wanted to eradicate him.

Therefore, Huo Qingtian wants to kill he Yisheng.

He Yisheng was pinched, his hands covering his neck, as if to break free from the shackles of Huo Qingtian, but the other party's strength is too big, he Yisheng has no power to resist.

The chest gradually lost breath, he Yisheng only felt sick to death.

The brain is dying of hypoxia.

He Yisheng felt around for the long needle he had already prepared.

This syringe is sedated.

He Yisheng made the most of his strength and put the syringe directly into Huo Xiao's arm.

The needle goes into the muscle, the syringe is pressed, and the sedative is injected into the blood.

Bang, Huo Qingtian directly throws he Yisheng on the wall.

He Yisheng heard the sound of broken ribs.

"You want to die!"

Huo Qingtian doesn't know where to take a scalpel and quickly steps to he Yisheng.

He Yisheng's bones were broken by the fall, which made him unable to move.

The scalpel was held high, shining cold in the light.

He Yisheng half narrowed his eyes. He wanted to retreat, but he had no strength.

He could only pray that the medicine would work soon.

Just as the scalpel was about to go down, Huo Qingtian stopped.

The sedatives are starting to work.

Huo Qingtian faintly realized that his body was not under his control, and it seemed that something was about to break through.

He is familiar with this feeling. It was the same feeling when he was robbed of his body.

"No, No."

"Don't rob me."

"The body belongs to Laozi."

As soon as the voice fell, Huo Qingtian began to lose consciousness.

Before he lost consciousness, he looked at he Yisheng angrily, his eyes full of poison hatred.

"The first thing I do is kill you, kill you."

Finally, the scarlet eyes slowly become dark.

When Huo Xiao opened his eyes again, it was all this confusion.

He Yisheng was lying on the ground, with the red mark of red fruit on his neck, which was pinched.

The red seal looks so familiar.

Huo Xiao can't help looking at his hands, "what did I do?"

This is a positive sentence.

There are only two of them in this room. Who else but him?

And it's not the first time I've nearly strangled someone.

Now, Huo Xiao can be sure finally, "there is another person in my body?"

"Yes, but the most important thing now is to take me to the hospital."

"Tranquilizers have stabilized him for the time being, but more medicine will have immunity, but at least for now, you are safe."

"Cough..."

Soon after his voice fell, he Yisheng coughed.

The one that Huo Qingtian threw just now broke his ribs.

Therefore, he Yisheng was sent to the hospital by Huoxiao.

At the same time, the news was spread to song Weiqing.

"You said Huo Xiao sent he Yisheng to the hospital? How many ribs did he Yisheng break

"Yes, there are still marks of being pinched on his neck."