Ze Tian Ji Chapter 28: Mine is yours, yours is still yours

Sword Edge cracked her skin and cut her blood vessels.

No blood spurted out, not even a trace of blood came out, because the blood already in her body was almost gone.

Chen Changshen took the scabbard and aimed at the wound between her neck with the sheath.

Divine Sense moves slightly, a blood line comes out of the scabbard, more like it is generated from nothing.

The blood line is very thin, it seems thinner than the hair, and it is slowly poured into her veins.

The whole process, he was very careful, Divine Sense was condensed to peak.

No sound.

Only taste.

The smell of his blood gradually filled the empty tomb.

I don't know how long after that, he retracted the scabbard, and a faint chill appeared between his right index finger, pinched between Xu Yourong's neck, and after a while, confirmed that her blood vessels and wounds already were blocked by the fine ice debris. Only then began to deal with his wounds.

The path between wrist is clearly visible, and even the bones can be seen faintly. Heals slowly, or is sealed by ice.

There are still some blood stains next to the wound. He remembered that Senior Brother had privately explained to himself that year, hesitated for a moment, lifted wrist to his lips, and began to lick it carefully, just like a young animal licking milk.

Senior Brother had previously told him that if this method is used after an injury and bleeding, only the method of eating blood into the abdomen can make the taste of blood no longer spread. In addition, No matter how much clear water is used for rinsing, how much sand is used for burial, or even if it is burned with a high fire, the smell will not disappear.

This is the first time that Chen Changshen has tasted its own blood. In the battle before, he almost vomited blood several times and was forcibly swallowed, but at that time the blood was only in the throat, and at this time the blood was on his tongue.

It turns out that my blood is sweet.

He thought so.

It tastes really good.

It looks delicious.

It's really delicious.

I want to eat more.

Suddenly he woke up, sweaty, and then frozen into snow frost. Earlier, he licked faster and harder, like a cub greedily licking the milk of his dead mother's blood.

If he doesn't wake up quickly, he may even lick the wound on wrist.

There is silence in the tomb.

It will take a long time for a breeze to pass.

The frozen sweat beads on the ground rolled slowly, making a sound of bones.

He leaned on the stone pillar wearily, his face paled.

Because he bleeds too much blood, and because of fear.

At the age of ten, his Divine Soul was excreted with sweat, which caused a vision of heaven and earth. After Xi Ning Village, there was an unknown terrifying life peeping in the cloud-covered mountain. From that night, he knew that his body had abnormal people, not that he was ill, but that his Divine Soul was the most delicious fruit for many lives, and it was an irresistible temptation.

—— If the world discovers the strangeness of your blood, you will die, and it will certainly usher in a more tragic ending than death.

Senior Brother said this to him on the second day of the tenth birthday. At that time, Senior Brother took a long time to make the meaning of this sentence clear, because his arms were very weak and weak, and his gestures were always wrong.

He asked Senior Brother why this is so. Senior Brother was silent for a long time and told him that it was because he had been fanning last night and wanted to fan out the smell spilling out of him as soon as possible.

He asked Senior Brother why this is so. Senior Brother was silent for a long time before telling him that last night, he smelled the smell for a long time, and suddenly wanted to **** his blood clear, and wanted to eat him.

In the eyes of Chen Changshen, Senior Brother Yu Ren is the bravest person in the world and the best person to himself. If Senior Brother wants to die on his own, he can die himself, but if Senior Brother wants to eat himself ...

He thought about it for a long time, but still thought it was terrible.

The blood flowing in the body is the delicious taste of all life. For the parties, this is certainly not a good thing. So he doesn't like his blood, he can even say he hates it, or he can be afraid. Because of this mentality, he never thinks about it, and sometimes even subconsciously forgets what is special about his blood.

In the early morning after the night passed, the scattered Divine Soul gathered into his body and entered his blood, and there was no trace of it, but the disgust and fear remained in the deepest part of his Sea of Consciousness.

After coming to Capital, he thought that already was far away from the memories of terrifying, and he could feel that the taste of his blood seemed to fade. However, the morning after Mausoleum of Books watched the tomb before the night, he first introduced the starlight Purification in the day, but was shocked to find that everything seemed to return to the night of the ten-year-old night.

He doesn't want to experience that night again, and he doesn't want to perceive the unknown peep in the clouds again.

So he became more cautious. He was seriously injured in the battle and wanted to vomit blood, even if he was in danger, he would swallow it back in the first time. In the face of no matter how powerful his opponent was, he no longer dared to burn the lake outside Ethereal Palace as much as possible, because he was worried that he would be blurred by the True Essence flesh like the one in the underground space.

Can't bleed, can't let his blood be smelled, this is something he doesn't need to think about, but holds it as the highest standard.

Even more important than his life.

Because he keeps remembering the warning of Senior Brother.

But in this mausoleum today, he did not heed the warning of Senior Brother.

Because he wants to save people.

The Xu Yourong in his looks at slumber, showing a contented smile. Because of the poisoning, her face was always a little swollen. At this time, those swells were significantly reduced, and her clear eyebrows became clearer.

The most important thing is that her pale, snow-like face gradually developed a little blood at this time.

There is an old temple far away from the tomb of Zhou Dufu. If counting from the first First Worship Temple thousands of miles away, this old temple should be the ninth. This means that it is only two hundred miles away from the tomb of Zhou Dufu.

This is something that can be counted clearly by children who have just started. Nan Ke and others will not be mistaken. Old man playing a zither said with emotion: "I didn't expect that there would be a day when I saw Zhou's Mausoleum with my own eyes."

Tang Xiaoming is carrying a load, looking at the faintly visible black protrusions under the distant sky, and he has always been known for his silence.At this time, his expression was also a little excited.As for his wife Liu Wan'er, and the two Demon race beauties, more So so.

Ascetic practice for dozens of days, even these Demon race strong think it is a bit hard. But thinking that Xu Yourong and Chen Changshen are waiting to die in the front, more importantly, the end of White Grass Road may be the legendary Zhou's Mausoleum. What kind of hard work is this?

Suddenly, White Grass Road micro small shock moved, and the source of the vibration came from the deep grassland behind.

Old man playing a zither was slightly surprised, turned and looked into the prairie, and the expression Grim said: "monster beast seem to be agitated."

Suddenly, his expression changed dramatically, his mouth opened, but he couldn't speak in shock. The Demon Commander couple also saw the vision in the sky, and the Aura on their bodies suddenly rose to the vertex that Zhou Garden can hold.

A shadow appeared in the sky above the grassland. The shadow was so huge that it seemed to cover half the sky. This shadow is slowly moving, looking far away, like a pair of huge wings.

The shadow in the sky of Nan Ke looks at, frowning, said: "Even Heavenly Peng is a little crazy, what happened?"

She didn't know that the source of the restlessness of the grassland monster beast came from the depths of the mausoleum two hundred miles away. Deep in the mausoleum, a youngster cut his wrist, and blood was exposed in the air. The smell of blood spread out in the grassland, and already faded to the extreme, but it was still enough to make the monster beast in this world have an extremely crazy desire.

The tombs are surrounded by extremely cleverly designed ventilation channels and light channels. It is not difficult for rainwater to flow from those channels, but it can let fresh wind and light come in. I also don't know what you thought when Zhou Dufu ordered to design your own tomb. After Taoist died, you still need to breathe fresh wind and enjoy the bright spring.

Chen Changshen can't figure it out, but just by the change of light and humidity in the air, it was confirmed that it should be the next morning, and the rain outside the mausoleum should also stop.

At this time, the Xu Yourong finally woke up.

Chen Changshen looks at She smiled.

She didn't laugh, 怔怔 looks at, he asked, "You poured your blood into my body?"

Chen Changshen said, "To be more accurate, I poured my blood into your blood vessels."

Xu Yourong was a bit helpless, sad, and tired, and said, "Although I don't know how you did all this, but do you think it will work? I said, my blood ..."

"Yes, this will work."

Without waiting for her, Chen Changshen said with a smile. His face was a little pale, and his expression was a little dazed, but his eyes were very bright, very clear, and very confident. Like the newborn Rising Sun, although it was covered by the clouds, it did not lose its glory.

looks at With his expression, Xu Yourong came up with an idea that he didn't believe, and murmured, "Is this possible?"

"It seems to work."

Chen Changshen came to her, observed the wound on her neck, and said, "You feel it for yourself."

Xu Yourong is a little at a loss. According to his own words, he found that his blood was really not as exhausted as he was before falling asleep. Although not as abundant as usual, it is still a bit thin, but at least it can guarantee that ... .

To live, how important, how good, the most important, the best.

But why do you survive?

What the **** is going on?

At this time, the blood flowing in her body should be his blood, but why is it like her own blood, without any difference?

(At least for now it is certain that Chen Changshen is type O blood ... Tomorrow is Monday, dear big guy, don't forget to vote for the recommendation, thank you.)