The original misunderstood me! ! !

Wen Yue: "...a blood sacrifice?"

How does it sound? Kind of scary?

"It's a soul-healing technique. It doesn't harm the healer's cultivation, and it doesn't do any harm," Luo Yu said. "The process is also very simple. Just take blood from a specific person and refine the elixir." .”

"...Oh," Wen Yue felt a little blocked, "I? I used to do this a lot?"

"Hmm," Luo Yu said, "In fact, Master not only has all his tendons and veins damaged, he has no spiritual power, and his soul has been unstable all the time, suffering from nightmare disease."

"After you became a Taoist couple with Master, Miss Duan discovered that you have a special physique."

"You are a body of pure yang, blood has miraculous effects, and it happens to be able to cure master's cold body and soul disease. After you know that, you feel sorry for master, and ask to take a blood refining pill once a month, and give it to master until the next day Long Yuan got the Dragon Bone Grass, so he didn't continue."

"But now? Master has been seriously injured again and again, and there is only one dragon bone grass, which was used up a month ago." Luo Yu said earnestly, "If it is not a last resort, I will not mention this matter again .”

"Got it," Wen Yue was silent for a moment, "I? Will take it."

Although they don't want to imitate the original owner to do anything anymore.

Seeing that they agreed so simply, a smug look flashed in Luo Yu's eyes—he knew that Wen Yue would never refuse.

In the past few days, he saw that Yu Zheyuan was seriously ill and bedridden, and he couldn't figure it out.

Wen Yue is nothing more than a plaything of the master. For a mere plaything, is it worth using the soul-depleting forbidden technique to save it?

Even if you die, it seems like nothing? It's a big deal.

In his eyes, Wen Yue and Situ Yi are not different.Although Situ is stupid and deceitful, like other people, he comes and goes as soon as he is called, which is dispensable, but after all, the two grew up together, and they have some affection.

What's more, Situ Yi is dead to him? His heart is broken, and it is suitable for him to stay by his side.

Wen Yue is different, the previous Demon Lord was their enemy, it is kindness for Master to keep him alive.The identity of the newly arrived soul after the death escape is unknown, and he has no friendship with them. Does death or life have anything to do with him?

Wen Yue has been acting in front of them, obviously not as pure as it appears on the surface.

The master gave him a little sweetness at will, and he, like other people, had outrageous thoughts, and even deceived himself and others, trying to cover up, and even made Luo Yu scoff at him—what did he have to do with those who coveted the master? What? The difference?

Thinking of this, Luo Yu despised Wen Yue even more in his heart.

He took out a piece of rice paper from his sleeve and handed it to Wen Yue: "Mozun, this is a prescription."

Wen Yue took it: "...OK."

After Luo Yu left, Wen Yue calmed down a bit, and then sat down to study the prescription carefully.

"Yinlan Stone, Half Moon Grass, Cane Green, Dream Butterfly Wings..."

Wen Yue consulted medical books and found that these are all extremely precious medicinal materials.

Fortunately, there are basically Qiongcao gardens, and if there are no Qiongcao gardens, you can also find them in the Qiankun bag, so you don't need to go out of the mountain to pick them.

Wen Yue spent the whole afternoon soaking in the Qiongcao Garden, collecting the ingredients in sevens and eights, and according to the requirements of the prescription, they were either ground or roasted, put them in medicinal bowls, and placed them in front of the alchemy furnace one by one.

The alchemy furnace made of bronze spits green smoke faintly. A coiled dragon is holding its head and tail, circling upwards. The dragon's head is located on the top of the cauldron.

Wen Yue poured the medicinal materials into Longkou according to the order of the prescriptions.After the smoke changed and a strange fragrance wafted from the alchemy furnace, he rolled up his sleeves, exposed his forearms, pointed his wrists at the mouth of the dragon, and prepared to take blood.

A second before the blade of Yan Luo's knife was slashed, Wen Yue was stunned for a moment.

He couldn't tell what was in his heart? Feelings, obviously this? He owed Yu Zheyuan, but because the original owner had done it, and he was doing it now, everything became unbearable, like... Keep reminding him that it's just a poor substitute, or a substitute that Yuzheyuan doesn't even know they exist, that no one knows about.

Wen Yue closed his eyes, raised the knife with his hand, aimed at his wrist, and swiped hard.

The sharp edge of Yan Luo's knife was still spotless, and a tingling pain came from his wrist belatedly, and the blood immediately poured down and merged into the mouth of the dragon.

The alchemy furnace needs to go through nine complicated processes to refine several pills.

It was not until noon the next day that Wen Yue came out of the alchemy room, dragging a small plate in his hand, which contained a vermilion pill.

His face became paler due to blood loss, his eyes were black and black from a sleepless night, and he was not in good spirits—the pharmaceutical process was too complicated. For his first attempt, he could only stare at it all the time, not daring to have a trace of it. Distracted.

Even so, all the medicinal materials and a jar of blood were combined to extract three formed pills, two of which lost their efficacy due to his negligence and various accidents, and in the end only one was left intact and usable. .

He? Sure enough? Nothing compared to the original owner, no matter his cultivation base, alchemy or what he did for Yu Zheyuan, everything was far behind. What?

……

When Wen Yue went to find Yu Zheyuan, Yu Zheyuan was still semi-conscious.

The smell of medicine in the room was strong, and Yu Zheyuan was lying on the bed, like a delicate but lifeless jade carving.

This? Wen Yue's heart twitched so hard that even the root of his tongue tasted bitter.

What? When will he get better?

Wen Yue sat on the side of the bed, and imitated Yu Zheyuan to feed him? The movement of Jade Blood Snake King Neidan, gently pinched Yu Zheyuan's jaw, making him?open? his lips.

Wen Yue fed the blood sacrifice pill into Yu Zheyuan's mouth, and gave him a mouthful of warm water to help him swallow.

Yu Zheyuan's lips moved, and after a while, he spit out the pill and coughed violently.

"Ahem..." He coughed and coughed, blood was seen on the handkerchief again, his chest heaved up and down, and his voice was hoarse like rust.

"You...feed me? What? What?"

"The blood sacrifice elixir that Luo Yu said." Wen Yue glanced at the red pill that had slipped to the ground and was no longer edible. He felt so sad that his voice choked up, "Can't the immortal take it?"

"You don't have to...like this." Yu Zheyuan spoke hoarsely after a while, "It's useless."

It seems that it is not different from what they expected, only this body is paired with the soul of the demon king, and the blood can be used as medicine.

Now Wen Yue can't help them no matter how much blood he sheds.

【...Why did you mention the blood sacrifice in front of him? 】Yu Zheyuan's mouth was full of blood. After speaking a few words, his throat hurt sharply and he temporarily lost his voice.Hearing that Yue was silent, his sadness was on his face. He instantly figured out the cause and effect, and sent a voice transmission to Luo Yu.

In less than a breath, Luo Yu's calm voice came from his mind.

【Master, aren’t you? Have you always suspected that blood sacrifices are useless? 】 Luo Yu said, 【I? Want to verify it. 】

Facing Yu Zheyuan, Luo Yu no longer concealed it, revealing the peculiar voice of adolescents, his tone was a little doubtful, as if to say, he? has been following the instructions of his master, and did not let Wenyue go out of the mountain, but just let him? A little blood was spilled to verify Yu Zheyuan's doubts? What? Isn't it right?

【…】Yu Zheyuan was silent for a moment, and said, 【Yes, it’s useless.So there is no need to do this in the future. 】

【good. 】Luo Yu readily agreed, 【I? Seeing that you have been doing well, Master, that's why I want to try this method. 】

Yu Zheyuan said lightly: [You should know that, with the current body of the teacher, even if the real Demon Lord is there, the blood sacrifice is useless. 】

Luo Yu: […]

Luo Yu pretended to be calm and paused, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his voice became a little hoarse.

【knew. 】He paused and said, 【Then what are you going to do? 'Get better'?Hanging with the medicine of wolf and tiger? 】

[Well,] Yu Zheyuan said? [It will be a few days, soon. 】

Only Luo Yu understood what the phrase "soon" meant.

Luo Yu: 【... Will you really keep your promise?? 】

【Do your best and obey the destiny. 】Yu Zheyuan Road?

Wen Yue will never know the secret between their master and apprentice.Yu Zheyuan finished the sound transmission, stared at Wen Yue's lonely and frustrated face, his heart softened, and suddenly thought of something?

"There's no need to make pills." Yu Zheyuan said softly, "Actually, this is enough."

They stretched out their hands, and Qingjun's arm protruded from the Yunjin quilt, grabbed Wen Yue's left hand, and raised it slightly.

Wen Yue's wrist was covered with thick gauze, the gauze was pure white, but now it was bleeding, obviously the wound had not healed.

"Does it hurt?" Yu Zheyuan asked softly while undoing the gauze.

Wen Yue shook his head subconsciously, but his eyes were soured by these words. He couldn't help being wronged, and nodded very lightly.

Yan Luo Dao is also considered a magic weapon. He? Hit him? Not light or heavy, cut a half-finger long, a few centimeters deep wound, in fact? Very painful.

But my heart is more uncomfortable, it is a long-term suffocation.Now facing Yu Zheyuan, especially after Yu Zheyuan asked these words, the feeling of suffocation became more and more intense, and he couldn't even breathe.

"Ah Yue, don't be so stupid next time." Yu Zheyuan stared into his eyes, "Thank you."

The blood-stained gauze fell off layer by layer, and the wound on the wrist and wrist was exposed to the air, and the blood was still slightly oozing.

Yu Zheyuan raised Wen Yue's wrist, lowered his head, and kissed it suddenly.

Their lips were slightly cool, and their breathing was shallow, like a soft cloud falling on the most sensitive skin between their wrists.

The oozing blood was gently sucked and licked gently, turning into a faint fishy sweet smell, accompanied by the rolling Adam's apple, swallowed by Yu Zheyuan.

Wen Yue:! ! !

Wen Yue was immediately dumbfounded.

He? He heard his heart beating violently again. Half of it was sour and sweet, and the other half was full of arsenic.

Licking honey with the tip of a knife is nothing more than that.

But in the next second, thinking of who Yu Zheyuan was doing this to? My heart fell from a high altitude and hit the bottom of the valley.

It can't be like this anymore... Wen Yue froze for a moment, wanting to pull his hand away.But Yu Zheyuan firmly held down their wrists, not letting him move.

He bowed his head and sucked kisses for a long time, and didn't let go until Wenyue's hands and wrists stopped bleeding. He brought clean water and gold sore medicine from the bedside, cleaned the wound for Wenyue, applied ointment, and fetched clean gauze. Wrap around and around again.

"Know? How? Did you do it?" Yu Zheyuan rubbed Wenyue's wrist? Finally, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Ah Yue, just a little blood is enough."