Way of Choices

The reason why I think so is because Chen Changsheng thought of a possible way to save her.

There is no mention of this method in Sanqian Daozang, and there is no relevant record in medical technology. That method has never been used by anyone. It sounds ridiculous and makes no sense. But he felt more and more strongly that that method might be useful. If his conjecture is true, then as Xu Yourong just said... He doesn’t want to die, and it’s hard for anyone to die.

It just doesn't work, and the brother will certainly not agree.

He did not think for too long, and looked to Xu Yourong seriously: "I will use a method to tell you in advance later, I hope you will not be too surprised."

Seeing that he had clear eyes, Xu Yourong also became serious and asked, "What method?"

She is not afraid of death, so she can only act indifferently. However, in despair, I suddenly saw hope, and anyone would have some mood swings.

"Do you know how to cure a dead horse?" Chen Changsheng asked, looking at her with a smile.

This is a famous saying. She thought he was using it here to tell jokes. She looked at him helplessly and thought that she had said many times along the way. You have no talent for joking, why bother to embarrass yourself?

"Dead horses can only be used as live horse doctors. If you don't have blood, then give you blood."

Chen Changsheng began to roll up the sleeves and rolled them halfway, and found that the cuffs piled up were a bit obstructive, so he took off his clothes.

Many days ago, because Xu Yourong was afraid of the cold, his coat was always draped over her, leaving only one piece of close-fitting clothes, which was easy to take off. Soon he took off his clothes, grabbed his short sword, and was about to cut it off his wrist.

He held his left wrist with one hand and stopped before the sword edge of the dagger.

"You... give me blood?"

She stared into his eyes and said very seriously: "Although I haven't told you that my bloodline is different from ordinary people, you should know that the blood of those monsters along the way is useless to me, why should I try again?"

Chen Changsheng looked at her and said, "It is precisely because of these inertia that I have forgotten some things."

"What is it?" she asked.

Chen Changsheng said: "I am not a monster, nor is my blood the blood of a monster."

Xu Yourong's lips were slightly curled, that was a slight mocking smile-she was not mocking Chen Changsheng's delusional delusions, but self-deprecating, the true blood of Tianfeng flowing in her body was the source of all strength and glory, but when she lost It was only when the real blood was discovered that Tianfeng's real blood changed from her pride to the cause of her death.

Chen Changsheng's blood is naturally different from the blood of monsters, but how can ordinary human blood replace Tianfeng's real blood?

A cry of exclamation sounded in the mausoleum!

Chen Changsheng didn't care about her wishes, she took her hand away and cut her wrist across the short sword.

He bathed the dragon blood in the cold world under the Beixinqiao well, and was more perfect than the most perfect marrow washing. Since then, he has unimaginable power and speed, and even more unimaginable physical strength. With these, he can be in the dynasty. In the trial, he won so many years of genius in succession, until he finally got the first place in the first list of the Dynasty test.

If it is an ordinary weapon, even some of the magical soldiers on the hundred weapons list, it is difficult to cut his skin in his own hands. In the ambush battle by the lake, the two powerful demon beauties almost broke his internal organs in the end, and failed to leave a wound on the surface of his body for this reason.

But the short sword in his hand is fine.

This short sword was a gift given to him by his fellow brothers when he left the old temple in Xining Town. It looked unusual and ordinary. He borrowed an unknown name in the world, and there was no such thing on the hundred weapon list, but Chen Changsheng had never seen it before. A sword sharper than it. Whether it is the Wenshui sword of Tang Thirty-six, or the sword of Lishan Mountain between the seven waists, it is not as good as it.

With a snort, a straight red line appeared on his wrist, and then the line spread to both sides at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blood poured out of the wound and was about to drip.

He had attached the scabbard below.

Silently, his blood slowly flowed into the scabbard.

"What the **** do you want to do?" Xu Yourong was angry because he didn't listen to his own words because he was so stubborn.

Then she smelled a faint scent.

It is a very strange fragrance, lighter than the lightest floral fragrance, and stronger than the most fragrant perfume.

After that scent is smelled, there will be countless changes, from time to time and from time to time.

Sometimes it's floral, sometimes it's like honey, sometimes it's just like the new fruit just born in the garden, it's still green, but it has a breath.

What's this smell?

She looked at Chen Changsheng's wrist and confirmed that the fragrance came from his blood.

Chen Changsheng's blood flowed more and more, and the fragrance became stronger and stronger.

Over time, she felt more.

That is the most evil temptation and the purest sweetness.

The oldest and freshest.

Wonderful.

It is a very complex and vivid breath of life.

That is unimaginably powerful vitality.

Xu Yourong looked at Chen Changsheng and was shocked and speechless. You have to know that even Zhou Du|fu's tomb failed to shock her so much... What kind of blood is this? Who are you? are you human?

Thinking of these things, she fell asleep.

It was not that I saw this scene in front of my eyes and smelled the smell of blood that made it difficult for her to bear the mental shock, but because in advance, Chen Changsheng had quietly thrust the golden needle into her Hegu acupoint.

He explained to her what method he would use to save her, but he just wanted to tell her about it, but it did not mean that he needed her to watch him do it. In order for her to maintain a calm state of mind, let her fall asleep, is the best choice. At the same time, this can also ensure that she will not disturb this process, know that every drop of his blood is precious.

The most important thing is that he did not know how she would react after smelling her own blood.

Time passed slowly, the blood in his wrist gradually coagulated, and the wound gradually closed. He had never done such a thing, nor did he know that the blood in the scabbard was enough. For safety reasons, he did not hesitate to pick up the dagger and cut the wound again, even deeper... some pain, but It's still within the tolerable range.

If so, repeat it four times.

Blood ran from his wrist into the scabbard.

After a long time, he thought it should be enough?

Suddenly, the scene in front of him became a little blurred.

Is it halo? Why hasn't it been discovered before. After a while, he woke up a little bit, only to realize that he was not dizzy or hungry and panicked. The reason for this was that there was too much blood flow.

The next thing to do is to inject this blood into the body of the girl.

He tied the wound on the wrist tightly with a cloth strip to ensure that it would not affect the movement or let the blood flow out again, and then walked to Xu Yourong’s side, untied the front of her clothes, exposing the white neck and smooth On the shoulder, the fingers of the left hand gently stroked her skin, and the right hand followed slowly with the dagger.

A vibration that was no longer clear, let alone strong, and appeared to be particularly weak, passed from her skin to his fingers.

right here.

Holding his dagger, he resisted there with a slight force, and stabbed him.

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(I have been in the field these days, but I can stick to two changes a day, thanks to everyone for your supervision. In addition, the chapter name is very good.)

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