Time... It's really an unimaginable monster. It can die the strongest man under the starry sky, or the most precious elixirs can turn into waste. Zhou Dufu may not know medicine, but the elixirs he collects are extremely particular, regardless of the environment or the utensils he uses, but even so, there is still no way to preserve the medicinal power after hundreds of years.

Xu Yourong got confirmation from his silence, thought for a while, and then said, "Since that's the case, I'll sleep for a while."

At this time, she stopped coughing and fell asleep calmly.

If he is about to enter eternal sleep, he will probably not be able to fall asleep before that. Chen Changsheng looked at the girl who was sleeping soundly and gave birth to infinite admiration and respect. How strong will and mental power do he have to have to sleep peacefully in such a situation?

The fire pill failed, how should he save her?

He hesitated for a moment and decided to use the method that he hesitated in the grassland for more than ten days - Golden Needle to push blood.

Golden needle pushing blood is a method to stimulate vitality and bloodline strength, which is extremely harmful to people. Before his teacher Ji Dao Ren's transformation was successful, this acupuncture method was basically classified as a magic trick by the national religion and strictly prohibited. Even now, this acupuncture method cannot completely avoid serious side effects, so it is generally only used before the patient dies.

In a sense, the golden needle pushes blood, like the last bite of old ginseng soup.

Since he made the decision, he no longer hesitated. He sat behind Xu Yourong and untied the golden thread wrapped around the ring finger of his left hand. His spiritual sense moved slightly, and the golden thread was straight like a needle, piercing into the back of her neck like lightning.

It is difficult to push blood with a golden needle. The most difficult thing is to insert the patient's marrow meridian with one injection. She is sleeping at this time, which is just right.

Xu Yourong frowned slightly, felt a little painful, and woke up.

"Don't move, I'm treating you."

Chen Changsheng knew that she was not old, but she was not surprised when things happened and was calm when things happened. As long as she explained it clearly, she could cooperate. As expected, Xu Yourong quickly calmed down. He slowly sent the true energy from the golden needle into her body, moving forward like a tide in her meridians and blood vessels, spreading the toxins that had accumulated between the diaphragm, and at the same time dispelling the suspicion she had previously arose.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept pouring out on Chen Changsheng's forehead, and then they were frozen into ice beads and rolled to the ground, making a crisp sound. As time passed, the ground around the two men were covered with frozen sweat beads, looking like a sea of ​​pearls. Some ice beads rolled down the stone steps and went to a far place until they hit the huge obsidian coffin.

How long after, the golden needle was retracted from behind Xu Yourong's neck and wrapped it back between Chen Changsheng's fingers.

After a long time, he didn't speak, and Xu Yourong didn't speak either.

He lowered his head and looked at the ice beads on the ground. He felt a little sad, but more unwilling to give up. The golden needle pushing blood was already the last method he could think of. It was very dangerous and violent, but even so, he did not receive any results.

This acupuncture method can stimulate human vitality and blood. Even the dying old man on the sickbed can restore his spirit and even regain a glimmer of vitality from the underworld. However, this has no effect on Xu Yourong, because her blood has completely dried up and her vitality has long disappeared in the continuous battles and distances.

Without firewood, how can you ignite it if you apply a high-temperature flame?

"Feel sorry."

It was not Chen Changsheng who said these two words, but Xu Yourong. She looked at him and said with a smile: "Although I don't understand medical skills, I also know that the acupuncture method you used just now is amazing, but unfortunately, I, a patient, are too unscrupulous."

This is the truth. Her Holy Light Art has saved many people in Zhouyuan, but that is two different fields of matters and medical skills.

Chen Changsheng raised his head and looked at her a little swollen and beautiful face, and was in a very low mood.

"Your essence and blood are exhausted, and there is no other way except to replenish blood. But we tried a few days ago. Your blood is a bit special, and the blood of monsters is meaningless to you. I even think that except for your own blood, no blood is meaningful to you. Then even if we can leave Zhouyuan, we may not be able to cure you.

He explained the current situation honestly to her. Telling the dying girl why she died has nothing to do with his respect for her strong will, but he has a strong and even stubborn attitude towards death. People do not know how they came to this world, so they should be sober when leaving this world, so they should not be in vain to come to this world.

He did not explain his thoughts to Xu Yourong, but Xu Yourong was not sad, nor did he vent his anger to him, as if he understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "But if you can leave Zhouyuan, at least you can survive."

After coming to this tomb, Xu Yourong often smiled, but the smile was actually very weak, and Chen Changsheng couldn't even bear to go and see it.

"I haven't found a way to leave Zhouyuan. I don't know if this will make you happier." He looked at her and said with a smile. He knew that she couldn't be happy about it, but hoped that she could be happy because of this unfunny joke he said.

Xu Yourong didn't feel happy, but the smile on her face gradually faded away. She looked at him and said calmly: "It seems that I will die."

Just because of this sentence, this sentence was not the first time that Chen Changsheng suddenly felt that his chest was hit hard by a stone, and he was extremely sad.

I remember that night, she said that she was only fifteen years old and the same age as her. She was in her youth, but her life was over. This is the saddest thing in the world, the sadness he experienced in advance on countless nights.

He had prepared for death for a long time, and no one had prepared more fully than him. However, now he saw that she was about to die in front of him, but he still had no choice.

"I don't want to die." Xu Yourong said seriously as he looked at him.

When she said this, she was not sad, and her expression was still so calm, because she was not begging him for pity, but just told him what she thought at the last moment.

"You won't die." Chen Changsheng said.

Xu Yourong said: "You know I can't accept this unconvincing comfort."

Chen Changsheng suddenly thought of something, and was a little confused, and his voice trembled slightly and said, "You... won't die."

Xu Yourong's expression was slightly different, and she didn't understand why his emotions suddenly became strange.

"You won't die."

Chen Changsheng repeated the third time, but this time, his voice was extremely calm and affirmative, and Yu Jing's eyes were extremely bright.

Xu Yourong thought he was a little confused and said, "You don't need to bear any responsibility for my death."

Chen Changsheng said, "But I don't want you to die."

Xu Yourong quipped in a tired voice: "Are you a god? Whoever wants to die will not die?"

"Yes." Chen Changsheng's clear voice echoed in the empty tomb, which was so certain.

Xu Yourong stared at him in a daze.

He laughed.

He didn't know why fate brought him into Zhouyuan and to this tomb, because of the sword intent or something else, but now he knew one thing: he might change the fate of this girl.
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