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

This method was not mentioned in Sanqian Daozang, nor was it related to medical skills. No one had ever used it before. It sounded ridiculous and had no reason. But he felt more and more strongly that that method might be useful. If his guess was true, then just as Xu Yourong said... He didn't want anyone to die, it would be difficult for anyone to die.

It just doesn't necessarily work, and the senior brother will definitely not agree.

He didn't think for too long, looked at Xu Yourong and said seriously: "I will use a method later to tell you in advance, and I hope you won't be too surprised then."

Seeing his clear eyes, Xu Yourong became serious and asked, "What method?"

She was not afraid of death, so she could have acted so calmly before. However, in despair, she suddenly saw hope. No matter who is like this, she would have some emotional fluctuations. It is impossible to treat it as a joke. She should be cautious.

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

This is a very famous saying. She thought he used it here to tell jokes, but she looked at him helplessly. She thought that she had said it many times along the way. If you don’t have the talent to joke, why bother to make things difficult for yourself?

"A dead horse can only be treated as a living horse. If you don't have blood, then I'll give you blood."

Chen Changsheng began to roll his sleeves, and halfway through, and found that the cuffs piled together were a bit inconvenient, so Yu Qian took off her clothes.

Many days ago, because Xu Yourong was afraid of the cold, his coat was always on her body, leaving only a close-fitting clothes, which was easy to take off. Soon he took off his clothes, held the dagger, and prepared to cut it into his wrist.

One hand held his left wrist and blocked the sword's edge.

"You... want to give me the blood?"

She stared into his eyes and said very seriously: "Although I have never told you that my bloodline is different from that of ordinary people, you should know that the blood of those monsters along the way is useless to me, why try again?"

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

"What's the matter?" she asked.

Chen Changsheng said: "I am not a monster, and my blood is not the blood of a monster."

Xu Yourong's lips curled slightly, and it was a slightly ridiculous smile - she was not mocking Chen Changsheng for his delusions, but self-mockery. The true blood of Tianfeng flowing in her body is the source of all power and glory. However, when she lost those true blood, she discovered that Tianfeng's true blood has changed from her pride to the cause of her death.

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

A scream rang in the tomb

Chen Changsheng didn't care about her wishes, so he took her hand away, cut her wrist with a short sword horizontally.

He bathed in the cold world under Beixinqiao, which was even more perfect than the most perfect marrow washing. From then on, he had unimaginable strength and speed, and even more unimaginable physical strength. With these, he could defeat geniuses in the Great Dynasty Test for so many years, and finally won the first place in the Great Dynasty Test for the first time.

If it was an ordinary weapon, even some magic weapons on the list of hundreds of weapons would be difficult to cut open 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. This is because of this reason.

But the dagger in his hand can.

This short sword was a gift given to him by his senior brother Yu Ren when he left the old temple in Xining Town. It looked unusually ordinary. He borrowed Wuming in the world, and there was no figure on the list of hundreds of weapons. However, Chen Changsheng had never seen a sword that was sharper than it. Whether it was Tang Sanshiliu's Wenshui sword or Qijian's waist Lishan magic sword, it was not as good as it.

With a sniff, a straight red line appeared on his wrist, and then the line expanded 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 already attached the scabbard below.

Silently, his blood slowly flowed into the scabbard.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Xu Yourong was very angry because he didn't listen to him and because he was so stubborn.

Then, she smelled a faint fragrance.

It was a very strange fragrance, which was lighter than the lightest flower fragrance and stronger than the richest perfume.

After the fragrance is smelled, countless changes will occur, sometimes thick and sometimes light, sometimes clear and sometimes depressed.

Sometimes it is the fragrance of flowers, sometimes it is like honey, and sometimes it is like the new fruit that just bears in the garden, still green, but already has a breath.

What does this taste like?

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

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

As time goes by, she feels more.

That is the most evil temptation and the purest sweetness.

The oldest and freshest.

Extremely wonderful.

It is an extremely complex and vivid breath of life.

That is an unimaginable powerful vitality.

Xu Yourong looked at Chen Changsheng and was shocked and could not speak. You know, even Zhou Dufu's tomb could not shock her so much... What kind of blood is this? Who are you? Are you... a human?

Thinking of these things, she fell asleep.

It was not that she saw this scene in front of her and smelled the blood that made her unable to withstand the mental impact, but that in advance, Chen Changsheng had quietly stabbed the golden needle into her Hegu acupoint.

He explained to her what method he would use to save her, just trying to tell her about this, which does not mean that he needs her to watch herself do it. In order for her to maintain a calm state of mind and let her fall asleep is the best choice. At the same time, this can ensure that she will not disturb the process. You must know that every drop of his blood is precious.

The most important thing is that he didn't know how she would react after smelling her blood.

Time passed slowly, the blood on his wrist gradually solidified and the wound gradually closed. He had never done such a thing, nor did he know if the blood in the scabbard was enough. To be on the safe side, he picked up the dagger without hesitation, cut the wound again, and even cut it deeper... It was a bit painful, but it was still in a tolerable range.

This is repeated four times.

Blood kept flowing from his wrist into the scabbard.

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

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

Did he faint from blood? Why didn't he notice it before? After a while, he woke up and realized that it was not he fainting from blood or hungry. The reason for this was that he was bleeding too much.

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

He used a cloth strip to tie the wound on his wrist to death to ensure that it would not affect his movements and would not let blood flow out again. Then he walked to Xu Yourong's side, unbuttoned the front of her clothes, exposed her white neck and smooth shoulders, gently stroked her skin with his left fingers, and slowly followed with a dagger in his right hand.

A vibration that was no longer clear, let alone strong, seemed particularly weak, was transmitted from her skin to his fingertips.

It's here.

He held the dagger, pressed it against it and stabbed it in with a slight force.
Chapter completed!