blood fox

Chapter 208 Two-Phase Injury

For Zhilian and Lingyuan, there are several moves involved in every chess move.

Zhi Lian said it was a way to kill the blood worms, but in fact, perhaps she agreed to test Ling Yuan's remaining strength.

I glanced at the blood lotus, and tried not to look at Ling Yuan, for fear that with my little knowledge, in this game, Zhilian would see that his expression was abnormal, and then I would analyze something.

But Ling Yuan snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves, wrapped me up and was about to leave.

"Ling Yuan!" Zhi Lian yelled violently, "You untie Yun Miao's thread of blood, or else that lifeless body will drive the blood worms crazy, not to mention that village, nearby towns, and even the entire county town will be transformed into a blood worm. Food for blood worms."

"She is just a bloodthirsty zombie. What she wants is very simple, almost instinctive, but she doesn't care about morality. If I didn't let Yuan Fei Po suppress her, you blood ants can't control it." Zhilian's voice heavy.

He snorted coldly and said, "What do you think is the reason why those blood ants have not come out of that place for so long?"

Zhi Lian seemed to have lost her temper, her tone gradually became lighter, and it was that faint voice again: "I thought I knew Yun Miao's love for you before, even if this thread of blood is wrapped around my body Above, it may be a kind of practice for me."

"But this feeling is too uncomfortable. If you untie it, I will tell you how to kill the blood worm." Zhilian stepped on the mud with her bare feet, reaching out to caress the flickering blood thread.

As soon as he touched it, the end of the bloody thread curled up and immediately entangled his white fingers like jade, followed by a flash of blood, Zhilian's fingers seemed to be burned by the high temperature, and the whole finger turned black.

Zhi Lian straightened her back from the pain, her long black hair fluttered, and she turned her head to look at Ling Yuan: "You can't trap me, just like before, you will still need me."

"I didn't know that your condition was to unravel this thread of blood." Ling Yuan pulled me away and said coldly: "Li Chun has already researched a way to control blood worms, we just need to wait for time. During the preceding period, we can use Yun Miao's blood to control it."

"She is fused with your essence and blood." When Ling Yuan said this, he looked at Zhilian: "You know, I won't let Yun Miao die, so the Daoist will give her a blood transfusion after drawing her blood , to ensure that she will not die from dried blood."

Zhi Lian showed a dazed expression on her face, and murmured: "No wonder!"

He touched the blood lotus with his finger: "No wonder I feel so bad these two days."

I woke up suddenly after hearing this!

The marriage alliance between Yun Miao and Zhilian is a fusion of essence and blood, inseparable in life and inseparable in death!

Even if I don't admit that I am Yunmiao, the relationship with Zhilian still exists.

Essence and blood blend together, drawing my blood is equivalent to drawing Zhilian's.

According to what Ling Yuan and Zhi Lian said, I can save my life by exchanging blood, but it seems to be quite harmful to Zhi Lian.

I'm leaning against Ling Yuan's arms, feeling pain all over my body.

I don't know for a while whether Ling Yuan and Qin Yangyu drew my blood to exterminate the bloodworm or to better control Zhilian.

Or maybe both.

Zhi Lian seemed to be feeling the pain after being drawn blood, Ling Yuan didn't bother anymore, and took me away directly.

It seems easy to get in and out of Zhilian Tomb this time, he threw himself into the lotus pond outside with his arms around me...

Do not!
Now it can only be said to be a reservoir!
Because the pond full of lotus flowers that bloomed before have all rotted into mud like the tomb below.

Even the water has become filthy.

Ling Yuan supported me, found a fairly flat place to stand firm, then turned to look at the almost overflowing reservoir.

It's very shady and cool here, there is a moon in the sky, but it can't shine down, it seems to be in the shadows.

I was drenched all over, and I didn't dry it all the time. I felt chills all over my body, my body was so sore and limp, and I felt an indescribable pain.

As soon as the night wind blew, it seemed as if his whole body was tense and painful. He instinctively hugged his arms tightly and said to Ling Yuan, "Are you waiting for him?"

Ling Yuan just stared at the pond full of sewage, and said softly: "He will come."

At first, I thought that Zhilian agreed, because I really couldn't bear to see me drain all the blood from my body.

Looking at it now, drawing my blood is considered a threat to Zhilian; while agreeing to withdraw the entangled blood thread, it is considered a lure.

I don't know now, whether this move was secretly discussed by Ling Yuan and the others, or whether the tacit understanding between him and the Taoist sect has already reached this step.

But no matter what it is, I, the sacrifice, have no right to know.

I suddenly felt a little depressed, folded my arms, sat on the edge of the reservoir, and let Ling Yuan wait.

This cold and sore feeling reminds me of the winter when I was a child. My grandma went to someone else’s house to keep a vigil. I slept alone at home. It was freezing rain outside and it was very cold.

I huddled under the quilt, and it was not warm at all, even if I hugged my knees and huddled into a ball, or pressed another quilt, it was still cold, the kind that made my bones ache.

I couldn't fall asleep anyway, and when I was shivering with cold, I heard the cold wind blowing outside, followed by someone coming in, which made me tremble even more.

But then it became hot in the bed, and grandma turned on the light. She took two bottles of hot water from someone else's house and filled it with glass salt water.

The house where the errands were run was five or six miles away from my house. When my grandma came back, her hair was covered with frozen ice crystals.

After putting down the water bottle and bread, she helped me tuck the quilt up, and left in a hurry.

After staying at home for a while, the ice crystals on her hair haven't melted yet.

I would hug my knees and huddle against the edge of the reservoir, feeling like I was back to that night again.

But grandma is gone, and no one will miss me anymore.

So you can only treat yourself well!
I exhaled lightly and rubbed my hands slowly, trying to warm myself up.

When you have a cold, the more you shrink, the colder you will be.

I knew this was the reason after a lot of blood was drawn and changed, but after rubbing my hands to warm them up, I still stood up and planned to move.

It's already summer, and I can't believe I'm really freezing to death.

But as soon as I stood up, I felt dizzy for a while. I hurriedly grabbed the grass and trees next to me, trying to stand firm, so as not to fall into the water.

But as soon as I stretched out my hand, I felt warm in my hand, and then I found that Youtong's black hair was wrapped around my hand.

After she pulled me to a firm position, her body was half upright, and she took out a red robe from her abdomen, and propped it up with her little hands and feet under her body, as if she wanted to help me put it on.

But when she raised her worm body, I discovered that there was a gash in her abdomen, which was more than ten centimeters long, and the worm's skin was cut through. When she moved, it seemed that there was white flesh exposed inside. , but no blood seeped out.

You Tong moved, as if she was holding the wound, with pain on her face, but she still put the clothes on me carefully.

I don't know what that dress is made of, it's as thin as a light gauze, with golden lotuses embroidered on it, and when it is put on the body, it feels like the whole body is hot.

Youtong has a lot of hands and feet, and quickly helped me tie them up, but she didn't dare to turn around again, as if she was afraid of touching the wound.

I looked at her charming, but innocent and childish face, and suddenly felt that there might be no difference between me and You Tong.

Ling Yuan stood there watching from the beginning to the end.

After You Tong helped me tie up my clothes, she took a piece of paper from somewhere in her black hair and handed it to me. She turned her head to look at Ling Yuan, then dived into the water and disappeared.

I feel like I'm curled up in a dry and warm blanket, holding the piece of paper open.

But it was full of incomprehensible words.

Just as he was about to turn his head to look at Ling Yuan, when he turned around, he saw that Ling Yuan, who was staring at the reservoir, had already arrived in front of him.

He looked at the red robe on me, his eyes were heavy and hurt.

(End of this chapter)