Take the cubs down the mountain, the rich mother-in-law is my number one fan

Chapter 159

"not good!"

Lu Zixuan's expression changed, and the silver needle in his hand almost turned into a phantom in the air.

Even so, Jian Anran's face became paler and paler.

Jian Xingxing and Chu Yan's expressions were ugly at the same time.

But they had no choice but to watch Jian Anran suffer.

Beads of sweat slid down Lu Zixuan's forehead, Lu Zixuan gritted his teeth tightly, all the spells and silver needles came out, but the effect was still not very good.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Chu Yan had never felt that time was so difficult.

Half an hour passed, Lu Zixuan stopped moving.

"Mr. Lu, how is An Ran doing now?"

Chu Yan asked quickly, the urgency and concern in his voice couldn't be hidden.

Lu Zixuan took another look at Chu Yan, and stretched out his hand to him: "I've only temporarily stabilized An Ran's situation, but this method only treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and it won't take long to suppress it."

"You have also seen that the talismans and silver needles used for soothing cannot force out the evil spirit in An Ran's body."

Beside Jian Anran, there were many spells scattered, all of which were dyed black by evil spirit.

Jian Anran's expression was calm, but her face was as pale as paper, as if it was about to shatter in the next second.

Seeing Jian Anran like this, Chu Yan felt a sharp pain in his heart.

A thought flashed through his mind for a moment—Jane Anran, who is alive and well, still looks better.

"Then what are we going to do now? I'm willing to do whatever I'm asked to do."

Chu Yan spoke without hesitation.

Lu Zixuan's eyes turned between Chu Yan and Jian Anran, and suddenly asked: "Anran gave you her blood essence?"

Essence?

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, he actually didn't know what the essence and blood in Lu Zixuan's mouth was.

But the man couldn't help thinking that when he was in the ancient tomb, he was almost captured, and it was Jane Anran who saved him.

Soft lips, and a strong smell of blood...

Chu Yan briefly explained the matter.

Lu Zixuan nodded slightly: "That makes sense, no wonder I can feel some connection from your breath."

He rummaged through the medicine box, took out a small silver knife, and set his eyes on Chu Yan: "I really need your help, I need to borrow your blood."

"it is good."

Chu Yan agreed without hesitation, and stretched out his hand: "As long as it can make An Ran out of danger, it's fine."

Hearing this, Lu Zixuan took another deep look at him, and said pointedly: "You never thought that I would take this opportunity to harm you? You must know that for a cultivator, getting someone's With blood, you can basically do whatever you want with this person."

Of course, there are elements of exaggeration in this statement.

Lu Zixuan just wanted to see if this man was worth so much for his junior sister.

If you are afraid of such a little thing, this man is not worth entrusting!

If Chu Yan did not agree to use his blood, he would directly tie up Chu Yan with a strong attitude and draw blood for the junior sister!
Hearing Lu Zixuan's words, Chu Yan's expression never changed.

He rolled up his sleeves, showing his strong arms, and said lightly: "My life was saved safely, and now I just need my blood. Is there any problem?"

"Of course there is no problem,"

Lu Zixuan laughed softly: "Little Junior Sister is very kind to you, and you should give some of it."

Jian Xingxing, who was on the side, had already consciously brought over the vessel used to hold blood, and placed it under Chu Yan's palm.

Lu Zixuan cut Chu Yan's palm with a knife, and blood gushed out immediately.

Chu Yan didn't even frown, his eyes quietly fell on Jian Anran.

Lu Zixuan handed the small silver knife to Jian Xingxing, and confessed: "Don't let the blood in here dry up, I will force out the evil spirit in Anran's body, and I don't have the energy to take care of this side."

Just as Jian Xingxing was about to agree, she heard Chu Yan's voice: "It's okay, I'll do it myself, and I won't let the blood stop."

Bloodletting yourself?

This time, Lu Zixuan glanced at Chu Yangao in his heart.

"Okay, then I'll start."

Lu Zixuan used Chu Yan's blood as an introduction, leaving complex and complicated lines on Jian Anran's fair skin.

A strange thing happened, the blood burst into light under Lu Zixuan's chanting spell, and then gradually disappeared on Jian Anran's skin.

Again, such behavior drains the blood in the bowl very quickly.

Chu Yan quietly watched the blood on Jian Anran's body disappear, and silently cut another knife on the palm of his hand.

Blood gushed out instantly and landed in the cup accurately.

Chu Yan's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes fell on Luo Zaijian's body.

He has no other thoughts now, he just wants Jane Anran to be well.

As long as Jian Anran can recover, he is willing to do anything.

Soon, the wound stopped bleeding.

Chu Yan made another cut for himself without changing his face.

This straightforward and decisive appearance, as if the cut was not his own hand.

Jian Xingxing stood beside him, looking at the wounds one after another, he felt the pain to death.

This was the first time that the little guy looked at the man who was his biological father so seriously.

Needless to say, Chu Yan's appearance is actually very good, with handsome eyebrows and eyes.

If it wasn't for Jian Anran's suffering so much for Chu Yan, maybe he would really accept his cheap father.

Although... now it's not bad.

At least Chu Yan paid a lot to Jian Anran.

Jian Xingxing pondered for a long time, then suddenly came back to her senses and shook her head.

No, no, no, you can't just accept Chu Yan so simply, you need to have more tests!

The blood poured out one after another, even if Chu Yan was a healthy adult man, his face was extremely pale at this moment.

Jian Xingxing looked at the crumbling Chu Yan, and dragged a bench over: "Sit down, don't faint."

"Thank you."

Chu Yan thanked him softly, and sat on the stool instead of being brave.

Because of the excessive blood loss, he was a little dizzy right now.

Fortunately, when Chu Yan was about to lose his hold, Lu Zixuan's voice came: "It's almost done."

Lu Zixuan was almost on the verge of collapse, he let out a long mouthful of turbid air, but his voice was much more relaxed: "The evil spirit has been forced out of An Ran's body, with your blood as a primer, it can protect you well." Enron this weak time."

"Then when will she wake up?" Chu Yan asked.

"I'll wake up soon, just wait."

Lu Zixuan patted Chu Yan's shoulder, and just as he finished speaking, he heard a slightly weak female voice: "I... what's wrong?"

"An Ran, you finally woke up."

Chu Yan stood up abruptly, but his eyes went dark, and he shook his body several times before he stood still.

(End of this chapter)