Fast time travel, did the host kill the villain today?

"Actually, it doesn't have to be the shark's blood. There is another way to save these people."

Yue Lian glanced at the kneeling guide from the corner of her eye, and stared straight at Shen Mochi, the malice in her eyes was undisguised.

"Have you ever heard of the medicine man?"

"The medicine man? Where can I find the medicine man at this time?" The guide looked back at Yue Lian and asked inexplicably.

This kind of medicine man is rare, but it is not uncommon. Usually, medicine man is in the hands of those doctors with vicious thoughts.

They use ordinary people to test the medicine, and those who can survive will become medicine masters, invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, so the blood of medicine people can cure all kinds of diseases.

"You don't need to look for it, isn't there something ready-made around us?" Yue Lian bent her eyes and smiled.

"Where is there any medicine person between us?"

"Yeah, how could we have a medicine man?"

"The medicine man has been soaked in various poisons all year round. We are all serious monks here. How can there be a medicine man?"

"Of course." Yue Lian smiled resolutely, and called Shen Mochi in an unclear manner, "Immortal Lord of the Late Qing Dynasty, do you think so?"

"Late Qing Xianjun? What is the relationship between this medicine man and the late Qing Xianjun?"

"Could it be that the immortal monarch in the late Qing Dynasty was still making medicine in private? I never thought he would be so vicious!"

"It's an embarrassment to our Xianmen. If this matter is true, I must report it to the suzerain when I go back!"

Yue Lian's confident appearance made Shen Mochi feel uneasy, just about to ask her what kind of bullshit she was, when Yue Lian shook her head and explained it to everyone as if she was understanding.

"Of course not, how could the immortals in the late Qing Dynasty do such vicious things as betraying their masters.

In fact, the medicine man I am talking about is a bit special. He is exactly the immortal king in the late Qing Dynasty who has been taking the elixir for hundreds of years. "

"What?! In the late Qing Dynasty, the immortals were medicine men?"

"Can the blood of the immortal emperor in the late Qing Dynasty save these plagued people?"

The disciples of Changling Sect were full of disbelief, but the guards and people in Lincheng looked at Shen Mochi with pleading eyes as if they saw it.

Although there is no cure for the disease, we still have to try it. What if it works?
"That's right, at the end of the Qing Dynasty, Xianjun took all kinds of panacea all the year round. His physique has already become special. He is no different from mermaids. Using his blood can save them."

"Xianjun in the late Qing Dynasty, you are a benevolent doctor, you will definitely not treat these people with death?"

As she said that, Yue Lian thought she had the chance to win, and she winked playfully at Shen Mochi.

Obviously the same action, but Shen Mochi felt that the heroine was extremely disgusting and irritating when she did it, and the little villain was too cute to parry.

"Where did you hear about the method? If you bear a grudge against Feng Benjun for not helping you in the late Qing Dynasty, there is no need to use such indecent methods."

"The disciples dare not make fun of the lives of the common people."

Yue Lian knew that Shen Mochi didn't believe it, and didn't know about it, but so what?
In this life, she wants everyone to know that Shen Mochi is a treasure of heaven and earth, so why would he want to offend her?
"Master, isn't what the disciple said is wrong?" Yue Lian turned her head and looked at Immortal Qing Yu with aggrieved eyes.

The white-haired man frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Yue Lian is not afraid of the possibility."

No matter what, the cultivation base has been restored at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and it will not matter if some blood is injected.

With Qingyu Xianjun's approval, the people around seemed to be sure that Shen Mochi was a medicine man who could save everyone, and they all looked at Shen Mochi aggressively.

"Master Xianjun, please save everyone!"

"I beg you, Xianjun, to save my child!"

"Senior at the end of the Qing Dynasty, you can't ignore death, just let a little blood go."

"My lord, if you don't want to, just let that fish demon go. You can't leave us alone."

"You are not allowed to bully brother!"

Among the noisy booing, there was a voice that was particularly clear.

Lan Yaoyao opened her arms, guarding against those people like a hen guarding her chicks.

"Yaoyao can give you blood, Yaoyao will save you, you are not allowed to bully brother!"

"Saving people is fine, but bloodletting is not."

Shen Mochi pressed down Lan Yaoyao's open hands, and he looked at the people around him and firmly stated his decision.

As a god, he can save people, but saving people must be voluntary on his own initiative, and no one can force him.

Shenyuan's divine beast had never taught him that if he is a god, he must save all living beings.

"How can we save us without the blood of Xianjun and Yuren? We don't want to die yet!"

When the plagued man heard Shen Mochi's words, the hope that had just appeared in his heart was shattered, and his eyes were red.

Anyway, they can't kill them, and they can't watch the opportunity pass by.

The people who were sitting on the ground slowly stood up one by one, and approached Shen Mochi unsteadily, with fierce eyes, like the last struggle of a wild beast before dying.

The gods want to save the world, but the world wants to drag the gods down from the altar.

That's about it.

Lan Yaoyao hugged Shen Mochi's neck tightly, and glanced at the surrounding humans, with a flash of killing intent in her eyes.

That's why the sharks live deep in the sea and hate mortals.

Seeing those mortals approaching a little bit, Shen Mochi wanted to push them away with spiritual power, but suddenly sent out a spiritual stagnation.

He looked up at Immortal Qingyu in disbelief: "Are you sneaking up on me?!"

Unexpectedly, a person like the hero who is as cool as the breeze, the moon, and the ice and snow would do such a nasty thing!

"At the end of the Qing Dynasty, I knew that I was no match for you, and it was my fault for making such a terrible move, but the people in Lincheng must be saved.

Don't worry, just take some blood. "

"Hypocritical villain." Shen Mochi was almost disgusted by the male lead's words that he was forced not to hurt you.

"Xianjun, I'm sorry." Seeing that Shen Mochi's spiritual power had been sealed, Yue Lian immediately took out her natal spirit sword and approached him.

The mortals rushed forward quietly backed away to make way for Yue Lian, but they were still blocked around, as if they were afraid that Shen Mochi and Yuren would run away.

Fuck!I didn't expect the hero and heroine to be so dangerous.

The strings in Shen Mochi's heart suddenly tensed, and just as he was about to ask these trashes to let the villain go, let go of his own blood, when he heard a cold tone in his ear.

"There are 10 people in Lincheng, and there are thousands of infected people in this village alone. Even if one person has a mouthful of blood, you, an immortal in the late Qing Dynasty, will be released as a human being, right?
Your human race is really generous to others as always, and relieves others' worries? "

"Yaoyao, you..." Shen Mochi turned his head mechanically, looking at the girl who was being held by him.

Is this voice coming from Yaoyao?Shouldn't Yaoyao's voice be soft and milky?

"Brother at the end of Qing Dynasty, Yaoyao is here." Lan Yaoyao patted Shen Mochi's back, Shen Mochi felt pain in the back of his hand, and subconsciously let go.

After landing, Lan Yaoyao's figure quickly twitched: "You humans are really boring. It was the same a hundred years ago, and it will be the same a hundred years later. When can you change your pattern?"

"Lan Yaoyao! You! How could you!"

Yue Lian looked at the unacceptable retreat of the person in front of him who had exactly the same appearance and temperament as the Mieshi Fish Demon in the previous life.

Now there are still more than 1000 years before Lan Yaoyao becomes a big demon. At this time, Lan Yaoyao is still struggling in the quagmire, and she shouldn't look like this!

"You seem to know me very well, which makes me a little curious." Lan Yaoyao raised her hand and touched it.

Being stared at by such a pair of golden eyes, Yue Lian's back felt cold, she retreated to Qingyu Xianjun, grabbed Qingyu Xianjun's hand, and urged eagerly.

"Master, run away! Let's run away! Lan Yaoyao is very strong! Come on! Let's go!"

Oh shit, the vest is off