Fighter of the Destiny

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

There is no mention of this method in Sanqian Daozang, and there are no relevant records in medical science. No one has ever used that method. It sounds ridiculous and makes no sense. But he felt increasingly strongly that that approach might work. If his guess was true, then just like what Xu Yourong said just now... it would be difficult for anyone he didn't want to die.

But it doesn't necessarily work, and my 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 to tell you in advance later. I hope you won't be too surprised then.

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

She is not afraid of death, that's why she was so indifferent before. However, when you suddenly see hope in despair, everyone will have some emotional fluctuations. You cannot treat it as child's play, so you should be cautious.

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

This is a very famous saying. She thought he was trying to make a joke here, so she looked at him helplessly, thinking to herself that she had said it many times along the way, you don't have the talent to joke, why would you bother yourself?

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

Chen Changsheng started to roll up his sleeves. Halfway through, he found that the piled cuffs were in the way, so he simply took off his clothes.

Many days ago, because Xu Yourong was afraid of the cold, his coat had been wrapped around her body, leaving only a close-fitting piece of clothing that was easy to take off. Soon he took off his clothes, held the dagger, and was about to cut into his wrist.

A hand grasped his left wrist and stopped it in front of the dagger's edge.

You...want to give me blood?

She stared into his eyes and said very seriously: Although I haven't told you that my bloodline is different from ordinary people, you should know that the blood of those monster beasts along the way is useless to me, so why try again?

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

What's going on? she asked.

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

The corners of Xu Yourong's lips were slightly raised, and it was a slightly mocking smile - she was not laughing at Chen Changsheng's wishful thinking, but mocking herself. The Tianfeng true blood flowing in her body was the source of all power and glory. However, when she lost During those times of true blood, she discovered that Tianfeng's true blood had changed from her pride to the cause of her death.

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

A cry of surprise rang out in the mausoleum!

Chen Changsheng didn't pay attention to her wishes, and directly took her hand away, and slashed her wrist with the dagger.

He bathed in dragon's blood in the cold world under Beixinqiao, which was even more perfect than the most perfect marrow cleansing. From then on, he possessed unimaginable strength and speed, and even more unimaginable physical strength. With these, he was able to survive in the great dynasty. He defeated so many geniuses in succession in the examination, until he finally got the first place in the imperial examination.

If it were an ordinary weapon, even some of the magic weapons on the Hundred Weapons List, it would be difficult for him to cut his own 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, but failed to leave a wound on the surface of his body. This was the reason why.

But the dagger in his hand does.

This dagger was a gift given to him by the rest of his senior brothers when he left the old temple in Xining Town. It looked extremely ordinary and had no name in the world. It was not even listed on the Hundred Weapons List, but Chen Changsheng had never seen it before. A sword sharper than that. No matter it is Tang Sanliu's Wenshui Sword or the Lishan Sword on Qijian's waist, they are not as good as it.

With a soft hiss, a straight red line appeared on his wrist, and then the line expanded to both sides at a speed visible to the naked eye. Blood gushes from the wound and is about to drip.

He had already sheathed the sword underneath.

Silently, his blood slowly flowed into the scabbard.

What exactly do you want to do? Xu Yourong was very angry because he didn't listen to himself and because he was so stubborn.

Then, she smelled a faint fragrance.

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

After the fragrance is smelled, it will undergo countless changes, sometimes strong and sometimes light, sometimes clear and sometimes strong.

Sometimes it smells like flowers, sometimes like honey, sometimes like new fruits just grown in the garden, still green but already scented.

What does this smell like?

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

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

As time went on, she felt more.

It is the most evil temptation and the purest sweetness.

The oldest yet the freshest.

Absolutely wonderful.

It is an extremely complex and vivid breath of life.

That is unimaginably powerful vitality.

Xu Yourong looked at Chen Changsheng, shocked and speechless. You must know that even Zhou Dufu's tomb could not give her such a big shock... What kind of blood is this? Who are you? are you human?

Thinking about these things, she fell asleep.

It wasn't the scene before her eyes and the smell of blood that made her unable to bear the mental shock, but the fact that Chen Changsheng had already quietly inserted the golden needle into her Hegu point beforehand.

He explained to her what method he would use to save her. He just wanted to tell her this, but it didn't mean that he needed her to watch him do it. In order for her to maintain a calm state of mind, letting her fall asleep is the best option. At the same time, this also ensures 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 doesn't know how she will react after smelling his own blood.

Time passed slowly, the blood on his wrist gradually solidified, and the wound gradually closed. He had never done such a thing, and he didn't know if there was enough blood in the scabbard. To be on the safe side, he did not hesitate to pick up the dagger and cut the wound again, even deeper... It hurt a little, but Still within the tolerable range.

So, it was repeated four times.

Blood flowed 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 blurry.

Are you dizzy? Why hasn't this been discovered before? After a while, when he sobered up, he realized that it was not because he was bleeding or because he was hungry, but because he was bleeding too much.

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

He tied the wound on his wrist tightly with a strip of cloth to ensure that it would not affect his movements or allow blood to flow out. Then he walked to Xu Yourong's side and unbuttoned the front of her dress, revealing her white neck and smooth On her shoulder, the fingers of his left hand gently touched her skin, and he followed slowly with the dagger in his right hand.

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

right here.

He held the dagger, pressed it against it and thrust it in with a little force.

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(I have been out of town these days, but I am able to insist on updating twice a day. This is thanks to everyone’s supervision. In addition, the chapter names are very good.)