Chapter 156 Why is it gone again?
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Lai Yi Bei Chen Duo Duo
Chapter 156 Why is it gone again?
A secret room in the hall of worship.
Qin Wushuang, who had been stripped of all his clothes, sat cross-legged on the stone bed,
Breathing evenly under closed eyes,
But the facial expression is very stiff,
It's like losing the agility of the past like a soul coming out of the body.
And across from him,
Qian Renxue wore a gold silk dress with a stand-up collar, with a hint of sadness in her plain expression.
she didn't move,
Just quietly looking at Qin Wushuang on the stone bed,
Light white fingertips across his handsome face,
There is no warmth in the cool touch.
"Wu Shuang..."
"I said I'd save you..."
Qian Renxue muttered to herself, her eyes full of hope.
The scallion-white fingertips all the way down from his face,
across his throat, collarbone, chest,
till the end,
Qian Renxue pressed her body tightly against Qin Wushuang's back,
The whole secret room is filled with endless nostalgia.
After a long time,
Only then did Qian Renxue slowly raise her right hand, revealing a snow-white and crystal-clear wrist.
A holy angel's light flashed across Hao's wrist,
In an instant,
The golden divine blood spurted out along the wound pierced by the angel's light,
All poured on Qin Wushuang's body,
From the top of his head, trickling down like golden silk,
Gradually spread all over the body.
During this process, Qian Renxue,
The delicate and pretty face quickly turned pale,
It wasn't until the golden divine blood soaked Qin Wushuang that she quickly bandaged herself to stop the bleeding.
At the same time, he quickly took out various spiritual plants to replenish Qi and blood,
Eat it up and down.
But even so, Qian Renxue's pale complexion did not recover much,
Still bloodless, the state has become very sluggish.
After doing all this,
Qian Renxue did not pause at all, instilling soul power into his body,
Help him refine the golden blood on the surface of his body.
All this in a few words,
But in fact, it takes a lot of time, especially the scene of watching the blood being drawn from one's body,
If it were any other ordinary person, he would have been scared to death long ago.
However, Qian Renxue did not, except that her face was still pale,
The look in the pupils is still firm.
As time passed minute by minute, until visible to the naked eye,
The golden blood on the surface of his body was gradually refined and disappeared,
Only then did Qian Renxue take back the released soul power.
However, at this time, she
His face has become more haggard, and he has even become a little exhausted.
Originally delicate and pretty, her face was like gold paper, and her lips became chapped due to the loss of divine blood.
The whole person looked as if he was about to wither.
"Wu Shuang..."
"This is the first day, and I will definitely let you recover."
she murmured,
The voice was weak and hoarse, but more determined.
the next day.
Qian Renxue just opened the bandaged wound,
What caught the eye was a golden bloodstain,
The thick and broken blood vessels can even be vaguely seen in the rolled up flesh and blood.
If it wasn't for the soul power to lock and connect, Qian Renxue would have died completely due to continuous bleeding as early as yesterday.
This time, she still did not hesitate,
When I raised my hand, an angel's light cut through the wound again,
The golden divine blood gushed out like a pillar again, pouring down from the top of Qin Wushuang's head.
On the third day,
On the fourth day,
Day [-]...
Eighth day.
At this moment, Qian Renxue was lying powerlessly on the edge of the stone bed,
As if the seventies and eighties are about to run out of fuel,
Even the golden strands of hair are no longer full of divine brilliance,
Become as dull as withered grass.
She raised her head with difficulty, revealing a profile that should have been stunning,
Now, the skin is loose like an old woman, and there are even a few sparse wrinkles.
Beauty no longer,
The former glory dissipated in just a few days as the divine blood was drawn out of his body over and over again.
But even so,
Her eyes were always clear, always full of determination.
"Wu Shuang..."
"Today is...the eighth day..."
"Tomorrow your soul will recover."
she opened her mouth,
The sound was weak and hoarse, as if something was stuck in the throat.
Old woman,
At this time, she was really old like an old woman,
But she didn't regret it at all.
As she said before,
As long as there is any way to save Wushuang, she is willing to do it, even if it costs her own life.
She raised her arms again with difficulty,
The wrist is already densely covered with wounds with rolled flesh.
this was the other day,
Originally, the wound seemed to be unable to squeeze out the divine blood.
She is very unwilling,
The wound cut off again with a short dagger.
Fortunately, in the end, she finally squeezed out a few drops of golden blood from the rolled flesh,
Only then did the places on Qin Wushuang's body that were not covered in blood be filled.
Squeeze, squeeze,
She couldn't squeeze a drop of divine blood from the wound,
"Does it look like I'm really dry?"
She murmured to herself and cast her eyes on the other arm.
on that arm,
Impressively, there are also some bloody cuts, but I can still feel it faintly,
There is blood flowing in it.
"Can it last until tomorrow?"
She asked herself softly,
He grabbed a spiritual plant that nourishes blood and nourished qi and chewed it.
But I just chewed it twice and spit it out again.
Two snow-white and crystal-clear teeth appeared in the residue.
As the blood in the body dries up,
Qian Renxue's body has more or less appeared many problems,
Such as premature aging, tooth loss, wrinkled skin, extreme physical weakness and so on.
But she doesn't care much about these things.
she only cares,
Wushuang, will he wake up tomorrow?
"Actually, I was thinking about it the first time we met."
"Why is this kid so arrogant, I have already told him to stop, but he still killed so many of my subordinates."
she frowned,
While smearing the squeezed golden blood on Qin Wushuang's body, he talked to himself and recalled the first encounter between the two.
This is also the habit she has developed these days.
Used to share the pain of forcibly squeezing the divine blood from the wound.
"Wu Shuang, do you know..."
"If I hadn't been able to expose it at that time, I really wanted to take you and give you a good spanking..."
"It really pissed me off..."
Speaking of which,
Qian Renxue paused slightly, then frowned and said,
"Why is there no more?"
She picked up the short dagger without hesitation, and skillfully cut a bloody gash on her arm again.
Immediately,
There are traces of light golden blood seeping out from the wound.
Qian Renxue immediately smiled, extremely happy.
She even hummed,
Brushing the palm soaked in golden divine blood across Qin Wushuang's chest.
But her divine blood is limited after all,
It didn't take long before the blood on the arm where the cut was just cut dried up.
Can't get out anymore.
At this time,
On Qian Renxue's arms,
It was already densely packed with wounds of blood and flesh rolled over.
"What should I do, it's a little bit worse today..."
Looking at the ground that has not yet been smeared with blood,
Qian Renxue frowned,
Finally, his eyes fell on his legs.
……
(End of this chapter)
A secret room in the hall of worship.
Qin Wushuang, who had been stripped of all his clothes, sat cross-legged on the stone bed,
Breathing evenly under closed eyes,
But the facial expression is very stiff,
It's like losing the agility of the past like a soul coming out of the body.
And across from him,
Qian Renxue wore a gold silk dress with a stand-up collar, with a hint of sadness in her plain expression.
she didn't move,
Just quietly looking at Qin Wushuang on the stone bed,
Light white fingertips across his handsome face,
There is no warmth in the cool touch.
"Wu Shuang..."
"I said I'd save you..."
Qian Renxue muttered to herself, her eyes full of hope.
The scallion-white fingertips all the way down from his face,
across his throat, collarbone, chest,
till the end,
Qian Renxue pressed her body tightly against Qin Wushuang's back,
The whole secret room is filled with endless nostalgia.
After a long time,
Only then did Qian Renxue slowly raise her right hand, revealing a snow-white and crystal-clear wrist.
A holy angel's light flashed across Hao's wrist,
In an instant,
The golden divine blood spurted out along the wound pierced by the angel's light,
All poured on Qin Wushuang's body,
From the top of his head, trickling down like golden silk,
Gradually spread all over the body.
During this process, Qian Renxue,
The delicate and pretty face quickly turned pale,
It wasn't until the golden divine blood soaked Qin Wushuang that she quickly bandaged herself to stop the bleeding.
At the same time, he quickly took out various spiritual plants to replenish Qi and blood,
Eat it up and down.
But even so, Qian Renxue's pale complexion did not recover much,
Still bloodless, the state has become very sluggish.
After doing all this,
Qian Renxue did not pause at all, instilling soul power into his body,
Help him refine the golden blood on the surface of his body.
All this in a few words,
But in fact, it takes a lot of time, especially the scene of watching the blood being drawn from one's body,
If it were any other ordinary person, he would have been scared to death long ago.
However, Qian Renxue did not, except that her face was still pale,
The look in the pupils is still firm.
As time passed minute by minute, until visible to the naked eye,
The golden blood on the surface of his body was gradually refined and disappeared,
Only then did Qian Renxue take back the released soul power.
However, at this time, she
His face has become more haggard, and he has even become a little exhausted.
Originally delicate and pretty, her face was like gold paper, and her lips became chapped due to the loss of divine blood.
The whole person looked as if he was about to wither.
"Wu Shuang..."
"This is the first day, and I will definitely let you recover."
she murmured,
The voice was weak and hoarse, but more determined.
the next day.
Qian Renxue just opened the bandaged wound,
What caught the eye was a golden bloodstain,
The thick and broken blood vessels can even be vaguely seen in the rolled up flesh and blood.
If it wasn't for the soul power to lock and connect, Qian Renxue would have died completely due to continuous bleeding as early as yesterday.
This time, she still did not hesitate,
When I raised my hand, an angel's light cut through the wound again,
The golden divine blood gushed out like a pillar again, pouring down from the top of Qin Wushuang's head.
On the third day,
On the fourth day,
Day [-]...
Eighth day.
At this moment, Qian Renxue was lying powerlessly on the edge of the stone bed,
As if the seventies and eighties are about to run out of fuel,
Even the golden strands of hair are no longer full of divine brilliance,
Become as dull as withered grass.
She raised her head with difficulty, revealing a profile that should have been stunning,
Now, the skin is loose like an old woman, and there are even a few sparse wrinkles.
Beauty no longer,
The former glory dissipated in just a few days as the divine blood was drawn out of his body over and over again.
But even so,
Her eyes were always clear, always full of determination.
"Wu Shuang..."
"Today is...the eighth day..."
"Tomorrow your soul will recover."
she opened her mouth,
The sound was weak and hoarse, as if something was stuck in the throat.
Old woman,
At this time, she was really old like an old woman,
But she didn't regret it at all.
As she said before,
As long as there is any way to save Wushuang, she is willing to do it, even if it costs her own life.
She raised her arms again with difficulty,
The wrist is already densely covered with wounds with rolled flesh.
this was the other day,
Originally, the wound seemed to be unable to squeeze out the divine blood.
She is very unwilling,
The wound cut off again with a short dagger.
Fortunately, in the end, she finally squeezed out a few drops of golden blood from the rolled flesh,
Only then did the places on Qin Wushuang's body that were not covered in blood be filled.
Squeeze, squeeze,
She couldn't squeeze a drop of divine blood from the wound,
"Does it look like I'm really dry?"
She murmured to herself and cast her eyes on the other arm.
on that arm,
Impressively, there are also some bloody cuts, but I can still feel it faintly,
There is blood flowing in it.
"Can it last until tomorrow?"
She asked herself softly,
He grabbed a spiritual plant that nourishes blood and nourished qi and chewed it.
But I just chewed it twice and spit it out again.
Two snow-white and crystal-clear teeth appeared in the residue.
As the blood in the body dries up,
Qian Renxue's body has more or less appeared many problems,
Such as premature aging, tooth loss, wrinkled skin, extreme physical weakness and so on.
But she doesn't care much about these things.
she only cares,
Wushuang, will he wake up tomorrow?
"Actually, I was thinking about it the first time we met."
"Why is this kid so arrogant, I have already told him to stop, but he still killed so many of my subordinates."
she frowned,
While smearing the squeezed golden blood on Qin Wushuang's body, he talked to himself and recalled the first encounter between the two.
This is also the habit she has developed these days.
Used to share the pain of forcibly squeezing the divine blood from the wound.
"Wu Shuang, do you know..."
"If I hadn't been able to expose it at that time, I really wanted to take you and give you a good spanking..."
"It really pissed me off..."
Speaking of which,
Qian Renxue paused slightly, then frowned and said,
"Why is there no more?"
She picked up the short dagger without hesitation, and skillfully cut a bloody gash on her arm again.
Immediately,
There are traces of light golden blood seeping out from the wound.
Qian Renxue immediately smiled, extremely happy.
She even hummed,
Brushing the palm soaked in golden divine blood across Qin Wushuang's chest.
But her divine blood is limited after all,
It didn't take long before the blood on the arm where the cut was just cut dried up.
Can't get out anymore.
At this time,
On Qian Renxue's arms,
It was already densely packed with wounds of blood and flesh rolled over.
"What should I do, it's a little bit worse today..."
Looking at the ground that has not yet been smeared with blood,
Qian Renxue frowned,
Finally, his eyes fell on his legs.
……
(End of this chapter)
