"Wow..." A sharp pain spread in his chest, Yan Song spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at Uncle Nian's eyes in shock and panic, he didn't understand why the latter wanted to sneak attack him?

"Mr. Yan, your Tanzhong acupoint has been sealed by me, and if you forcibly exercise your true qi to try to break through within six hours, your internal organs will be counterattacked, and your internal injuries will be difficult to heal, or you will die on the spot. Uncle Nian said indifferently, without a trace of expression on his face.

"Why did you do that?" Yan Song said as he shuddered as he nestled on the sofa.

"In order not to let you get in the way, you are a guest of the Huang family, I don't want to hurt you, after six hours, your Tanzhong acupoint will be naturally unsealed, and it will heal after a while, and it will have no effect on your future martial arts promotion. Uncle Nian pointed in the direction of the round bed and said, "I'm really sorry, if the old man wants to recover completely, he still needs some Miss Meng's blood." ”

Yan Song's pupils shrank suddenly, he understood Uncle Nian's intentions, his eyes moved as the latter pointed, and the scene he saw made his eyes crack, the old man sat on the bed, and Meng Jiao lay in front of the old man, as if to be slaughtered.

"What are you going to do to Meng Jiao? You have to dare to touch her, the Meng family will not let go of your Huang family, cough cough cough..."

"Compared with the master's physical recovery, everything is worth it, after the fact, the master will give the Meng family a satisfactory reward, Mr. Yan, you can rest here in peace." With that, Yan Song didn't bother anymore and started to leave.

Ah Dui, who was sitting not far away, witnessed Yan Song being seriously injured before, and then heard what Uncle Nian said, and wanted to struggle to stand up, but his hands and feet were as if they were not his own.

On the side of the round big bed, Meng Jiao lay down on the back of the bed because of excessive blood loss and was held by the old man, and he couldn't raise much resistance at all, and the old man didn't make any further moves. ”

Uncle Nian nodded, gestured to the maid, and then sat down cross-legged in front of the bed.

It didn't take long for the sixteen electronic candles illuminated in the hall to go out, surprisingly, the room was not as dim as imagined, and the moon at this moment seemed to be fixed overhead, shining directly through the glass dome, like a gauze clasp, which would be centered on the old man, and all of them were shrouded in a diameter of five meters.

It's not that weird, but it's always a little chilling.

"Old Man Huang, I have already lost 700 CC of blood, and you want another 700 CC, have you ever thought about the consequences?" Meng Jiao raised her head hard and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Miss Meng, I advise you not to try to exercise your true qi, you have already lost seven hundred CC of blood, and being reckless will only cause your internal organs to suffer heavy damage, besides, you are only in the early stage of congenital, and I am in the early stage of Ning Dan, even if I am less than two or three tenths of what I was in my heyday, you will not have the slightest chance. Because he held down Meng Jiao's pulse, the old man clearly felt that Meng Jiao was trying to mobilize his true qi, so he reminded him "kindly", and then said bluntly: "You have no other choice but to cooperate, as long as I can recover, this credit is all on your Meng family's head, and afterwards I will give you a satisfactory return to the Meng family, I can only wronged Miss Meng, blood loss of 1,400 CC is indeed a risk for you, but the old man can guarantee that your life will be absolutely saved." ”

At the end of the sentence, the old man reached out and took the blood drawing instrument next to the bed, and after a while, two hundred CC of blood went to the needle, and the old man took off the mask for Meng Jiao by the way, so as not to obstruct her breathing.

The blood loss broke through the warning line of 800 CC, Meng Jiao's pretty face was completely bloodless, not to mention, her expression became sluggish, her body was soft on the bed as if she was dehydrated, and the state of the whole person was like having exchanged with the old man when she first came.

Injected the 200 CC blood into his body, the old man's palm seal was placed in front of him, his eyes were closed, and the old monk entered the cultivation state as if he was in a state of concentration, and as time went by, his body shook, and the muscles on his face twitched, looking very painful, this was trying to break the mirror.

Tonight is very important for the old man, every time the Ning Dan period is upgraded to a small level, it is said that the exaggeration is similar to the catastrophe, once it fails, it will enter a period of weakness, and it may not be able to recuperate for half a year or a year, however, with Meng Jiao's "canned blood" beside him, the grasp will be more than eighty percent, Meng Jiao's blood is a great supplement for the old man, seven hundred CC is the guaranteed number, if it doesn't work, it will be one thousand CC, and if it doesn't work, it will be one thousand three hundred CC...

Under the great temptation of Xiaocheng who has entered the Ning Dan period, even if he completely tears his face with the Meng family, the old man will not hesitate to do anything, and besides, isn't it the life of a family daughter? In the eyes of the business family, nothing can not be measured by money, the Huang family wants money and money, and if they want medicinal materials, they can't satisfy the appetite of the Meng family.

Twenty minutes later, the old man let out a long breath of turbidity, a touch of fatigue appeared on his face, as if he had experienced a big battle, shook his head regretfully, and picked up the needle again to draw blood for Meng Jiao.

Meng Jiao raised her eyelids very reluctantly, looking at the increasing red blood in the needle, there was a trace of despair and sadness in her eyes, how could she have thought that this trip to the Huang family would most likely become the end of her life.

"Squeak. And just when the blood in the needle tube accumulated more than 100 CC, the wooden door of the castle was pushed open from the outside, and the old man heard the movement, and couldn't help but be shocked, and looked up, only to see three figures walking in one by one.

Uncle Nian, who was sitting in front of the bed to protect the old man, also opened his eyes suddenly, got up quickly, and stared at the three uninvited guests who broke in for no reason like a great enemy, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

"Who are you, how did you get in?" After a while, Uncle Nian asked in a deep voice, one pair of palms had been wrapped in two balls of true qi, ready to fight at any time.

"Mr. Nian, we've met. A slightly old voice came, and as the three figures slowly approached, the moonlight reflected the true faces of the three people, who turned out to be the great astrology master Grod, and his two disciples.

Mr. Nian saw the faces of the other three clearly, his heart was awe-inspiring, his eyes flickered a few times, and he forced himself to calm down: "It turned out to be Master Grode, Master, Miss Meng is treating the old man, it is not appropriate for you to break in for no reason." ”

Master Grod stopped at a distance of ten meters from Uncle Nian, looked around, paused in the sofa area, and finally stared at Meng Jiao, and smiled faintly: "If I guess correctly, this Miss Meng is full of pure yin blood, and Old Man Huang is so extravagant to ask for it, it's too wasteful, it's better to give her to me." ”

(End of chapter)