"Brother Ye, are you going to... I left the underground gym a private room. Huang Kunpeng was surprised, Ye Ning and the three of them came to Danman Country easily, although the business was not done, but as the host, he was still ready to entertain him, especially the unique nightlife project of Danman Country.

A few days ago, Ye Ning politely refused for one reason or another, and today everything has been arranged, but now, Ye Ning and the two seem to have the intention of skimming their legs.

"Kunpeng, you and Holm are friends, right?" Ye Ning asked inexplicably.

Huang Kunpeng nodded affirmatively: "Yes, Ye Ning, you don't have to have a psychological burden, my Huang family has something to do, I am very grateful that you can come, whether it is successful or not, I don't force it... I've been friends with Holm for more than a decade, and I'm bald, right?"

Holm knew that Huang Kunpeng was too careful, so he said: "Nonsense, I won't go around the bend with you, I want you to help with something tonight, wait a while, you still go to the underground boxing stadium, how to play tonight, it's best to have fun all night, however, if someone from your Huang family calls you and asks me and Brother Ye, you say that you have arranged a few women for the two of us and are doing errands." ”

Huang Kunpeng has a good brain, and when he heard this, he roughly understood the meaning, Holm wanted to cover himself, although he didn't know the reason, he didn't ask deeply, and said: "I understand what you mean, don't worry." ”

Ten minutes later, the BMW came to the foot of the mountain, pulled over into a small road and stopped, Ye Ning and the others immediately got out of the car, and in a few blinks, they disappeared.

......

The night was deep, a bright moon hung high, and there were no stars in sight.

Huang's manor, a large garden of 1,000 square meters behind the main building, in the southwest corner of the garden, there is a miniature version of the castle, only two stories high, the arc roof is made of a whole piece of glass, the outer wall is circled, and there are more than 20 windows with high and low staggered windows.

This small castle is the place where the old man practices every day, and is regarded as the forbidden place of the Huang family.

At half past ten, Meng Jiao and the three of them entered the garden under the guidance of the housekeeper, and went along the winding cross road in the direction of the castle, and the surroundings were so quiet as if they were asleep.

"Dobdo. Stopping in front of the quaint wooden door of the castle, the housekeeper knocked on the door three times, waited for a while, the wooden door opened, Uncle Nian nodded to the housekeeper first, and then swept Meng Jiao and the others, and then made a "please" gesture.

The housekeeper gave way sideways, and after Meng Jiao and the three entered, he silently returned the same way and disappeared into the depths of the night.

The castle is lit with dim lights, the first floor is a hall of more than 200 square meters, the furnishings are very simple, it feels very empty, only the two doors that are connected are tightly closed, there is a round bed with a diameter of three meters in the center, the moonlight is projected through the glass of the dome, just wrapping the round bed in, like a layer of gauze.

The old man was in a deep sleep, lying quietly on the bed, covered with a thin duvet.

Meng Jiao and the three of them did not come to the bed immediately, but sat down on a circle of sofas in the corner of the hall, and a maid served tea.

"Miss Meng, this is where the old man practices on weekdays, because the old man has negative blood, and when he is treated later, I will ask my subordinates to turn off the lights, turn off the floor heating, and only light electronic candles. Uncle Nian didn't say hello, he was concise and to the point.

Meng Jiao understood what she meant, and said, "Okay." ”

Negative blood and positive blood are two very special kinds of blood, as a martial cultivator, the former is suitable for cultivating under the moonlight, so that it will get twice the result with half the effort, while the latter is more suitable for cultivating under the sun, and the effect is the same.

Turn off the lights and only use electronic candles for lighting, which can maximize the effect of moonlight, compared to the old man's dependence on moonlight, Meng Jiao is only even more, at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, bathed in moonlight, the blood in her body can be as close to the pure yin standard as possible.

"Mr. Nian, I hope it will officially start at eleven o'clock. Meng Jiao raised her wrist to look at her watch, and it was ten thirty-five at this time.

Uncle Nian simply should be, and let the subordinates prepare.

The lights went out, sixteen electronic candles lit up all around, the warm ground gradually cooled down, the whole hall became a lot quieter, and the room temperature also dropped a lot, giving people a sense of coldness.

Everything was ready, Meng Jiao and the three of them came to the bedside, each in place, while Uncle Nian and the maid stood a little farther away, as quiet as if they didn't exist.

Yan Song took out the five bottles of liquid medicine that had been prepared in advance and fused them in the corresponding ratio, while Meng Jiao took out one of the old man's left hands from the quilt, and gently pressed the two fingers on the vein, closing his eyes and concentrating.

It took five minutes for Meng Jiao to open her eyes, there was a touch of solemnity and incomprehension in her eyes, the condensed thing was that the blood level in the old man's body was lower than when he visited the doctor a few days ago, only half of the normal level was slightly higher, and the weakness of the viscera was also even worse.

Could it be that the Arab is a charlatan?

Meng Jiao thought for a while, shook her head, regained her composure, took out the blood drawing instrument from the medicine box, and took blood samples from Ah Dui and the old man's body respectively, the test results were not accidental, the blood of the two matched each other, and then, she directly took four hundred CC from Ah Dui's body, and then entered the old man's body.

After completing this process, Meng Jiao gave the old man a pulse, the effect was very ideal, the old man only returned to two-thirds of the normal blood level, so she repeated the previous process again, and gave the old man a pulse again, unfortunately, it did not reach four-fifths of the expected normal blood level...

Ah Du was drawn 800 CC of blood, his face had already appeared pale, his hands and feet were a little cold, looking at Meng Jiao's frowning, he realized that he should have encountered some problem, so he asked softly, "Isn't it enough?"

Meng Jiao covered most of her face with a mask, and she couldn't see the specific expression, but there was a trace of entanglement in her eyes when she looked at Ah Dui, and after a while, she said: "It's still a little close, about two hundred CC..." ”

Yan Song suddenly came up, shook his head and said, "Meng Jiao, the difference is two hundred CC, you can't take risks." His attitude is very resolute, his biggest duty on this trip is not to let Meng Jiao make any mistakes, he knows very well how stubborn his cousin is, if it comes to the last moment, she will not be able to make a risky attempt.

With pure yin blood, once it is lower than four-fifths of the normal blood level, the consequences are unpredictable, maybe there are no side effects at all, and there may be a big problem.

"Twilight... Can you give the last two hundred CC?" Yan Song turned his gaze to Twilight, hesitantly begging.

Ah Du was slightly embarrassed and silent, Ye Ning had explained to him that the blood loss of 800 CC was a zero boundary point, and after that, it might affect the future realm improvement...

And just when Meng Jiao and the three of them were struggling to find a solution, Uncle Nian, who was standing quietly like a sculpture not far away, made a gesture of raising his head, looking at the bright moon in the night sky through the glass dome, his eyes flickered slightly, and after staring for a while, he squinted at the wall clock displayed as half past eleven, and then, glanced at the maid beside him, who nodded extremely slightly, and quietly turned away.

(End of chapter)