Seeing that the little tiger was a little bit of a rhythm to hang, Qin Yao was sour and panicked in his heart, holding this little guy completely at a loss.

The wound on its leg was still bleeding, and its fur was charred as charred, and it looked so distressing. And the little guy's involuntary trembling and trembling made Qin Yao feel even more uncomfortable.

"Wake up!"

"Don't wake up, sleep ......" is a little thing that screws his mouth until he dies.

What should I do? Qin Yao was so anxious that he accidentally stepped on something, but it was a "corpse". It's just that this "corpse" moved again, and it turned out to be a faculty member who had been refining Rose Dew just now. Although this unlucky ghost left the dungeon with Hiddink just now, he was knocked over by the oncoming white and black outside.

And after seeing him, Qin Yao's head lit up - blood!

Didn't the little tiger still want to taste the "dragon's blood" just now? Of course, it must have been a joke, but now it undoubtedly reminded Qin Yao. His body has a super self-healing ability, so can he use his own blood to reduce the little tiger's injuries?

Thinking of this, Qin Yao did not hesitate to slash his wrist. Don't think it's self-inflicted, in fact this guy has to find this kind of place that bleeds the most, because if you are not careful, the wound will heal.

As a result, three cuts were made in a row, and only then did a small cup of blood be gathered. Placed in front of the weak little tiger, the little tiger licked a few sips in a daze, and then reluctantly drank it.

The wound seems to have improved slightly, but it is not noticeable.

But the effect should still be there, it seems that the rhythm of white and black jitter has also been reduced a little.

Qin Yao thought about it, if he followed the current slowing down, even if he put all the blood away, it was estimated that he would be able to save the little tiger.

But how could the effect of making Rose Dew just now be so good? It was even the blood of an ordinary inferior true descendant, but it could make Lady Marta significantly improve the effect of maintaining her appearance.

Could it be that the problem is in refining?

Thinking of this, he took the initiative to remove the stealth effect, of course, which startled the dizzy guy just now. Qin Yao grabbed him and scolded, "Do you know Chinese?!"

This guy is also smart, and from Qin Yao's appearance and the broadcast just now, he knows Qin Yao's identity. Although he didn't understand, he desperately shook the other companion awake. This is also the guy who made rosedew with him, but he knows Mandarin.

The second priest, Conti, stammered in fright, but Mandarin was okay.

Qin Yao: "Tell me honestly, can the kind of blood you refine treat the wounded?"

Conte nodded: "Yes, sure...... I beg the adults not to kill us, and we will cooperate completely. ”

The guy next to him tugged at Conte's sleeve and seemed to mumble a few words, this detail was discovered by Qin Yao, and he immediately asked what he was discussing.

Conte wanted to lie, but he couldn't stop Qin Yao's angry might, so he honestly confessed: "My partner suspects that the effect of Rose Dew's blood will not work...... After all, the high-level remnants here are gone, and it is difficult to collect blood. Moreover, the blood of low-level relics is not very effective against high-level relics, and of course it should not be effective for intelligent beasts. But the effect is definitely there, adults must not worry......"

This thing's desire to survive is still quite strong.

But Qin Yao felt a little relieved, because he judged that what the other party said should be the truth.

It's as if the rose dew just refined comes from the blood of an inferior true descendant, and the effect on Hiddink is obvious, and it is estimated that it is mainly used as a tonic. But for the ordinary man's Marta, the effect is almost immediate.

Similarly, even if the blood of ordinary relics multiplies the "medicinal effect" after refining, it is difficult to treat a powerful intelligent beast like Bai and Hei. But Qin Yao was different, what flowed from his body was dragon blood.

"Use mine!" Qin Yao stretched out his wrist.

Both guys were stunned. Conte trembled and said, "The blood in your body is all drained, and you can only refine two cups." Even if you refine a cup, you have to put half of the blood, which ......"

Qin Yao knew that this was the truth, just now he had seen with his own eyes the process of the other party's bloodletting, as well as the process of refining two cups of rose dew in a copper kettle.

Without hesitation, Qin Yao asked them to take the copper kettle, one knife after another. Mommy knew at this time the side effect of super self-healing, that is, the wound healed too quickly! Before the bloodletting was in a tea cup, it would scab over immediately, and another cut would have to be made. This is still a cut of a large blood vessel, and it hurts to think about it.

Bai Jiahei watched Qin Yao cut one after another on the side, and he didn't know what the little guy was feeling in his heart, and his little head rubbed on his paws. Will tigers shed tears, too?

finally made most of the pot, and Qin Yao also felt that he was a little dizzy and tinnitus. Although the remnants are powerful, it is also because they rely on strong blood. And the process of bloodletting just now will undoubtedly make him lose a lot of blood and energy, and it is also the most difficult to recover. It can be said that not only is the physical body weak, but even the power of the spell will decrease.

The two guys who were refining blood hurriedly got busy, and they didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. Find a place to store the Cores, as each refinement requires the energy of three Cores. Qin Yao saw that there were more than twenty in the small cabinet, so he naturally laughed, anyway, Conte and the others didn't dare to say anything.

The process of refining was not cumbersome, even Qin Yao himself could learn it, and Conte did not dare to hide the way of refining. The reason why two or three people are working together is because their spells are not powerful enough. In fact, if Qin Yao did it himself, one person would be enough, he was just not very familiar with the refining process.

Qin Yao suddenly found that if this effect was good, then he would be a mobile ambulance in the future. Bleed yourself and refine it...... It's so sour.

Finally, the refining was over, and after opening the lid of the pot, a burst of blood qi rushed into the sky, which frightened Conte and almost missed.

The two of them were really scared to pee, wondering if they had failed to refine? They had never encountered such a strong and pungent blood qi, it was simply chili water, was this still blood?

But when they poured it into the transparent crystal cup, the two of them were dumbfounded to see that the blood in the cup was almost half golden, but there was some faint blood red in the goldenness.

Qin Yao was also a little dumbfounded: "This is my blood?"

Conte corrected: "To be exact, the result of your blood refining. Adult blood estimation...... It is estimated that it is rare in the world, so the color after refining is not the same. Generally, when the blood of the descendants is refined, there will be some faint amber yellow, and after the blood of the true descendants is refined, it will appear obvious amber in the crimson. But my lord's blood ......"

Forget it, we've got to this point, you have to give it a try.

Of course, Conte and the others were also scared, if the heart path had no effect, or even had the opposite effect, would Lord Qin Yao burst out and kill people? I heard that this is a super strong man who has defeated the Blood Sect in a row, and has also fought with the bloodthirsty Jiao of the Reverse Realm. Even if they are a little weaker after blood loss, they will still be like strangling bed bugs to strangle Conte.

Qin Yao "took" the white and black and held it in the palm of his left hand, and slowly poured the wine glass into its mouth with his right hand, as if feeding medicine to a seriously ill patient.

"Phew, it's spicy...... Don't drink ......"

Qin Yao had a black line.

The little tiger finally held back the spicy drink and drank it, but then immediately said: I will never make up my mind about your blood in the future, it is too bad to drink, what a broken thing, even if the old lady drinks Professor Lin's footwashing water in the future, she will not drink your chili water blood......

After complaining a lot, and becoming more and more fluent, Qin Yao's eyes began to light up, knowing that the medicinal effect of his blood had been produced! When did this broken tiger start to have a poor mouth and a broken mouth, it basically proved that he was almost in spirit!

Sure enough, the wound on the little guy's leg was healing quickly, at a speed visible to the naked eye. The charred fur also began to fall off and scab off, revealing a new white skin, and the tiger hair began to grow rapidly.

"This girl is not allowed to look at it before she grows up, stinky rascal!"

Hehe.

This process lasted about ten minutes, and finally Bai Jiahe's injuries were all healed, and he was replaced with a beautiful new hair, and even his spirit seemed to be shocked. It's just that his physical strength is still weak, and his combat effectiveness must be affected a little, but this kind of treatment effect has greatly exceeded Qin Yao's expectations.

Bai Jiahe lazily lay in the palm of his hand, this time it was not a return to the light, just a simple fatigue after the initial recovery from a serious illness. Qin Yao carefully put it in his arms, and finally settled down in his heart.

The more time passes, the deeper his relationship with Bai and Black becomes. has gone beyond the relationship between master and servant, but is a combat companion, and of course, a pair of bad friends in life. Now, once one person and one tiger are missing, the life of the other seems to be incomplete.

"Congratulations to Lord Qin! Congratulations to Lord Tiger!" Conte and the two nodded their heads again and again, hoping to take advantage of this invitation to let Qin Yao let them go.

But Qin Yao didn't let them go, but sat on the chair that Ms. Marta was sitting on just now. The throne-like throne cannot be sitting, because the attack of the Holy Light just happened to hit there, and a huge hole was punched.

"Conte, come here. Qin Yao said. It's rare to meet a guy who understands Chinese, so ask carefully this time.

Conte came over trembling and honest.

Qin Yao: "Let me ask you, when De Jong and Enrique were here, were there any important treasures in this underground palace?"

Conte nodded fiercely with a strong desire to survive: "Yes! It's in a closet on this wall." The villain didn't know what was inside, but Master Enrique placed it very solemnly at that time, and asked Master Hiddink to take care of it. If something goes wrong, ask them about their heads. ”

Even Hiddink's head isn't worth the money, so it looks stable.

It's just that the closet is made invisible, and Qin Yao didn't find it just now. Let Conte take it to this wall, only to find that it is a sculpture with a twist behind it. But even if you open it, you need a key. A large, heavy iron safe that is very sturdy.

Qin Yao: "Where's the key?"

Conte: "At Master Hiddink's." ”

Qin Yao: "......"