Chapter Seventy-Seven: My Blood
She struggled for a long time, and finally sighed heavily and said, "I saved her just to repay her love, it has nothing to do with anyone, you get up." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Bachu looked happy and stood up.
Looking at the gauze on both hands, the wounds on her body had not healed, and now she had to add new wounds, she laughed at herself, took out the dagger from her arms, and was about to slash it at her wrist.
Saving people with blood was not a whim of Wen Sheng, but she once inadvertently injured herself by practicing a sword, and happened to be licked off the blood on the ground by a languishing yellow dog, and suddenly ran away in good spirits.
Coupled with the strangeness of her body, Wen Sheng felt that her blood was anything but unusual, after all, in the novel, I often saw that after someone took the peerless elixir, his blood also became a perfect tonic.
For the sake of the blood relatives of this body, why do you regret this little blood?
And Fei Ziyan is the earliest acquaintance with her, and one of the people who know her best, let Baqiu come, he has long expected that my blood is different from ordinary people, after the doctors were powerless against Gu Changqing, in order to save the goddess who had been haunted by his dreams for many years, so he did not hesitate to come to ask for my blood?
Wen Sheng wanted to look up to the sky and laugh, this time her heart was completely sober, the wind in early spring was still cold, which made Wen Sheng feel a little chilly, and she pulled out her dagger.
Suddenly, a strong force suddenly grabbed Wen Sheng's hand holding the dagger, and when she looked up, it was Wu Hui with an angry face.
"What is this?"
"With my blood, I can cure Gu Changqing's disease."
Wu Huo looked at Baqiu and sneered: "Fei Ziyan has a good plan, he doesn't dare to show his head and let you come, he wants to use Wen Sheng's blood to save his new good-looking?" Why didn't he use the thousand-year-old jade lingzhi of his Feijia Fort! β
When Baqiu saw Wu Hui coming, he lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.
"It's only three or four days away from Feijiabao here, I think he still has time to go back, you tell him, Wen Sheng's blood, he Feiziyan can't afford it, and he's not qualified to ask for it."
Wen Sheng looked at Wu Hui, who was strongly defending her beside her, her eyes were a little sour, and a warm current rose in her heart, which made people want to get closer, but she still stood up.
"Brother Wu, I didn't save Gu Changqing for anyone, but because I wanted to repay her a favor, Baqiu is right, if it weren't for me, she wouldn't have this catastrophe at all, and she may be my sister, although I can't remember the memories I once had."
Wu Huo looked at Wen Sheng, his brows were like a dead knot, and his face was like an iceberg.
Wen Sheng smiled and pressed his hand between his eyebrows: "Brother Wu, frowning will make people get old, if you are afraid of seeing blood, you can turn around and not look at it." β
Wu Huo looked at her, she couldn't get angry at all, she never thought that she would have such a day, just a smile from others, and a simple sentence calmed her emotions, and even took it for granted, it was incredible.
After seeing Wu Hui's gentle complexion, she took out the dagger and gently slashed it at her wrist, and the red blood immediately flowed out, and she took it with a jade bottle.
When the jade bottle was filled with one-third of the blood, Wen Sheng had already pressed his hand on the wound before Wu Huo could change his face.
"Baqiu, this blood can save Gu Changqing, although I saved Gu Changqing and returned her favor, it is not the main purpose, you go back and tell Gu Changqing, I saved her life, no matter what grievances there are in the past, all kinds of grievances will be written off."
As she spoke, she handed the jade bottle to Baqiu, and went back to the house with Wu Huo to bandage the wound.
Baqiu caught the jade bottle and looked at the backs of the two of them, in his opinion, Miss Wen is true temperament, dare to love and hate and be decisive enough, such a woman is really good, but the world is impermanent.
He walked to the door of Gu Changqing's room, and the person next to him said to him before he came out, Baqiu nodded, and simply stood outside the door and waited.
It wasn't long before he heard movement in the room and slammed the door lightly.
Fei Ziyan's slightly tired voice came from the house: "Come in." β
Baqiu took a deep breath, he was ready to be punished, opened the door and walked in.
Fei Ziyan in the room looked tired, there was a trace of sweat on his forehead, and when he saw that it was Baqiu, he smiled and said, "Ah Scar, but what's the matter?" β
"Little castle master, I asked for an antidote for the ancient girl, you don't have to work so hard in the future." Baqiu carefully placed the jade bottle in front of Fei Ziyan.
Looking at the faintly visible red liquid in the crystal clear white jade bottle, he wondered what it was.
Baqiu bowed his head and said, "I heard that the little castle master once said to himself that Miss Wen's body is different from ordinary people, and her blood is probably extremely wonderful, so Baqiu just went to ask for Miss Wen's blood." β
"Baqiu can't bear to consume himself like this again, so he only thinks of such a way."
Fei Ziyan's face suddenly sank, his eyes stared at Baqiu, an oppressive low pressure diffused in the room, he looked at Gu Changqing, who was sleeping next to him, and walked out with a jade bottle.
Baqiu followed closely, gently closed the door, and followed Fei Ziyan to the courtyard.
"Who gave you the guts to go to Wen Sheng!" Fei Ziyan looked at Baqiu and shouted.
"Little castle master, I am the one who makes the claim myself, how you want to punish me, I admit it." Baqiu knelt on the ground and looked at Fei Ziyan and said.
"You obviously know everything why you still do these things, do you see that Wen Sheng's injuries are still few, her injuries have not healed now, you are unexpectedly!" Fei Ziyan said and punched over.
Baqiu didn't avoid or dodge Fei Ziyan's punch, he snorted, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face remained unchanged.
"The subordinates are just thinking about the little castle master, if you don't fully understand the ancient girl's illness, in the long run, the little castle master will not be able to support it, even if you come again, Baqiu will still do it."
"Baqiu, you and I grew up together, I never regarded you as a subordinate, do you think you can make decisions for me?"
"The subordinates don't dare."
Fei Ziyan was silent, he knew Baqiu very well, as the owner of the small castle of Feijia Fort, he did a good job of sharing the worries of his master, but as a man who owed Wen Sheng in his heart, he undoubtedly gave himself a slap in the face.
"I punished you for not eating for seven days for this matter, can you be convinced?"
"The subordinates are convinced."
Fei Ziyan looked at the jade bottle with red liquid in his hand, and after a long time, he said, "What did Wen Sheng say? β
Baqiu's eyes showed a look of memory, and he told Wen Sheng's words one by one, including Wu Hui, who appeared later, word for word.
"Old man? Newcomer? Hehe......"
Fei Ziyan smiled bitterly, he felt the determination of Chu Wensheng to separate from himself, but why did his heart hurt so much, different from the pain on the cliff that he thought he would never see her again, this time it was full of unspeakable bitterness and soreness, and the guilt and self-blame in his heart overflowed, filling his whole body with the flow of blood vessels.
He was completely wrong, the woman's love for him so easily made him not feel precious, just like treating Wen Sheng like an ordinary woman, even if Wen Sheng had told him that she was different from others, but he didn't take it seriously, and he thought that he could have the best of both worlds, but he didn't know that from the time he made this move, Wen Sheng had already made up his mind, even if he regretted turning around now, he might not be able to get her forgiveness.