Mi Xiaobei lost too much blood and lost his true yuan, which led to a coma.

The wound on his right ankle was still bubbling out of the snow, and if the bleeding didn't stop in time, his true essence might have dissipated.

"Cheap brother!"

Yuan Qian's shadow floated to Mi Xiaobei's side, squatting down to support Mi Xiaobei, tears raining down.

"Cheap brother...... You...... A lot of blood was shed...... Why...... It's all blue blood......"

"Oi ......"

Mi Xiaobei was woken up by Yuan Qianhao's crying, and said in a leisurely breath: "You hurry up...... and the third master, Yin ...... Wang Yishui and them...... Let's go home. Cheap brother is so cold...... Cheap brother...... It is estimated that it will take a small life...... Lost in this beast......"

"In the Divine Beast?"

A pair of small eyes blinked red, and whispered: "This kid is not mistaken......

"I don't, cheap brother, O'er wants to be with you, life and death together!"

Yuan Qianwei leaned down and hugged Mi Xiaobei's head in his arms.

On his ankles, blood was still bubbling, Mi Xiao's pale face slowly turned a layer of cyan, his breath was leisurely, his mouth was open, but he couldn't speak.

Yuan Qianm's lips trembled, and his heart was broken.

Suddenly yelled at the third and Yin Bohou: "Third master, Wang Yishui, are we still not friends?"

"Friends?"

Rolling Laosan and Yin Bohou suddenly trembled.

Yin Bohou has been in Yuanfu for ten years, and the third brother has been in Yuanfu for five years.

Although they each have ghosts in their hearts, and the purpose of lurking in the Yuan Mansion is not pure, but for Yuan Qianwei, the second lady of the Yuan Mansion, these two people naturally have nothing to say.

Yes, Yuan Qianwei is rude and willful, acting arbitrarily, often practicing with his family and guards, but he is just joking, and he has never killed his subordinates.

Especially for the third child, because of his age, he shouts "third master" when he opens and closes his mouth, and he is respected.

Rolling Laosan and Yin Bohou glanced at each other, and clenched their fists towards Yuan Qianwei in unison: "Miss, it's a little honor for you to treat us as friends." ”

It's strange, one of these two people is a fairy child from the fairy world, and the other is a ghost from the demon realm, one immortal and one demon, and they respect Yuan Qianhao so much.

In fact, they all like to be with Yuan Qianwei in their hearts, and the third brother regards Yuan Qianwei as his little sister, but Yin Bohou has always had a crush on Yuan Qianwei.

Of course, it is said that when he was a guard in the Yuan Mansion, his name was Wang Yishui at that time, and he was a handsome young man with excellent martial arts.

Now, he is just a ghost, with the help of a humanoid skin, trying to disguise himself, cherishing every moment with Yuan Qianhao and Mi Xiaobei.

Yuan Qianwei was so anxious that he yelled: "Don't talk nonsense, I already know your identity, one is from the fairy world, and the other is from ...... Lingshan, I don't care if you are immortals or spirits, demons or monsters, for the sake of getting along with Oi Er for so many years, I ask you to save my brother. ”

Yin Bohou tilted his head instantly.

Yes, he and Yuan Qianwei have been together for ten years, and they have a crush on this little sister who is brutal and humane but has a kind heart. Because of this, he has never sacrificed his original form, has not done anything to be sorry for the Yuan Mansion, and has almost forgotten the mission given to him by the demon.

I didn't expect that I had worked hard for ten years, but I couldn't match the relationship between Mi Xiaobei and Yuan Qianhao.

"Phew, what are you, dare to compete with your master for a woman?"

A voice suddenly sounded in Yin Bohou's heart, he suddenly raised his hand and gave himself a loud slap, ran towards Mi Xiaobei, raised his hand and shook it, and there was an extra dagger in his hand.

"Miss, my master has lost too much blood and needs a blood transfusion, so the slave will transfuse blood for the master!"

At this time, Yin Bohou could speak again.

Say goodbye, raise the knife and be kind to your wrist.

"Slow!"

With a broken drink, the third child also floated to Mi Xiaobei's side and kicked the dagger in Yin Bohou's hand.

He reprimanded angrily: "Yin Bohou, don't you know your identity?" Although your soul and mind have been corrected by Mi Gongzi, your blood ......."

looked at Yihong and Bi Xiaotian, and immediately changed his words and said, "Ahem...... Not suitable for Mi Gongzi, once you transfuse your blood to Mi Gongzi, cough cough cough...... Yin and yang are against each other, but they promote Mi Gongzi even more...... Ahem, not very good......"

He didn't dare to say the word "death", for fear that as soon as he said it, Yuan Qianwei would make an endless fuss.

Yi Hong, who was still standing on the boulder, heard the third man say this, and unconsciously stared at the four people below carefully, eager to completely see through them and dissect their souls.

What the third said is right, this kid's current situation, only by quickly stopping the bleeding and then transfusing can he save his life.

When I looked at Mi Xiaobei's ethereal true yuan, I was surprised: this kid really has the cells of the spirit clan......

But it's not clear enough.

In his true yuan, it is more of a mortal's vulgarity, mixed with wisps of fairy aura, it is completely a complex complex, and it is impossible to tell whether he is from the heavenly realm, the yang realm, or the spirit realm.

Yihong sighed quietly: Alas, after a thousand years of reincarnation, the spirit country archmage of the year, there is not much spirituality left.

In fact, even the Great Mage of the Spirit Kingdom back then may not be able to gain insight into the souls of immortals and ghosts.

At that time, Lu Ling's duty was only to predict the future for the Spirit Clan and help the Spirit Clan cultivate immortality.

"So what to do?"

Yuan Qianwei had already cried into tears, and asked the third child with a handful of snot and tears: "Wang Yishui's blood is not good, yours should be okay, third master, aren't you from the fairy world? Save a person, the gods have a way!"

When Yuan Qianwei said this, the third child was stunned and half-opened his mouth, not daring to speak.

Yes, he is indeed from the heavenly realm, but he is just a small fairy. If you are in the heavenly court, you still have a way, it's a big deal to go to the Shendan Palace and steal a soul reviving pill from the original master, the Shendan Daojun, and everything will be fine with Mi Xiaobei.

But now I can't return to Heaven!

The third princess didn't find it, and there was no trace of the Insight Divine Eye, and even the Insight Divine Monarch Ju Buyang followed him down, if he returned to Heaven, would the right prime minister Zhang Yunpeng spare himself?

However, Mi Xiaobei's blood was almost dry, and the blue on his face was even more intense.

Rolling the third child, like Yihong, can't figure out whether Mi Xiaobei is from the heavenly realm, the yang realm or the spiritual realm, but he only knows that this kid's true yuan is really complicated.

So he said pitifully: "Miss, if you say this, you will embarrass the third child......! I can't save Mi Gongzi......"

Yuan Qianwei also regarded this place as the Yuan Mansion, and also regarded Yin Bohou and Rolling Laosan as her family's guards and housekeepers.

Therefore, he believed that the third man would not dare to lie.

Don't dare to lie, that's what's even more terrifying.

In other words, according to the third person of the roll, everyone can only watch Mi Xiaozhi die of exhaustion.

It's all caused by this monster in front of you.

Yuan Qianwei freed up one hand, took off his coat and put it on the ground, slowly put Mi Xiaobei's head on the coat, and then grabbed the dagger that was kicked away by the rolling old man, stood up, held the dagger with both hands, and suddenly leaned over, and the whole person sprinted towards Bi Xiaotian.

"Ahh

Yihong and the third were stunned.

Jade Crushed Blood Feud, as the name suggests, is a suicidal form of revenge.

Only those who bear the blood and hatred will use their bodies and souls to merge with the weapon, and use the weapon to assassinate the enemy.

Once the assassination is successful, he will become a real weapon, without humanity and emotion.

How did Yuan Qianwei practice such an evil technique?

I don't know if I should be thanked, or if I should blame that Nangong Kanno.