Tianchi Medical Village is very different today.

Since the beginning of the hour, Tianchi Medical Village has closed its doors and will not accept customers.

In the deepest part of the medical village, in the small courtyard where Mr. Miaoharu rests, there is a huge stone room.

Li Jiancheng and the others stood quietly outside the stone and waited.

Sima Jiu and Nalan Lingyun stood in a corner of the stone room, looking at the center of the stone room with their eyes.

In the center of the stone room, there was a wooden barrel soaked in strange flowers and plants, Sima Ruohua soaked in the barrel, only his head was exposed, and the White Yam King and Mr. Miaochun were placed on his left and right.

"Ruohua, next, I will let you sleep for a while, remember, after a while, you can't have the slightest resistance to the next thing in your heart, so that you can achieve twice the result with half the effort." Mr. Miaochun whispered to Sima Ruohua.

Sima Ruohua nodded slightly.

At this time, the white yam king Zhengse said: "The marrow is the root of blood, but today, we want to use the power of the blood vein to pour the marrow bed and repair the residual marrow." ”

"The stronger Sima Jiu's bloodline power is, the faster you will wake up. The most dangerous thing is that Sima Jiu's blood does not blend with your blood, and Kunlun Cailian helps melt the blood, which is really wonderful. ”

Since talking with Sima Jiu at night that day, the more the White Yam King looked at Sima Jiu, the more pleasing he became.

In order to ensure the treatment effect, before that, the White Yam King even took out a lot of heavenly treasures to replenish Sima Jiu's blood, and Mr. Miaochun's eyelids were beating wildly, and his heart was as reluctant as a knife.

At this time, Sima Jiu felt like a blood cow, full of blood and energy.

Soon after, Mr. Miaochun's sleeve brushed the back of Sima Ruohua's head, and Sima Ruohua fell asleep.

Subsequently, the white yam king and Mr. Miao Chun urged the internal breath.

Suddenly, in the wooden barrel where Sima Ruohua was, the potion immediately boiled, and the color also turned a faint red.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Miaochun's fingertips gently cut through Sima Ruohua's wrist.

Not long after, a few drops of blood dripping from Sima Ruohua's wrist dyed the entire bucket of potion crimson.

"The power of such a strong bloodline, Ruohua's bloodline, it is like some children of the family who have raised it with tonics." The white yam king was amazed.

Gradually, the pots of Chinese medicine became more and more red, and finally, it actually exuded a peculiar taste.

When the smell became stronger, Mr. Miao Chun asked Sima Jiu to cut his wrist and drip the blood flowing into the bucket.

"How can your blood be so colored?" The White Yam King was even more surprised.

"Isn't that the color of blood? Only, mine seems to look a little darker, like black blood. Sima Jiu also felt inexplicable.

As Sima Jiu's blood continued to drip into the wooden barrel, the two elders' internal breath also swallowed faster and faster, and the water level in the wooden barrel slowly dropped, and after a while, the red potion steamed out, forming a dark red blood mist.

"Let Sima Ruohua take Cailian!" Seeing that Sima Ruohua's face was getting redder and redder, the White Yam King beckoned to Nalan Lingyun.

Nalan Lingyun held the Kunlun Cailian and put it into Sima Ruohua's mouth.

I saw that the Kunlun color lotus was much brighter than when the red breeze was sent.

Obviously, Kunlun Cailian has been treated by the unique techniques of doctors.

After a while, Sima Ruohua's face became normal, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Seeing this, the White Yam King glanced at Mr. Miaochun.

The most dangerous time has passed.

Sima Jiu stood on the edge of the barrel, and the black blood on his wrist still fell into the barrel drop by drop.

Although he had released a lot of blood, he did not feel sleepy or tired at all.

The only feeling was the excitement of being about to cure Sima Ruohua's innate marrow disease.

Suddenly, a mutation protruded.

Where Sima Jiu's blood dripped down, the potion suddenly boiled, and the color of the water slowly changed from red to black.

Above the barrel water, some dog-like and wolf-like shadows loomed.

It was also at this time that Sima Ruohua muttered heavily as if he felt some pain.

"What's the situation? The power of this bloodline is so powerful and tyrannical. Mr. Miaochun stepped up his breath and shouted loudly.

She knew that the power of the bloodlines of the world was different, but she didn't expect that there would be a different blood like Sima Jiu.

"Sima Jiu, stop dripping blood, the power of your bloodline is too strong, your sister can't stand it anymore." Seeing that Sima Ruohua's face suddenly turned golden, the White Yam King stopped loudly.

Sima Jiu was anxious, but suddenly found that he couldn't move, and the blood was dripping even faster.

The potion in the barrel also seemed to be boiled, and it kept tumbling.

The young man's body could not move, and he was blessed to his soul, so he immediately consulted the Kyushu staff group.

"Group leader Sima Jiu: Guys, the situation is critical, why is the power of my bloodline so violent, what is the phantom in this water?"

"General Wang Meng: The bloodline of the group leader reminds General Ben of Brother Fu Jian, he is the bloodline of the emperor, but ....... However, the aura of his blood is only pale gold. ”

"Swordsman Jing Ke: In the past, this hero was in Xianyang, and the sword qi pierced King Qin's cheek, and Yingzheng flowed out of such foreign blood."

"Only one person Diao Chan: Little brother, why did you bleed so much, does it hurt?"

"Yasheng Mencius: Blood is the surplus of qi. My Confucianism has always believed that the flesh of benevolent, righteous and brave people must be red, and Yingzheng thinks that it is the excess of the hegemon's energy, so the blood is black, your blood, how can there be a shaking? ”

"Never live up to Cao Mengde: Xiao Jiuzi, your surname is Sima, isn't it ......"

"Group leader Sima Jiu: What is it?"

"Never live up to Cao Mengde: This blood, this prime minister has seen it in Xuchang, at that time, there was a person who knew the secret arts, and the blood of Sima Zhongda was obtained, and it was like this, and the blood showed a wolf-dog-like phantom."

"Never live up to Cao Mengde: This image shows the wolf's heart of this blood master, which just echoes Sima Zhongda's wolf Gu Yingpan, in the eyes of this prime minister, your kid is very kind, isn't it the descendant of the Sima family?"

"Exorcism is too shou Guo Pu: Blood is the most important medium of my Yin and Yang family's arts, people of different blood are either great benevolence or great evil, black blood is very evil, but it is the most evil, to say something offended, why do you think we should prepare the blood of black dogs before we go to the tomb?"

Sima Jiu's heart was in chaos, but he didn't expect that the kid called Sima Jiu in this world was also a person with a big secret.

"Group leader Sima Jiu: Taishou, don't be verbose, if you drag it out any longer, today, I will be here with my sister."

"Mr. Wuliu Tao Yuanming: Group leader, why are you confused when you encounter an emergency, you might as well use the internal breath of the Taoist and medical family you cultivate, and give it a try."

"Sword Saint Pei Min: What you said upstairs is true, quickly use your qi to resist blood, your qi may be the first-class righteous qi in the world, this blood seems to be the blood of great evil, you need to quickly use your qi to suppress the origin in the blood."

......

When Sima Jiu heard this, a white gas and a light gold gushed out from his chest and abdomen, which directly merged into the wooden barrel.

Suddenly, the wolf-like phantom on the water surface slowly disappeared, and the black blood gradually turned back to red.

In the barrel, Sima Ruohua, who was originally frowning, gradually stretched.

At this time, not only the White Yam King, but even Mr. Miaochun had a feeling that this person had an extraordinary background.

Gradually, the potion in the barrel became calmer and calmer.

Not long after, the White Yam King and Mr. Miao Chun tiredly removed their hands and made a silent gesture at Sima Jiu.

Signal him not to speak about today's events.

Sima Jiu saw that his sister Sima Ruohua no longer showed a painful expression, and her face gradually returned to normal, so she was relieved.

Unloaded in one breath, he actually stood unsteadily, and fell straight backwards.