Seeing the three big bowls, Xiantu was a little scared and stammered when he spoke. I only heard Xiantu stammering and pointed to the big bowl and asked the medicine king: "Real person, this, this can't be the bowl of bloodletting, right?" Are you going to fill these three bowls with my blood? ”

The medicine king stroked his beard and said: "That's right, Childe, this is the first step to save Cheng Qiansui, hard work, please let Childe bleed to save people." ”

"Wait a minute, real person, if you bleed like this, I'm afraid that you will save Cheng Qiansui and lose Xue Aiqing, please think twice about this life for a life." Li Shimin said with some concern.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, the poor road not only wants Cheng Qiansui to be resurrected, but it will not hurt a single hair of the son, but the process is a little cruel, if the emperor feels uncomfortable, please also ask the emperor to move." The Medicine King replied.

"Whoosh", there was an extra dagger in the medicine king's hand, this dagger exuded a cold cold light, making people shudder, is this the rhythm of killing pigs? Xiantu thought to himself.

"Come on, Childe, it will be even more difficult to save Chitose if you delay time."

"Brother Zhenren, you're not mistaken, how much CC blood does it take to fill the whole bowl, I was born with faintness, I think you, as a doctor, should know about this disease." Xiantu said nervously, his legs still trembling.

"Poor Dao understands, Poor Dao understands that it is really cruel to let Childe go through the pain of bloodletting, but Childe, you must also understand that this is the only way to save Chitose Lord, and there is no other way." After the medicine king finished speaking, he turned around, and it seemed that he couldn't bear to treat Xiantu like this.

"Okay real person, I'll let it, I'll bleed." After Xiantu finished speaking, he walked over and picked up the dagger in the medicine king's hand, looking at the big bowl on the table, Xiantu waved the dagger and cut it at his wrist, this cut didn't matter, Xiantu's face was full of sweat in pain.

Li Shimin covered his eyes with his sleeves, and he was afraid to look at Xiantu, Mrs. Cheng and Mrs. Luo stayed in the house as relatives and friends, seeing this scene, Mrs. Cheng actually fainted, Mrs. Luo stepped forward and pressed the center of the person and raised the eyebrows with a needle (raised eyebrows: the ancients had a low level of medical care, and usually used a needle to puncture the center of the eyebrows and bleed to treat fainting patients. After a while, Mrs. Cheng woke up with a sigh, and it seemed that her eyebrows were piercing and her heart hurt.

Seeing that the first bowl of blood was about to be filled, Xiantu's lips turned pale, looking like a soldier who was short of water in the Battle of Shangganling.

In this way, I was weak and weak to put the two bowls, but by the third bowl, the blood was dripping very slowly, maybe the platelets in the body began to act to protect the blood in the body.

Xiantu watched the blood drip more and more slowly, and said weakly to the medicine king: "Real person, how can this blood drip so slowly?" ”

The Medicine King got up and walked to Xiantu, and when he saw this scene, he cast a spell and recited a few spells to seal the bleeding wrist, and in an instant the wrist was not even a wound. It's just that there was too much blood, and Xiantu fell to the ground weakly.

Li Shimin and Mrs. Luo hurriedly stepped forward to help them up, while the Medicine King kept casting spells on the two bowls filled with blood on the side, and the spells were incomprehensible.

"First picture, first picture, son, wake up." Mrs. Luo shouted anxiously.

"Virtuous nephew, virtuous nephew," Li Shimin also called.

Mrs. Cheng wiped her tears and said to herself: "Son, my godmother can't stand you, I didn't expect you to be so filial, my godmother has always misunderstood you, my godmother can't stand you!" ”

Xiantu was lying on the ground, his breathing was weak, his pulse was beating from time to time, his pale lips were thick with dry skin, and no matter who was shouting, Xiantu couldn't hear the slightest sound.

After casting a spell on the two large bowls of blood, the medicine king hurriedly walked to Xiantu, waving the dust and reciting the spell, the white light from the dust was integrated into Xiantu's body again and again, but it seemed that he had lost too much blood, but Xiantu did not get any better, and the medicine king frowned again and again, enough to lock the eyebrows.

"Real person, this, didn't you say that you won't hurt Xue Xian's nephew? But why can't he wake up? Li Shimin asked nervously at the Medicine King.

The medicine king did not answer Li Shimin's words, but just tried hard to save Xiantu, but the dust was waved again and again, Xiantu's chapped lips and weak body did not get any better, the medicine king wiped the beads of sweat and stopped waving the dust, and everyone knew that something was wrong when they saw this situation.

Mrs. Luo stepped forward and knelt in front of the medicine king, and said pleadingly: "Medicine King, real person, please, please be sure to save the first attempt, the old body is willing to use his own blood to save him, if you use blood, use the blood of the old body." ”

Mrs. Cheng also crawled and knelt in front of the Medicine King, crying and pleading: "Medicine King, and my blood can also be used, if you use it, use mine, you must save Xiantu, we have wronged him." ”

Seeing them all like this, the Medicine King shook his head and said: "It's the negligence of the poor Dao, and he actually forgot to seal the eight veins of the Child's Qi Jing, and at this time, the tendons and veins are all broken, and there is no way to return to the sky." ”

As soon as the medicine king's words fell, the house suddenly cried earth-shatteringly, Mrs. Luo shook Xiantu and shouted his name, Mrs. Cheng cried several times and fainted, Li Shimin looked at Xiantu blankly, and the tears in the corners of his eyes flowed out without obeying.

The medicine king knelt on the ground, kowtowed three heads to Xiantu, and confessed to himself: "I'm sorry Xingjun, because the poor Dao carelessly caused you to lose your life, and now the poor Dao can only disobey the heavens to go to the underworld to find you, although this will make the poor Dao eliminate the three flowers on the top, the five qi in the chest, and even return to the underworld like you to wait for reincarnation, but as long as you can save you, the poor Dao will have no regrets." ”

After the medicine king finished speaking, he said to Li Shimin: "Shengshang, now the son is gone because of the poor road, and the poor road should be responsible for saving the son, this time the poor road will trespass into the underworld, and I hope that the saint will take care of our bodies, if we do not return in seven days, please ask the saint to bury me and the other three together."

"No, real person, you can't go again, it's not your fault, and real people don't have to blame themselves, this is the will of God, the will of heaven that we can't resist, and everyone won't blame you." Li Shimin said to the Medicine King, for fear that the Medicine King would leave again.

At this time, Li Shimin can no longer withstand any blows, Cheng Qiansui's departure has made him feel painful, and now Xiantu, who has always been optimistic, has also gone, and he has to keep the medicine king no matter what.

"Holy Lord, the poor Dao has made up his mind, and I hope that the Holy One will take good care of my body, and the poor Dao will go." The Medicine King said to play, so he walked to the corner of the wall and crossed his legs, waving the dust, only to see a white light burst out of the Medicine King's body, straight into the sky.