Ling Xingyue suddenly thought that her mother had told him that the blood of the spirit cat clan can condense the soul and reunite the spiritual power, but this reunited body only has the external form of the body, and has no body consciousness, that is, the blood of the spirit cat can collect spiritual power and regenerate the soul of the scattered things, but the reborn body does not have its own consciousness, it can only make its body immortal.

And the blood on the forehead is the most effective, that is, the blood condensation between the eyebrows is the strongest.

Ling Xingyue seemed to vaguely remember that she had taught herself a blood curse in anger, and said at that time that unless she was already worried about her life, she should never use it to continue her life, because it would hurt her body very much.

Ling Xingyue leaned over to pick up the fallen coat, draped Lan Keman again, and then stretched out her hand to grasp Lan Keman's cold fingers.

Ling Xingyue pulled Lan Keman towards the futon, and the blood still fell to the ground, and there were actually two or three places on the ground where the dripping ground also grew the glittering grassland Qixi grass.

In this way, Ling Xingyue kept walking, and the delicate grass bloomed under his feet like a lotus, the scene was very weird, but it was also very beautiful.

Finally arrived at the futon, Lan Keman shivered due to the cold and wanted to untie the narrow waist ear tied around his waist to bandage the wound on Ling Xingyue's palm, Ling Xingyue did not refuse, he just sat gently on Lan Keman's side.

Then with the long white slender fingers that were not yet injured, he gently hugged Lan Keman's shaved back and kissed her.

The silky touch of the night melted on the lips like maple sugar, and it took about a long poem to reluctantly move away.

Ling Xingyue's forehead was against Lan Keman's forehead, and the tip of her nose brushed against Lan Keman's soft nose, and she let out a low sigh.

"Man'er, do you like the rain a lot? Do you like rainy days? Ling Xingyue asked Lan Keman with a smile.

"Well, I like it very much, I like it until my heart aches, I can't tell."

Lan Keman had already let go of his bandaged hands, and now he began to gently wipe Ling Xingyue's small and deep wound.

While wiping, he replied:

"I especially like to hold the 12-joint oil-paper bamboo umbrella through the rain and fog, and hear the sound of them falling on the umbrella surface one by one, whenever this happens, I will have a faint sadness of happiness."

"I can't say it well, maybe this kind of words itself sounds contradictory."

Lan Keman tied the waist spike tightly, and carefully tied a bow out, Ling Xingyue suddenly smiled when she saw it, and felt that Lan Keman was very cute.

Ling Xingyue rubbed Lan Keman's hair that was scattered on his back, and he had a match, and he chatted softly with Lan Keman, while secretly exercising his skills, turning the little spiritual power he had left into a blazing body temperature that was continuously flowing towards Lan Keman.

After another moment, Lan Keman, who had already turned into a man, crawled comfortably on Ling Xingyue's arm, rubbed on his arm like a kitten, and unconsciously fell into a trance of dark sweet dreams.

In that dream, he seemed to hear Ling Xingyue's muffled snort as if she had been pierced by a sharp object, Lan Keman had gone through so many things, but she didn't wake up and turned around, she couldn't support it anymore, and fell into a deep sleep.

Lan Keman woke up from this trance dream again, and found that Ling Xingyue was slowly touching the top of his hair with his lips, and he was lying comfortably and warmly in Ling Xingyue's arms, and Ling Xingyue's palm was actually holding a fragrant pill.

"What is this?" Lan Keman asked in surprise.

"This is the Qixi Pill, just now I have used the alchemy blood spell to make this Qixi Pill for you, when I take a short rest and adjust my spiritual power, I can take it with you, and when the time comes, you can continue your life for at least three days."

"I don't have much spiritual power left, so I'm worried that you will be weaker and more physically depleted because of the cold, so I will use the blood between my foreheads to train the Qixi Pill for you in advance, so that when you can't bear it anymore, you can take it to replenish your physical strength."

Ling Xingyue replied slowly with a slight breath.

"So you don't have to worry about the blood mark on my forehead, it's okay, just take a little, no need to worry about it."

"And the spiritual power of the grassland Tanabata grass in your body has also been absorbed out and condensed into this pill, so there will be no more flavors of Tanabata grass on your body in the future!

And don't worry, after you take this elixir, you will definitely not emit the spiritual power of the spirit grass again, because I have used my spiritual power to surround and suppress the spiritual power of the Qixi grass, and you will not have the smell of that cat grass on your body in the future! ”

Speaking of this, Ling Xingyue suddenly burst out laughing.

Ling Xingyue was worried that Lan Keman's heart would hurt him again, so she simply spoke up first and gave Lan Keman a reassuring pill.

He deliberately cast the spirit cat's calming spell just now, causing Lan Keman to fall asleep, just because he didn't want Lan Keman to see how he cut the blood from his forehead, wrote a blood spell, and at the same time refined this Tanabata Grass Blood Pill.

He didn't want Lan Keman to know that in order to get more of the Grassland Tanabata Grass Body, he had to stab his wrist deeply to condense the spiritual power of all the Qixi Grass in the cave.

Ling Xingyue knew how important the spiritual sense of this Qixi Grass was to the Snow Maiden, so she would seal this jade cave to prevent that spiritual sense from leaking out, but now she had to do it as a last resort.

Ling Xingyue only took the spiritual power of the grassland Qixi grass, not the spiritual sense, although this required more blood between the foreheads to write blood spells, but Ling Xingyue was worried that if the Snow Maiden was angry in the future, she might find herself and Lan Keman, and the gods were furious, at that time, even if she and Lan Keman were lucky enough to escape this time, she would still have Lan Keman's life saved on that day.

Therefore, Ling Xingyue still tried her best, and finally got this Blood Curse Qixi Pill.

Ling Xingyue crossed his knees to adjust his internal breath and trim his spiritual power, he knew that his spiritual power was really running out, I was afraid that if this continued, he would not even be able to go up to the wall of the jade cave alone, let alone break the seal.

Since it had become a fact that she couldn't go out, Ling Xingyue thought that why not let Lan Keman spend the little time he had left happily and comfortably.

After Ling Xingyue adjusted her breath, she took Lan Keman into her arms again, and then continued to transfer the blazing temperature towards Lan Keman

Lan Keman looked at the wound on Ling Xingyue's forehead, although he heard this, he still stroked the blood mark worriedly, he didn't dare to use force, and carried it very slightly, because Lan Keman found that although the wound was small and the blood had coagulated, he could still see that the wound was very deep.

Then, Lan Keman found that there was also a deep wound on the wrist of Ling Xingyue's injured hand, and his heart ached, so he quickly untied his waist seal again, and gently tied Ling Xingyue with both hands.

As if he was afraid that Ling Xingyue would feel pain, he leaned his small mouth over, blew lightly a few times, and finally stroked his fingers a few times.