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When the juice of the Seven Turns Xuanjing Grass was refined, Yun Qingyue flicked Mingyi's blood bead down into the alchemy furnace. book network . v o d t . c o m

Yun Qingyue saw that the red blood beads and the green juice quickly fused together, and instead of putting the herbs in place, she took out the small tube that she had asked for from Yu Qingzi earlier that could automatically take blood while controlling the fire.

She initially rolled up her sleeves to make it easier to get blood.

At this time, she used her hand that did not need to control the fire to pierce the blood vessels of her arm quickly and accurately, and a small column of blood spurted out.

When Yeyun and Qianyu saw this scene, their bodies unconsciously leaned forward, as if they wanted to see more clearly.

Yun Qingyue didn't tell them about the step of taking blood, so seeing her sticking a tube into her arm with a blank face, their hearts were very uncomfortable.

I saw that she pulled out the small thin tube in an orderly manner, and while controlling the small pillar of blood to fly towards the alchemy furnace.

Watching the blood pillar slowly pour into the yellow juice, wait until the yellow juice turns a few times in the alchemy furnace before Yun Qingyue puts in another medicinal material.

Her movements are smooth, as if with the nature of the clouds, which makes people attracted by her, and their eyes are reluctant to take their eyes off her.

After the juice of the second and third medicinal herbs was refined again and fused with the previous juice, Yun Qingyue took out the small tube again, took out a small stream of blood again with a blank face, and poured it into the alchemy furnace.

When Yeyun and Qianyu saw this, their eyes showed worry.

Because they thought that this time they were using ninety-nine eighty-one medicinal materials, if she was like now, refining several medicinal materials had to be mixed with some of her own blood, then how many times would she have to prick herself.

I've heard that it doesn't hurt much to take blood from a tube, but it's a cruel thing to ask a woman to take blood by herself like this.

In Yeyun and Qianyu's worries, Yun Qingyue refined two other medicinal materials, and this time she took more blood than the previous two times.

It's not that Yeyun is sharp-eyed, but that Yun Qingyue controls the blood column perfectly every time, and as long as the arc is longer, it is easy to see.

Yeyun clenched the saber at his waist, and Qianyu's hand opened and clenched.

At this time, they finally knew that Yun Qingyue had told them in advance that they couldn't interrupt her.

When Yun Qingyue took blood for the third time, Mingyi's brows finally furrowed imperceptibly.

He wanted to speak, but thinking that Yun Qingyue had just asked him to keep quiet after her alchemy began, and what kind of literacy did he take out to suppress him, he obviously guessed that he would have some doubts, so he used the agitation method to attack him first.

Although the thin tube will only leave a small red dot to take blood, one arm is also like an elbow and brachial socket, and there are blood vessels to facilitate blood drawing, but it will not flow too much at once.

If she punctured the artery in her wrist, she was worried that it would affect her control of the Danhuo.

When she pricked more than a dozen times, she was already covered with red spots, and it was difficult to find a good place, so Yun Qingyue had to change to the other side.

When there was no place to tie the other side, Yun Qingyue gritted her teeth and had to switch back to her original hand.

After a few more punctures in the same place, her elbow socket had begun to turn bruised, so she switched to another hand.

When the third round pierced all the same places again, Yun Qingyue no longer planned to change it.

Because the elbow socket was already red and swollen, if she wanted to change hands, she was worried that it would affect the speed of blood collection and the control of Danhuo.

So she could only grit her teeth and strike again at the red and swollen area.

After a few times, she was already sweating profusely, and she could only keep reminding herself to focus and focus.

Gradually, she threw herself into the realm of selflessness, and every cell in her body was feeling the Danhuo and the fusion of those medicinal liquids.

Unbeknownst to her, her every move at this time was deeply imprinted in the minds of the men present.

Gently but firmly, she plunged the thin tube into her own flesh and into their hearts.

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