The further you go, the worse the effect becomes.

I don't know how many times the blood has been diluted.

Everyone wanted to go back to her to get the antidote, but then they thought about how they treated her.

In the end, the desire to survive is always greater than anything else.

I don't know how long I stayed in this dark and damp little cellar, but finally a ray of sunlight came in.

The door, which had been closed for a long time, opened, and the village chief himself came in to apologize to her.

"Shallow girl, I'm really sorry, it's the village chief's grandfather who misunderstood you."

Huang Qianqian had actually arrived a long time ago, and they would come to find him sooner or later.

So I don't feel too angry at the moment.

Because this village had been cornered at that time, he was suddenly seen doing such a thing.

The two of them are the only ones in the whole village, and it is normal to be misunderstood.

"Shallow girl, do you still have that kind of medicine for yourself?"

Although it was indeed a little embarrassing to ask him this kind of question at such a time, he still had to ask it for the sake of the whole village.

"Of course there is, grandpa the village chief, but I can only save ten people a day."

She mixed the blood into the well water only for relief, and if she wanted to recover completely, if there was no medicine, then there was only one way to drink her blood.

And ten people is the maximum amount of blood she loses in a day.

More ...... I'm afraid it's going to be hard to recover.

It wasn't like all the blood she had lost would be restored overnight, if it was more than that dose in a single day.

Then there is a good chance that her life will be in danger.

Hearing that she was willing to save people, the village chief naturally ignored the condition that he could only save ten a day.

The little beggar remained silent beside her, but she seemed to see through everything.

On the first day, she had a very sharp dagger slash through her wrist.

Painlessly, he squeezed out drop after drop of blood, and the bright red blood looked particularly bewitching in the white porcelain bowl.

Under this blood-red permeate, I don't know what kind of dirt is covered.

After about half a bowl of blood, she began to feel a little dizzy, and the wound seemed to be numb from pain when she spoke.

I don't feel it anymore, so why bother talking about pain and not pain.

She walked out into the courtyard with the bowl and looked at the ten villagers lying on the ground.

"Everyone just drink a sip, it's useless to drink too much, but if you drink too much, I won't be able to save ten people today."

The first person, Aunt Wang at the head of the village, took a shallow sip, and the smell of blood was very strong.

Yu Guang also caught a glimpse of the hideous wound on the little girl's wrist, and couldn't help but feel sour.

is worthy of being a child from a big family of cultivating immortals, so graceful and worthy of everyone's admiration.

Just took a shallow sip of this blood, and Aunt Wang felt much more comfortable.

The whole person seems to be no longer so groggy and has become much clearer.

The second person......

Third person......

……

By the time the ninth man arrived, he was terminally ill and had only one breath left.

The life-saving antidote was in front of her, and she didn't seem to know that there was another person behind her.

With that bowl of blood, it's like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, and he won't let go of death again.

It was only when he died that he had to let go.

He drank the amount of two people alone, which made Huang Qianqian very embarrassed.

The man waiting behind was also very displeased.

(End of chapter)