The Blood Pill is no different from the heart of a normal person to the Blood Rakshasa, and it is impossible for a person to live again when he has no heart.

The little Rakshasa is willing to spit out blood pills for the Rakshasa King, and even the head of the Sang family understands the meaning, and the little thing hopes that the Rakshasa King will leave with its blood pill and use its blood pill to heal his wounds.

The head of the Sang family not far away was simply a little stunned, the little rakshasa who fed on blood would actually make such a move before he died.

After seeing the little Rakshasa vomiting blood pill, the grief and despair in the eyes of the Rakshasa King almost crushed his backbone, he couldn't wait to feed the blood pill back to it, he wanted to help Sang Chonghua kill it!

However, he couldn't do anything, the tendons and veins that were eroded by the poison seemed to be blocked, the true qi couldn't run, and the dantian seemed to be solidified, and he couldn't raise the slightest internal force.

But what's the use of that?

The little rakshasa still closed his eyes in front of him.

"Ahh

The head of the Sang family kicked him back into the water, bowed down, picked up the blood pill on the ground, and smiled triumphantly: "This blood pill is mine, the condition is not bad, I originally thought of digging up your blood pill, but now, I can have two." ”

As he spoke, he unceremoniously kicked the body of the little Rakshasa aside, pulled out his dagger, and grabbed the Rakshasa King in the water.

Just as he was about to dig out the blood pill of the Rakshasa King with a dagger, a terrifying aura suddenly came from the direction of the Stygian Mountain, his face changed, and he immediately let go and stood up: "Go!" ”

The head of the Sang family left with the Huang guards and all the masters of the Sang family.

As soon as they left on the front foot, Sikong Ye and Yan Jiuchao rushed to the back foot, both of them were in retreat in the secret room today, isolated from all the breath of the outside world, and they rushed to find out when they heard the roar of the suspected Rakshasa King.

The Rakshasa King was poisoned and couldn't exert his breath, so there was no thick bloody gas near the Stygian Mountain, which is why the two felt suspicious, and they couldn't be sure that it was the Rakshasa King himself.

To the surprise of the two, not only was the Rakshasa King seriously injured and immersed in the water, but even the little Rakshasa on the shore seemed to be completely out of breath.

Yan Jiuchao pinched the wrist of the little rakshasa and used his internal force to swim in its veins, and then his face sank and said, "Its blood pill is gone." ”

"What?" Sikong Ye, who had just fished the Rakshasa King out of the water, was a meal.

"It's out of gas." Yan Jiuchao said, he stood up and looked in the direction where the head of the Sang family and his party left, "Are you going to kill them?" ”

Sikong Ye looked at the dying Rakshasa King, and then looked at the little Rakshasa who had lost his breath, and immediately said, "It's important to save people!" ”

Yan Jiuchao hugged the little Rakshasa up, this child had been looking thin, but now he was out of breath, and the group was even more thin and pitiful in his arms, Yan Jiuchao frowned, held its fingers tightly, and returned to Chaoyang Hall with light skills.

Lao Cui Tou is taking a bath again, and he is ruthlessly broken in, this is really a rhythm that is not guaranteed for the late season!

"You, you...... How can you kid be virtuous with that girl! Old Cui Tou hid behind the screen, shaking and dressing in clothes, while gritting his teeth and scolding.

"What's going on?" Yu Wan heard the news, and when she crossed the threshold, she saw the little rakshasa in Yan Jiuchao's arms, and her face changed, "What's wrong with it?" ”

"Its Blood Pill is gone." Yan Jiu said.

Yu Wan hurriedly lifted its top, saw that its belly was intact, and wondered: "It's not a ...... that people dig up."

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Without waiting for Yu Wan to figure out why, Sikong Ye also entered the house with the Rakshasa King.

Yu Wan glanced back and became more and more puzzled: "The Rakshasa King is also injured?" ”

Doubts are doubts, she still quickly entered the state of treatment, she cleaned up the big treatment table, asked Grandpa Tai to put the Rakshasa King on the treatment table, and cleaned the things on the half-immortal table, spread a cashmere blanket, and put the little Rakshasa on it.

The little rakshasa was already out of breath, but Yu Wan still persistently fed it a pill to bring back the dead, the so-called resurrection of the dead is not really to revive the dead thoroughly, but only a temporary heart stop, resulting in a state of suspended animation before a patient can be picked up a life.

Yu Wan didn't know if the little Rakshasa was the former or the latter, but no matter what, she would never give up until the last moment.

On the way here, Yan Jiuchao and Sikong Ye have been continuously inputting internal force for the little Rakshasa and the Rakshasa King, and the secret of immortality is the technique of restraining the Rakshasa and repairing the Rakshasa to some extent, but the situation of the two is too unoptimistic, their internal force can only remain in its original state and not deteriorate, and it is not so easy to save it.

Grandma, Qingyan, Yingliu and others also rushed over.

"Ah, how can this be?" Ying Liu asked in great surprise, if it weren't for Sikong Ancestor's heavy face, he would probably think that the Ancestor had injured the Rakshasa King and the little Rakshasa like this.

Lao Cuitou checked the pulse of the two, and his gray eyebrows twisted: "It's a little tricky......"

"How?" Yu Wan asked.

Lao Cui Tou said: "They have been poisoned by chronic poison, and the Rakshasa King has accumulated deep poison, and his skills cannot be used, and he has lost too much blood, and his condition is critical; Although the little Rakshasa is still shallowly poisoned, it has no blood pill, and the situation is more critical than that of the Rakshasa King. ”

To put it bluntly, neither of them may be able to save this life.

If it must be protected, it can only be the king of Paul.

After understanding what Lao Cui Tou meant, Yu Wan's heart and liver twitched, she looked at the pale little guy on the table, and said in disbelief: "Is it really hopeless?" ”

As a mother, there is nothing more difficult to accept than a child passing away in front of herself, not to mention, this is a child who has saved her life and Yu Dabao, she has thought that she wants to raise it, treat it as her own, and let it become the younger brother of the three little ones, but such a person, in an instant, said that it was gone......

Old Cui Tou was also very sad, and he sighed helplessly: "It has no blood pill, and it can't live." ”

"Grandma, is there anything you can do?" Yu Wan looked at Grandma on the side.

Grandma shook her head regretfully: "The Blood Rakshasa can't do without the Blood Pill, they are evil things, the master will become a waste person at most without the Inner Pill, but the Blood Rakshasa will become a dead person without the Blood Pill." ”

All things in heaven and earth are mutually reinforcing, and the strength of the Blood Rakshasa has never been without a price.

When everyone was worried, the Rakshasa King on the medical table suddenly opened his eyes, he slowly turned his head, looked at the unconscious little Rakshasa again, and then looked at Sikong Ye beside him, raised his hand tremblingly with all his strength, grabbed Sikong Ye's hand, and covered his dantian.

Sikong Ye was stunned: "You ......"

The Rakshasa King looked at him pleadingly, his injuries were too serious for him to speak, but his eyes, Sikong Ye understood, and he said clearly: "Put ...... It's mine...... Blood Pill ...... Give it ......"

The Rakshasa King is a proud man, he can be defeated, he can be humiliated, and he can stay in a cave for decades just to practice an evil skill, but he never bows his head to anyone, let alone pleads to his sworn enemy.

His man lay there critically ill, but all his aura knelt down, he trampled his pride under his feet, and he looked pleadingly at this man who he had never wanted to lower his posture in front of him all his life.

Sikong Ye was stunned for a moment, if he said that he had never cared about Sang Qiuhan, until Sang Qiuhan became a Blood Rakshasa , but when it really came to this moment, he really looked at him correctly, and it was really at this moment that he felt that Sang Qiuhan was qualified to be his opponent from the bottom of his heart.

They had made an appointment for a three-day battle because he had to go, and now he wanted to go from the bottom of his heart and with a kind of respect for his opponent.

Unfortunately, I can't go.

This man admitted defeat in front of him, but Sikong Ye felt that at the moment of admitting defeat, Sang Qiuhan had actually won.

Sang Qiuhan's biggest enemy is himself, he has won himself, and he has won the demons of so many years.

"Do you really want to dig up the blood pill of the Rakshasa King? Don't want it......" Old Cui Tou said as he handed over the dagger.

Everyone: "......"

Old Cui Tou cleared his throat and said: "But I want to remind you that even if you dig up his blood pill, you may not be able to save the little rakshasa, the blood pill of the rakshasa king is too powerful, and the little rakshasa may not be able to withstand it, at that time, the worst result may be that the little rakshasa is not saved, and the rakshasa king is also dead." ”

These words were ostensibly said to Sikong Ye and his party, but they were actually addressed to the Rakshasa King.

Sikong Ye looked at the Rakshasa King and sighed, "Did you hear that? There is a high probability of failure. ”

The Rakshasa King pleaded and shook Sikong Ye's hand.

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