Along the way, Lan Ling'er didn't seem to stop again, she must now rush to Qingcheng Mansion as soon as possible, first, cold-blooded can't be delayed any longer, and second, there are too many things happening along the way, if you don't deal with it as soon as possible, there will be endless troubles.

"Vice President, how long will it take to get to Qingcheng Mansion?" Lan Ling'er's voice reached the ears of the deputy commander through the curtain.

"In another day, we will arrive in Qingcheng." The voice of the deputy commander is still sonorous and powerful, but it is still difficult to hide the fatigue of day and night.

"Hmm." Another day, looking at the cold-blooded face lying next to him became more and more ugly, Lan Ling'er's brows were furrowed tightly, these days, she used her spiritual power to help him control the spread of the virus in his body every day, but the time dragged on for too long, and the spiritual power seemed to be unable to completely control it, and the cold-blooded was now hanging by a thread.

"Ahem, Miss Lan, no, don't ......" cold-blooded said intermittently: "Don't care, the lives of your subordinates are not worth ......"

"Shut up! In my eyes, your life is the same as my life, everyone is equal, even if it is a stranger lying here today, I will do my best to save him, not to mention you, so I tell you, you must be strong for me, your consciousness cannot be defeated, you know! ”

"Blue, Blue Girl." His life is as important as her, hehe, this is the first time in cold blood, the first time I feel valued, why is she the same as the princess, so special? Blue Girl......

"Okay, don't waste my strength, hold on a little longer, and I'll definitely save you." Lan Ling'er said with great certainty that she must let the cold-blooded regain the belief in living, and must give him courage and encouragement.

Cold-blooded didn't speak again, but made a decision in his heart, if he could really live, he would go and beg the prince!

Outside the Qingcheng City Gate, the deputy commander slowed down.

"Blue Girl, we're here!" There was also a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Come into town and go straight to the base." Cold-blooded had fallen into a coma, and she had no time to waste.

"Yes!" The deputy commander whipped his horse and drove quickly towards the city gate.

In the distance, the guards of the city saw a carriage speeding towards them, and everyone was ready to intercept them, and a few guards who were running faster on horses in front of them had already arrived at the city gate first.

"Hurry up and open the door! The Blue Maiden is going to town! ”

"Blue Maiden?" The guards guarding the city didn't know which one was the Blue Maiden, but when they saw that it was their own person, they didn't bother any more, opened the city gate, and the deputy commander galloped in in the carriage, raising a thin layer of ash.

Inside the base, Feng Mohan was already waiting for her there.

As soon as she got out of the carriage, Lan Ling'er saw that purple back standing in the wind, the green silk on her temples dancing with the wind, and the slender figure standing in the back of the sun, revealing a mysterious aura.

"Feng Mohan, don't pretend to be deep for me, okay, hurry up and take a hand!" Lan Ling'er can't stand this man's pretence, damn it, when is it, who is still in the mood to appreciate his outstanding demeanor.

"Ling'er, you're still the same incomprehensible." Feng Mohan turned around, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Explain your sister's style, go and bring the holy relics." Now they're all racing against time with death, and this damn demon man is still here to talk to him, I can't bear it! Lan Ling'er resisted the urge to go up and strangle him, and quickly left with the cold-blooded guard.

Feng Mohan shrugged, after all, he was an ancient, and the class system in his eyes was still very clear, so the life of a secret guard was really not an important matter in his opinion. However, Feng Mohan still turned around and went to get the holy relic.

Putting the cold blood on the bed, the guards all retreated, Lan Ling'er looked at the cold blood with a heavy face, waiting for Feng Mohan to bring the holy relic.

"Here you go." Not long after, Feng Mohan appeared in front of Lan Ling'er.

Lan Ling'er took the Heavenly Spirit Purple Cloud Ball and hurriedly used her internal force to urge it.

Feng Mohan stood aside and watched quietly.

After a while, Lan Ling'er stopped in frustration, no, this holy relic is useless to the poison in the cold-blooded body.

"What, no?" Feng Mohan asked out loud.

Lan Ling'er nodded heavily, she thought that as long as there were holy relics, it would be fine, but now, ......

"Blue girl, forget it......" Cold-blooded now even seemed a little laborious to speak, "This is the order of the subordinates." ”

"Nope! You can't just accept your fate, as long as you haven't died, there will definitely be a chance! ”

Even if he only had his last breath left, she had to get him back.

"You find someone to watch him, and I'll come when I go." Lan Ling'er said to Feng Mohan on the side, then turned around and walked out quickly.

Luo'er, Luo'er.

Phonology.

What's wrong?

After Han Xiluo, who was far away in Nanshu Kingdom, sensed Ling'er's call, he found an excuse to hide in his room.

There is no way for the holy relics to remove the poison from the cold-blooded body.

How so? Han Xiluo was suddenly surprised, when Ling'er told her that she was poisoned in cold blood, her first reaction was to take cold blood to Qingcheng, she thought that the holy relic could save his life, who knows......

I don't know, just now I used my spiritual power to urge the holy relic for a long time, but the holy relic didn't react at all.

This matter is troublesome, how is the situation in cold blood now?

No, my spiritual power can't suppress the poison in his body, and if he doesn't want to get rid of the poison in his body, then he only has ......

Lan Ling'er couldn't go on.

Don't worry, there must be a way. Han Xiluo had studied medicine, so she was now constantly searching in her mind for a way to save the cold-blooded.

But, but ......

Ling'er knew that she was thinking of a way, so she didn't bother her again, but after a quarter of an hour, Ling'er couldn't help it, so she continued.

What do you think?

Han Xiluo over there pondered for a while, and then said slowly, I don't know if this method will work, but this is the only way I can think of at the moment.

What's the solution?

Exchange transfusion.

Exchange transfusion? Lan Ling'er was taken aback, how to change this blood exchange, do you think that you are now in a modern hospital, and if you say that you will exchange blood, you will exchange blood.

But that's the only thing we can try right now.

Lan Ling'er was silent, yes, if you don't exchange blood, the holy relics are useless, then there is only one cold-blooded end.

So how do you do that? Lan Ling'er asked in a deep voice.

Match the blood type first, you should know how to do it, find a few more people, you look at it, how much blood is generally needed, one person draws 500CC at a time, you calculate, and then let Feng Mohan do the needle and blood transfusion pipe, rest assured, show him the appearance, I believe Feng Mohan will definitely be able to get it.

Well. Lan Ling'er remembered them all in her mind.

Then start to exchange blood, remember, use spiritual power to speed up the speed of blood exchange, especially when exchanging blood for cold blood, it must be fast, the spiritual power that seals his bloodline should not be untied, where to change it to where to solve it, if there is a mistake, then cold blood will ......

I know. Lan Ling'er will never allow mistakes to occur.

Hurriedly ending the conversation between the two, Lan Ling'er returned to the cold-blooded room.

"Feng Mohan, do me a favor." Lan Ling'er walked towards the bookcase and said, "This thing I am drawing now, you must find a way to get it for me as soon as possible, it is up to you whether you can step through this level in cold blood." Lan Ling'er explained to Feng Mohan while drawing: "This is a needle tube, the needle is made of steel, the best steel, and then make me such a thick pipe, the pipe should be detoxified with hot water, and there is ......"

After finishing talking and drawing, Lan Ling'er handed the paper in her hand to Feng Mohan, and asked anxiously, "Do you understand?" ”

Feng Mohan took the paper, but didn't answer her question, just asked slowly: "Is it worth it?" ”

Lan Ling'er replied to him without thinking: "In my concept, there is no worthwhile or not, because he is a human being just like me." ”

"You're really special like her." Feng Mohan looked at her blankly.

"That's because we're from the same place." Lan Linge raised his head and smiled at him, "I have a chance to tell you that this method was taught to me by Luo'er, she said that you must have a way to do this, although I don't know why she is so sure, but since she said that you can, then you will definitely be able to." Lan Ling'er looked at him firmly.

"I'll send it early tomorrow morning." After that, Feng Mo walked out without looking back.

"Oh yes!" Lan Ling'er suddenly thought of something, and chased after her.

"Gather all the people in the base, I need to collect blood."

Blood? Although Feng Mohan didn't know what blood collection was, he still nodded, and then turned around and left.

After a while, when Lan Ling'er walked out with a small bowl of blood, she found that there were people standing outside the door.

"Holy, so many people." Lan Ling'er muttered to herself as she stepped forward.

"See the Blue Maiden." Everyone saluted Lan Ling'er in unison.

"Excuse me." Lan Ling'er smiled.

"Subordinates, see the deputy cabinet master." In front of Han Xiluo, four people suddenly appeared, and they were the four protectors of the Hidden Moon Pavilion, such as the wind, the dream flower, the first snow, and the cold moon.

"You four came just in time, hurry, help." How could Lan Ling'er forget that there are still their people in this base, this helper is really a coincidence.

So, with the help of the four of them, Lan Ling'er quickly found so many dozen people who were waiting to exchange blood for cold-blooded.

If you want to say how she found it, in this ancient world, there was only one way, and that was to recognize her relatives by dripping blood.

"Deputy Pavilion Master, here are fifteen people who were found according to your orders." Rufeng brought those fifteen people to Lan Ling'er.

After Lan Ling'er looked at them one by one, she nodded with satisfaction: "The physique is not bad, Leng Yue, drop their blood together." "Lan Ling'er has always been cautious in her work, even after the first screening, she has to check it again, this is not a joke, human life is a matter of God.

Leng Yue squeezed the blood of these fifteen people into a bowl according to the order, a few drops quickly fused together, and a few drops were slower, but in the end, they also fused together, Lan Ling'er wrote down the fast ones, and then she took two drops of blood from the cold-blooded hand and dropped them into the bowl that fused the fifteen blood just now.

Lan Ling'er held her breath and quietly waited for the result.

Suddenly, an unexpected scene occurred in the bowl......