"Doctor, I heard that you can cure any disease. Have you cured my disease?"

"It's worthy of being a poor Ying, and I found the bridge directly. Do you get sick too?" looked to be only twenty-five or sixteen years old, but no one knew where this undead had come from or how long it had lived.

"Sick?hahaha. Qian Ying let out a mocking laugh, but she didn't know who she was mocking, "Is it only the wind cold and the false fire that are considered diseases?

"Blood disease?" didn't have a surprised expression, and gently sniffed the smell of blood in the air, "Let's hear it." ”

"Blood, I need to drink it non-stop to maintain my strength. ”

"Miraculous, what a blood disease. What happens if you don't drink blood?"

"You have a lot of questions, doctor. Qian Ying took a few steps forward, and her oppressive body looked down at her, "I only ask you, can you cure it?"

"Why? Want to do it? Come on, to be honest, even I don't know how to kill her. ”

“······”

"Fate, I've got the final say. Isn't it a good idea to hide your illness from your doctor, it's not that simple? ”

“······”

"If you don't want to cooperate, then there's nothing I can do. With a sneer, he sat down and continued to fiddle with his potion, his eyes flashing with the cunning of a hunter seeing a prey that had fallen into a trap, and a hint of suppressed sadness······ with hate.

Qianying seemed to have completely turned into an iron-beaten sculpture, and there was no reaction. Zhuangrenqiao fell silent again, fortunately, one was a strange doctor who lived in seclusion all year round, and the other was a demon beast in the form of an iron body. They are all masters who can endure loneliness.

After a long time, he packed up the medicine bag, picked up a roll of broken straw mats, and walked straight past Qian Ying: "Your Excellency, I am going to visit an old friend in the past few months, and I will see you again." ”

Just as she was about to disappear into the mist, Qian Ying finally spoke: "Wait a minute!"

He walked back calmly and confidently, and he never lost the negotiation with his life as a bargaining chip. Of course, after he became a scumbag.

"You win, doctor. Poor Ying was a little frustrated. This was the first time he had succumbed and had become a poor man. As a last resort, he can't die, he still has important things to do.

He removed the straw mat from his back and sat on it. Qian Ying also sat down, put the trident on his lap, and said, "Since the day of his birth, Qian Ying has made a living by drinking blood. Not only to drink blood, but also to be the blood of demon beasts. ”

"Demon beast blood, demon beasts have been enemies of people since ancient times, and now that humans dominate the world, where are so many demon beasts to feed the poor Ying?"

"Not really. The Jingchuan royal family secretly raised a small number of demon beasts, but as the blood bank of demon beasts gradually dried up, I could only start drinking human blood to relieve my urgent needs. But the energy of human blood is insufficient, which can sustain my survival in the short term, and in the long run, my strength will decline. ”

"No wonder the criminal law of the ancient country of Jingchuan was so heavy, it was easy to commit capital crimes, and it was never beheaded in public. They should all be in your stomach. ”

"They committed a capital offense. ”

"Don't tell me, you're just trying to make law enforcement more efficient. Does it make sense to say such a thing as a cover-up?"

“······ I have to live. ”

"There's nothing wrong with wanting to live, but you still haven't told the truth, and what I'm talking about 'covering up' root has nothing to do with those death row inmates. ”

"I'll say what you need to say, what the hell do you want to ask. ”

"I want to ask you what you want to hide. From the very beginning I asked you what would happen if you didn't drink blood, and you said that strength would wane. So I'm going to ask you right now, what will happen if your strength is exhausted?"

"Yes······ will fall asleep. ”

"Fart!" "Fart!" his eyes pierced the eyes of the poor Ying under the iron armor, "If you are just sleeping, haven't you already lived for thousands of years, why are you so resistant to sleeping again this time? If you are just sleeping, you can wake up again with only a prince as a sacrifice, and why do you do everything possible to die in the world? If you are just sleeping, why did you just say 'I must live'?"

“······”

"Listen, poor Ying, if you don't drink blood, you'll die!, right?"

"Yes. ”

"So, all of the poor people before you died of thirst for blood, right?"

"Yes. ”

"But you are the first poor Ying to seek medical treatment, why are you special?"

"I have something to do. ”

"You're obsessed, aren't you? The guardian beast has only a mission, not emotions. You, like a human. ”

"Demon beasts also have feelings. ”

"I admit that all living beings have feelings, and that the primate of all things is nothing more than human wishful thinking. Still, you didn't hear what I meant, or you pretended not to. ”

"I don't understand. ”

"Then I'll let you understand. Poor Ying, only one was born in a lifetime. Since the previous poor Ying have all died of thirst for blood, where did the new generation of poor Ying come from? Did they grow out of the altar? Why did the sacrificial rites be performed by physicians instead of sorcerers? Why did the ancient medical Tao disappear and the poor Ying was never born again? With so many blatant lies, no one dares to doubt them just because they are under the guise of a secret?"

"This is a secret about the royal lineage of the Jin clan. ”

"You were awakened by the sacrifice of the prince. Qi is an orphan picked up by Jin Jiyang when he fought in the northern Xinjiang in his early years, and Mo Feiqi's bloodline also has a secret. ”

"There is also a secret between the northern Xinjiang and the ancient country. ”

"The rounder your lies become, the more ridiculous they become. He pulled down his scarf, revealing a gray smiling face and white teeth, "The real secret is that there is no poor Ying at all, the Jin royal family has brainwashed the prince since he was a child, and cultivated the most loyal one. Because of the prince's loyalty, they never told the secret until they died. ”

The Man of Iron was silent.

"Am I right? ”

"Doctor, you're really smart. He sighed, "What's your real name?"

"Just call me a look. She pulled up her scarf again. In a trance, I felt that the previous faces were a little familiar, maybe weird people were like this.

"Your Highness, I have no doubt about your loyalty to Jingchuan. So, what is it that you can't forget?"

“······”

"It's this nasty silence again, can it give you a sense of security? Let me guess, it was Jin Jiyang who raised you, he was poisoned by the imperial doctor, do you want to avenge him?"

"I had the intention of doing so, but I didn't have the opportunity anymore. He is not an imperial doctor, his name is Qi Rang, and he is the only disciple of the old man Mocang. Old Man Mo Cang is the divine doctor of the previous generation, and his status among the older generation is equivalent to that of you now. He is different from you, the old man Mo Cang does not have the opportunity to go to the ancient medical Tao, but he is a real saint who hangs the pot to help the world. ”

"But this generation of miracle doctors is me, a strange doctor, which is really sad in history. What happened to the saint's disciples?"

"After that battle, I went to the dungeon to look for him, and he didn't say a word. Later, I led the army to crusade against the Three Kingdoms, and I destroyed the Yi Kingdom and the Heli Kingdom, but when I was at war with the Ji Kingdom, there was a major earthquake in the mountains on the north side of Shaoyang, which affected the northern urban area of Shaoyang, and half of the city, including the dungeon, was completely destroyed, and a complete body was not found. ”

"Is he dead?"