"Come here first, I can help you drain the blood, but if you continue like this, you'll soon bleed to death."

Jory's slightly tired voice floated out.

Old Jack, who was kneeling on the ground, straightened out of control, rolled his throat a few times, and suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a fierce column of blood. The mouthful of old blood that spurted out flew into the air, condensing Jori's body.

After a few weak and swaying steps, Jory leaned against the wall not far away, lowered his head and propped his forehead to take a deep breath, kneading his temples vigorously and breathing hard into the fresh air outside. Just got into Old Jack's body...... It stinks so badly inside! Jory could believe that he would definitely vomit when he saw blood again in a week, Jory had never seen blood so disgusting.

Wow wow even spit purple red viscous plasma, Jack is naturally not much better, he spits out his own blood, although these are poisonous blood clots, but too much loss will still die. Walking around Jack's body, Jory of course knows his physical condition, the blood must be drained gradually, and Jory can't drain blood in one breath before getting a fresh blood source.

Pulling out poison, exorcising evil spirits, and exchanging blood is not an overnight thing, it can only be said that Old Jack is poisoned too deeply, and the one-step blood expulsion can only accelerate Jack's death.

Calming the shadow of Jack's fuchsia blood clot on himself, Jory looked up at Jack and asked, "You see my means, I can help you rejuvenate, tell me, what can you do for me?" ”

"Ahem... Ahem......"

Coughing asthma-like for a few moments, Jack spat out the last clot of blood in his mouth. He wiped the corners of his mouth, his cloudy old eyes were gone, and Jack said with a hint of excitement in his extremely sharp eyes: "As long as I can recover thirty percent of my life, I can do anything for you, regardless of the moral bottom line, regardless of life and death!" ”

See, in Jack's gray decades of life, when he is about to enter the end of his life, he sees a glimmer of light!

It turns out that the end of the road is not all darkness. The possibilities are endless! What Jack did. It's time to hold on to this possibility! Old Jack didn't know what Jory was doing, there was no special method, and he didn't know what level of demon Jory was, but Jack knew very well how important Jory was to him at the moment.

Ignoring the willingness to gamble on the invasion of the consciousness of the spiritual body. Maybe it's the strong will of the spirit. Can pull out resentful blood clots. It shows that Jory is not talking about it. Old Jack hated it in his heart at this moment, why didn't he meet this guy earlier! If I had met him earlier, I might have had a recovery period of several decades earlier!

Key Jack doesn't know the details of Jory. Even if he met Jory earlier, he didn't know the power of domination until more than half a month ago. The power of domination, relying on it Jory can be immune to the erosion of the resentful spirit body, and it is also because of the power of domination to drive the power of blood and soul that Jory can pull out the resentful blood clot for Jack.

The power of domination, it seems that Jory is the only one in all of Asalas, and it is impossible for Jack to find someone else......

"With a word, I can't believe you with an empty promise."

No euphemism, no twists, Jory expressed what he meant in the most straightforward way possible. Without waiting for Old Jack to reassure, Jory changed his words and continued: "...... However, you don't have anything else of value. ”

With that, Jory glanced at Jack's shop with a sigh. The empty shop barely had a decent shelf, and Jack was destitute except for the leather hanging from the walls.

This is a desperate old man, cowering in a corner of the world, waiting for the day when his life will end.

But before that day came, this desperate old man, he did not give up his last life, and was still diligently making spell marks. For an old man like Jack, whose life is about to be extinguished, the last days of his life, no matter what he does, is meaningless, so what will it be that has supported him to open a spell seal shop until today?

Jory didn't know, didn't understand, didn't understand, and as he scanned Jack's shop with sad eyes, Jory secretly made a plan in his heart.

He showed emotion on the surface, revealing a willingness to believe in Jack, and seemed to be willing to skip signing a soul contract to heal Old Jack's body, but in fact, when Jory swam around Jack's body, he left a lot of blood mist clones behind, almost all over every corner of Jack's body, otherwise Jory would not have been so weak after leaving Jack's body. His weakness was not a disguise, it was caused by the differentiation of too much blood left in Jack's body.

With the doppelganger blood left in Jack's body, Jory is not afraid that he will turn his face and not recognize people. As for the weakness shown by Jory, it was also seen by Old Jack.

Based on Old Jack's life experience, he could see that Jory's weakness was not disguised, but due to the limitation of unknown blind spots, Jack did not know that Jory had planted a blood clone in his body.

If it were normal, if Jory believed himself so easily, Old Jack would be a ghost if he didn't doubt it. But the actual situation is that Jory has no intention of signing a contract, and he shows his current weak demeanor and words, and he can't see a trace of disguise with Jack's experience, although he still retains his vigilance, but Jack himself believes Jory a little more.

What's more, spitting out such a large pool of purple red plasma, Jack felt that his body was weaker, but he could obviously feel that his body was much lighter, as if it was just a beautiful illusion, but he always felt a much more comfortable body.

Nothing is more potent than speaking with facts, that's the truth.

At this time, Old Jack seemed to suddenly remember something, and he smiled softly: "Hehe, friend, I don't know what you call it?" ”

"Jory."

Glancing back and forth at the purple blood stains on the ground, Jory kept hinting to Jack to get rid of this mess and pollute his eyeballs.

Smiling very knowingly, Old Jack grabbed a simple mop in the corner of the shop, and walked over with a staggering step to slowly wipe the blood on the ground. Seeing that these blood clots, which had been painful for decades, were now cleaned up with a mop by himself, Old Jack felt a sense of joy in his heart that he had been separated for decades, as if he was several years younger in an instant.

His mind was immersed in endless joy, and Old Jack couldn't hold back the mood that he had suppressed for decades, and while wiping the blood stains on the ground, he said casually: "Mr. Jory, you are very similar to an old opponent of mine in the past, not only very similar in appearance to him, but also the kind of person with a frank personality. ”

Nature...... Magnanimous?

Well, thankfully Old Jack didn't know that Jory had planted a doppelganger in him.

However, Jack's "old rival" made Jory frown, and he asked without thinking: "You mean, the strongest hero of the Terrans, the dead Josser. Belmont? ”

Old Jack's thin hands holding the mop trembled slightly, and then he smiled bitterly.

"Alas...... If I say more non-nutritious perfunctory words, it seems that I am bored, and since Jory you are kind to me, it is nothing to tell you. Old Jack straightened up, his rickety back gradually straightened, and the temperament of an old man who was mopping the floor with an old dragon bell changed silently under Jory's gaze.

The straight spine still shows the remnants of the temperament at the peak of his life, although Old Jack is wearing a simple single coat and his hair has become gray, at this moment he seems to be the cold wind hanging down from the top of the polar ice peak.

"When people are old, their hearts are old...... Jack the Ice Lich of the year. Ferson's name has now been forgotten by others. Old Jack looked at the dusty ceiling with endless sighs.

Although it is a smile of remembrance, the clear ice and snow temperament exuded by Old Jack cannot be concealed.

After a moment of silence, Jory seemed to think very seriously, and then he said honestly, "I haven't heard of it." ”

It seems that Jack has just said that Jory is "honest", and he is right, in a way, Jory is indeed an honest person.

In just three words of response, Jory instantly knocked Old Jack back to reality from his fluttering remembrance. Especially Jory's serious demeanor, and the fact that he seemed to think and recall for a while before saying the answer, this is even more hurtful.

The pain that has been suppressed for decades finally has a chance to see the light of day again, and the old man finally pretends to be a force, how difficult it is for him to know! mentions the scenery of the past, but Jory used the reality side to make Jack quit the outfit. Forcing mode.

He was just an old man selling spell seals, and he had nothing to do with what he said about "back then......

"Uh......" After a long pause, Jack let out a long sigh.

A sigh of long-lasting affection, and the feeling punched the air!

Dumbfounded for a moment, Jack lowered his head and quickly cleaned up the blood stains on the ground, not daring to look at Jory again, for fear that this unknown fellow would say something more upright to hurt people. (To be continued......)