It was a nightmare that haunted the seven lives.

Every time she dreams back in the middle of the night, she sits there, drenched in sweat.

Even if you wake up, your eyes will still flash in front of your father before he died.

Scarred and covered in blood.

In the dream, she already knew that her blood could save people, so she wanted to use a knife to cut the vein in her wrist.

But the knife was too blunt for her to cut through no matter how hard she slashed.

I could only watch the red in the snow continue to expand......

Daddy's life is passing little by little, and she is very anxious.

There was really no way, she opened her mouth and bit down a piece of flesh on her arm.

The smell of blood rushes in the mouth......

When she woke up from her dream, she was sweating profusely, her face was covered with tears, and blood was spilling from the corners of her mouth.

"Woooooooooo......oo Woowoo woo ......"

She didn't want to wake up like that.

She wanted to save her father, even though she knew it was just a dream.

But she still wanted to go back to that dream and save her father.

She missed her daddy, and she really wanted him to come back.

She wanted to save her father...... She wanted to save him once.

Even in dreams.

However, there is no going back.

Whether it's reality, or dreams.

She couldn't save her father.

In the quiet of the night, she curled up in a ball.

He buried his head in his knees and wept bitterly: "Daddy, I can save you, my blood is the ...... that can save you."

It was as if someone had stabbed me in the heart and leaked a big hole.

The guilt and despair are indescribable.

I don't know when it started, but Qisheng often had such dreams.

Experiencing that pain over and over again, the despair and helplessness that I want to save but can't be saved.

Repeating it before my eyes, losing my father over and over again.

She had lost her father, and she didn't want to lose anyone around her again.

Her blood can save people, so she wants to make the most of it.

Yu'er stubbornly wanted to use her own blood to make pills, although the medicine girl felt that this was against the way of heaven.

But when she saw Yu'er's bloody hands and desperate eyes, she seemed to be able to understand why she did it.

In such a world, every member of the Society for the Salvation of Independence is walking on the tip of a knife.

Injuries are common, and everyone should be prepared to sacrifice at any time.

Failing to save her father is Yu'er's biggest regret in her life.

Therefore, she wants to maximize her own blood and save more unicorns to redeem herself.

In order to study the characteristics of blood and maximize the effect of the medicine, the medicine girl needs to regularly take Yu'er's blood for experiments.

Yu'er is still young, so the amount of each extraction is not too large.

However, in this era, there were no blood needles, so a blade was used to make a cut in the wrist and put the blood into a specific vessel.

It didn't take long for Qisheng's two wrists to be scarred.

After taking the blood on this day, the medicine girl bandaged the wounds of Qisheng, her eyes were filled with tears, and she gritted her teeth.

She didn't know what she was doing, and she didn't know if it was the right thing to do.

If she had done so, she could have asked Master Tula.

But this time...... She promised Yu'er not to tell anyone.

"It's fine, it's just a little scary to look at, it doesn't actually hurt, and my self-healing ability is very strong, and it won't be long before there are no traces at all. Qisheng squinted his eyes and comforted.

The medicine girl wiped the corners of her eyes and ignored her.

looked like he was angry with Yu'er, and after bandaging her wounds, he packed up his medicine bag and turned around to leave.

Taking human blood to refine medicine is a physical pain for Qisheng.

But for the medicine woman, it involves the conscience and principles of the doctor.

This is a forbidden technique, and it is a forbidden technique that is already beyond her ability.

What's more, she can't guarantee that she will be able to refine a good medicine with Yu'er's blood.

Every time she slashed Yu'er's wrist, she looked at her increasingly pale face.

When the blood from her body is squeezed and then taken back to refine the medicine, but no progress is made, the self-blame and torment are doubled.

In fact, Yu'er's blood is difficult to preserve.

The blood of ordinary people is kept in a special bottle, stored in an ice room, and can be stored for several days.

But Yu'er's blood is stored under the same conditions, and in less than three hours, it will be black in color and extremely corrosive.

From life-saving blood, to poisonous blood.

Even within three hours, the efficacy of her blood diminished over time.

If it takes more than three hours, it turns into venom.

In other words, her blood must be refined as soon as possible.

And the fresher the better.

This is also the reason why the medicine girl regularly takes a small amount of blood.

Although the Medicine Girl has been researching storage methods and refining methods, it has been fruitless so far.

No matter what herbs Yu'er's blood is paired with, it will quickly turn black and deteriorate, and even the most precious herbs will turn into poison.

Only by taking the freshest blood and covering the wound or wound immediately can the repair effect be achieved.

After many experiments, the Medicine Girl discovered that the blood of Qisheng could really bring the dead back to life.

She experimented on animals and found that animals that had died of trauma could be saved within three hours with Yu'er's blood.

Broken joints can also be repaired without leaving any scars.

But if it takes more than three hours, it will not be saved.

Qingfeng Mansion is not as heavily guarded as the Imperial Palace, and Qisheng is good at managing interpersonal relationships, and it is more convenient and smooth to connect with the Salvation Society.

At night, Tula sneaked into the Breeze Garden.

After all, even if Yu'er goes out, there will be a lot of movement, no more convenient than him sneaking in.

"The dungeon has been almost cooked, our people have been arranged in key positions, and a few eyeliners have been placed in the slaves, looking for suitable candidates to join this plan. "Tula Dao.

The number of people in Haotian City was only thirty, except for a few who were placed in the palace, and the rest were all transferred to the underground palace.

Due to the lack of manpower in gunpowder research and development, 20 people were temporarily drawn from the obstacle forest.

In this way, all of them add up, and there are only about 50 people in Haotian City.

These people are certainly not enough to implement the plan.

There is also a shortage of manpower in the Barrier Forest.

It is necessary not only to build houses, but also to mine stone mines and cultivate glutinous rice beans.

There is really no need to draw more people.

So Tula wanted to recruit new members from the dungeon, which would also help to install more forces within the house.

"How's Fan Min's progress over there?" Qisheng asked.

According to the current progress, if gunpowder can be successfully developed, it will certainly add more help to the Society for Salvation and Independence.

"The grinding process is complete, and the powder has been stored separately as you said before, just waiting for you to come and prepare it. "Tula Dao.

Although he had always been skeptical about the possibility of making a "weapon of destruction" out of those powders.

But since Qisheng has great hopes for this, it is better to wait for the result.

"Okay, in two days, I will go to the temple to practice fasting in the name of praying for blessings in the West Palace, and it will be more convenient for me to go out with our people in the temple, and you must come to witness this great moment when the time comes. "Seven Lives.

His eyes were shining, and he was looking forward to the arrival of that cross-era moment.