There was a heavy rain of blood in the sky, and the scales that flashed bright red flew in all directions, and the terrible and mournful dragon sparrow, but the hiss suddenly blocked the throat, making a "hiccup" sound. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Xiaoqi's feet were stepping on the slender long neck of the dragon sparrow, the neck bone seemed to be stomped on, the finch head was lying on the ground softly, the sound was gradually low and inaudible, and the snake-like tongue also fell out of the mouth loosely.

With a "bang", the dragon bird shattered into a cloud of red mist, Su Xiaoqi's eyes flashed several times, the fierce color disappeared, and he returned to his former glory.

The soul is really an indescribable energy, the consciousness of the dragon bird entered the brain, Su Xiaoqi thought that it would be a protracted battle, but he didn't expect that the dragon bird was weak like a mosquito that could be wiped out with a wave of his hand.

Three times five divided by two, he easily regained his body, but I don't know if it was because the dragon sparrow had just arrived, or if he was really strong.

The consciousness of the dragon bird has been extinguished, and Su Xiaoqi didn't pay too much attention to it, and now the only thing that makes him concerned is that his body has been ruined again.

The blood scale wings had retracted into their bodies, and the dantian was empty, unable to condense even a trace of spiritual power. The surface of the body is full of green tendons coiled up like tree roots, and some even stretch out the flesh.

Suddenly, a strange energy emanated from the flesh, and gray slime seeped out of the pores. These strange liquids have a fishy smell and a slight fragrance, which is the smell of tobacco leaves left by Jin Chengye.

The swollen green tendons slowly retracted into the body, and the strange energy drilled into the bones again, and in a moment, each bone was covered with a faint gold. There seemed to be inexhaustible strength in the body, but the wound did not heal, and the dizziness invaded wave after wave like a tide, and the brain was almost bursting.

Finally, Su Xiaoqi's eyes darkened and fell to the ground.

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Time flowed slowly like flowing water, and the rich medicinal fragrance swarmed into his nose, Su Xiaoqi woke up slowly, and the first thing that caught his eye was the spotless beams, and he sat up with difficulty, and Su Xiaoqi found himself in a pharmacy.

Inside the room are rows of brown wooden shelves, which look to be old. Each wooden frame has seven or eight layers, and on each level is a sieve the size of a round table, on which are fresh herbs and sun-dried herbs.

The fresh one is against the door, the sun-dried one is inside, and the bed where Su Xiaoqi is lying is crowded into a pile of sun-dried herbs.

The smell of the quilt is not unpleasant, and there is a fresh smell of sunshine when you sniff it carefully, which is the best bed Su Xiaoqi has slept in for half a year.

Although the Guxiang Inn is also called an inn, the bedding there has not been washed for a long time, and it is even more pungent than the bed of the prince of the palace.

Just when Su Xiaoqi was secretly distracted, the smell of medicine outside slowly faded, and then the sound of pouring water was heard, and someone walked into the pharmacy with brisk steps.

"Oops!" the visitor exhaled in surprise, and the medicine bowl he was holding in both hands almost turned over, "When did you wake up?"

The voice was as crisp as a warbler's song, and the girl in the floral cloth dress was only seventeen or eighteen years old, looking at her face, Su Xiaoqi's pupils couldn't help but shrink inward.

The girl's face was covered with countless pus, not only her face, but also her neck, hands, feet, and as long as the exposed parts of her body were full of pus.

Su Xiaoqi smiled kindly at the girl and said, "You saved me?"

The girl shook her head and smiled, "It's not me, it's Daddy." ”

After saying that, the girl shouted outside the door, "Daddy, that man is awake!"

It didn't take long for someone to rush into the pharmacy in a hurry, strode to Su Xiaoqi's side, looked at Su Xiaoqi's face up and down, left and right, nodded and said, "Yes, the young man recovers quickly, and he should be able to go down to the ground in a few days." ”

Su Xiaoqi looked at the middle-aged man with a goatee in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, the middle-aged man's exposed skin was also full of pus, could it be a strange infectious disease?

If a cultivator is not afflicted by illness, ordinary people are not exempt from vulgarity, and if it is really an infectious disease that is difficult to treat, it really makes people feel pitiful.

Su Xiaoqi glanced down at the upper body wrapped in gauze, did the dragon-shaped pattern on the left chest be seen by the father and daughter?

"How long have I been in a coma?" Su Xiaoqi vaguely felt that this sentence was somewhat familiar, and in less than a month, he had been unconscious twice.

"It's been three days. As the middle-aged man was talking, the girl hurriedly said, "We found you early in the morning when we went to the gourd forest to pick herbs, and we smelled blood from a long distance."

Daddy lost the strength to carry you on his back, I cleaned the wound for you, and I did the bandage. The girl's eyebrows fluttered, and she felt that she had done something remarkable.

Su Xiaoqi smiled gratefully: "Thank you so much, if it weren't for you, I would have died now." ”

Looking at the girl's expression, she doesn't seem to know about heaven and man.

"I think you saved yourself. The middle-aged man said with a straight look: "When I found you, although your breath was very weak, there was a special breath in your body, very similar to the taste of Tianlian Spring Milk." ”

"What is Lotus Spring Milk?" the girl also heard the name for the first time.

The middle-aged man touched the girl's head lovingly and said, "I just read it in medical books, it is said that if you take a drop when you are dying, you will never lose your life again." And after recovering from the injury, it is like washing the muscles and marrow, and those who take it will feel reborn. ”

A trace of sentimentality flashed in Su Xiaoqi's eyes, and he said, "Is the smell of Tianlian Spring Milk a little fragrant, and the taste is a little sweet?"

When the middle-aged man faced Su Xiaoqi, his expression suddenly stiffened, and he said impatiently: "Almost." ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be a little prejudiced against him, Su Xiaoqi didn't dig too deep, but thought of Jin Chengye and Jin Zhengqi.

The white jade tobacco pouch was carved by Kim Jong Chito's skilled craftsmen, and the tobacco leaves were also prepared by him. He knew Jin Chengye's character very well, so he soaked the tobacco leaves in Tianlian Spring Milk, the purpose was to give Jin Chengye a healthy body.

Of all the fathers in the world who love their children, which one is not silent, but as heavy as a mountain?

In the past few days, Su Xiaoqi has not held the white jade cigarette pouch in his mouth, and unconsciously the medicinal power has been deposited in his muscles.

Suddenly, Su Xiaoqi's mind appeared the picture of Jin Chengye before he died. Jin Chengye was so seriously injured that he could hold on for an hour or two, he thought it was Jin Chengye's unwillingness, but now he thinks that it was because of the Tianlian Spring Milk that hung his life.

If his internal organs hadn't fallen out of his body, Jin Chengye would probably still be alive now, but who can say for sure what his life will be?

Su Xiaoqi thought about this, and couldn't help but sigh.