In the dim tree hole, Zhang Yang, Bai Shan, and Qingru all sat with their backs to the tree wall. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The whole tree hole was silent, and the silence was terrifying. Zhang Yang's gaze lingered on Bai Shan and Qingru.

But both of them looked numb, their eyes were empty, and an atmosphere of helplessness and confusion enveloped them deeply.

Zhang Yang was very helpless, and in such a situation, he didn't know what to say.

After a long time, Zhang Yang finally remembered that there was another person in this tree hole.

Moving cautiously, Zhang Yang slowly approached the young man who hadn't moved since he entered the hollow.

Through the faint light in the tree hole, Zhang Yang found that a boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old was lying here. His eyes were closed, his lips were pursed, his brows were slightly frowned, and his face was even more white and scary, and there was no blood color that a normal person should have.

Just as Zhang Yang was carefully using his mental power to probe the person in front of him, Bai Shan, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

"This is Old Nineteen, the youngest of our group, the last time we entered the Heavenly Forest, we were looking for a cure for him......

"Oh......" Zhang raised his eyebrows, and looked at the young man lying beside him with some interest, "This is the person who was bitten by a spirit beast, and then had a strange disease, and the blood in his body was decreasing?"

Bai Shan nodded, and his eyes became even more gloomy when he looked at the boy.

"Is there such a strange illness in this world? Old Dragon, you are well-informed, have you ever heard of such a thing?"

"I haven't seen it!"

Long Qingyun replied lazily, since Gu Liancheng followed Zhang Yang's side, Long Qingyun's words seemed to have suddenly decreased.

Hearing Long Qingyun's answer, Zhang Yang was slightly disappointed. Turning his head, Zhang Yang looked at Bai Shan.

"Is the Bloodpattern Zhi I gave you last time in the Heavenly Forest still there?"

"Yes!" this time it was Qingru who answered, and her weak voice was the same as Zhang Yang's shy appearance when he first saw her. "When we were running away from those people, Uncle Li gave me the Lingzhi......! But ......"

"But what?"

"After we came here, we also knew that it was impossible to find another pharmacist to treat Nineteen, so we planned to let Nineteen directly take that Lingzhi raw. But since Nineteen got this strange disease, he didn't get a drop of water, and his teeth were clenched, and there was no way for us to make him open his mouth, let alone make him take medicine......"

Zhang Yang's heart sank, indeed, even if Blood Pattern Zhi had an incredible effect on this young man, it would be in vain if there was no way to let him eat it.

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and tried it, and the young man's lips were really closed tightly as Qingru said.

"What should I do now?"

Zhang Yang whispered softly, and sat down along the tree wall again.

Just when Zhang Yang was at a loss, Long Qingyun's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Boy, what a fool you are! If you really want to save this boy and are willing to do it, take out a blood crystal and let him fuse it! I believe that with the magic of the blood crystal, his lack of blood will be eradicated, and maybe he will get some unexpected benefits like you. ”

"That's right!" Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, "The blood crystals are directly fused into the blood, and there is no need to eat them." And that Blood Pattern Zhi is just a companion of the blood crystal, in terms of utility, where can it compare to the blood crystal. ”

The more Zhang Yang thought about it, the more excited he became, but when he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel a little heartache to take out an extremely precious blood crystal.

"Anyway, Lilun's predecessors died fighting for them, and the blood crystal is just a foreign object, if you can save his life, it's worth it!"

Making up his mind, Zhang Yang no longer hesitated, turned his head and said to Bai Shan and Qingru: "I still have a way, maybe I can save him, but I am not 100% sure." You've decided, would you like to give it a try?"

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Bai Shan and Qingru's eyes lit up. Bai Shan nodded violently without hesitation.

"Try! Of course try! The old nineteen are like this, and now as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we can't give up!"

"Good!"

Zhang Yang nodded and took out a blood crystal. Suddenly, the dim tree hole was illuminated by the blood-red light emitted from the blood crystal.

Seeing that the blood crystal was obviously not an ordinary thing, the expectation in Bai Shan and Qingru's eyes became even stronger.

A golden sword qi burst out of Zhang Yang's fingertips, and slashed lightly on the young man's arm, probably due to the influence of the disease, and not much blood appeared, only a shallow blood mark.

Zhang Yang carefully placed the blood crystal on the open wound, and then moved his body back a few steps, staring intently at the young man's reaction.

The blood crystal is indeed a rare divine object on the Heaven-Sent Continent, and the blood crystal on the young man's arm is like a living creature with an extremely sensitive sense of smell, and after smelling the bloody smell from the wound, it suddenly turned into a blood-red stream and drilled into the young man's body.

"It's started!" Zhang Yang snorted, stretching out his hand to block Bai Shan and Qingru behind him, "You remember, this young man may be in some pain next, but don't worry, this must be endured, as long as he succeeds in holding on, he can see the effect!"

As soon as Zhang Yang's words fell, the young man lying on the ground suddenly roared in pain, and his whole body arched.

"Old Nineteen?"

"Nineteen!

Seeing the young man's strange appearance, Bai Shan and Qingru were naturally very worried. But Zhang Yang had already reminded them just now, so he could only stare at them one by one.

However, this is just the beginning.

Zhang Yang had fused the blood crystal, and naturally understood that the young man was suffering inhuman torture at this moment. Similarly, only by surviving the pain caused by fusing the blood crystal can one permanently possess the magical abilities that the blood crystal bestows on the cultivator.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ahhhh......h

The boy on the ground rolled back and forth, letting out a beastly roar, and small bags swam along his skin, just as Zhang Yang had experienced before.

When Zhang Yang fused the blood crystal, the vitality in his body was sufficient, and his body only tried to fuse it when it reached its best state after pranayama, but despite this, Zhang Yang still had palpitations when he thought of the pain of fusing the blood crystal.

And this young man has been injured for a long time, the vitality in his body has basically been depleted, and his body has basically been hollowed out, if he wasn't a martial artist, he wouldn't know how many times he would have died.

And in such a situation, fusing the blood crystal, he endured a hundred times more pain than Zhang Yang.

"Ho...... Ho ho ...... Ho ......"

After a cup of tea, the pain caused by the fusion of blood crystals seemed to have finally subsided. The boy lay on the ground, his throat already hoarse, and he could only make a strange low sound, and his body shook from time to time.