Sikong Zhan was the same as her, his eyes tightened at the same time.

Immediately, he pulled the cloud sake and walked outside quickly.

At the same time, the two people asked in unison, "What's wrong?" ”

Red Sleeves panted and said, "Old man, he's dying." ”

When Yun Qingjiu heard this, his heart trembled slightly.

This shouldn't be!

With the old man's physical condition, it shouldn't be like this!

Yesterday, wasn't it okay?

In the blink of an eye, they were in the little old man's house.

I saw him lying on the bed, his body trembling slightly, and his face was as pale as paper.

Looking at his weak appearance, Yun Qingjiu's steps became more and more eager.

Hurriedly walked to his bed and reached out to check his pulse.

At this time, the little old man subconsciously shrank his hand into the quilt, as if he didn't want her to take his pulse.

Yun Qingjiu frowned, and then heard the old man say in a deep voice: "Wine and wine, don't have to work in vain." ”

Yun Qingjiu frowned and looked at him, "Grandpa, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, we can't give up easily." ”

After speaking, Yun Qingjiu stretched out his small hand, grabbed his hand, and probed his pulse.

All of a sudden, his face turned pale.

How so!

Yesterday was fine, but now, he is dying.

Looking at her pale little face and trembling little hands, the little old man spoke softly.

"Wine, you don't have to be too sad, this life, old age, sickness and death are human nature, I'm old, and it's normal to die when it's time to die."

Sikong Zhan and Sikong Silence stood in front of the bed, and their eyes became a little scarlet.

They glanced at the little old man, and then looked at Yun Sake in unison.

Yun sake saw hope and desire in their eyes.

However, Yun Qingjiu shook his head gently, the little old man's current situation is that there is no medicine stone.

Seeing her shake her head, Sikong Zhan and Sikong Silence took a step back in unison, and a painful look appeared on their faces.

It's just that she really can't figure out why it's like this.

A good person, why did he suddenly run out of oil and the lamp dried up?

Looking at the little old man, Yun Qingjiu asked softly, "Grandpa, what happened here?" Yesterday was fine. Maybe that's what happened today? Did someone hurt you? ”

The old man's face became paler and paler, and his body became weaker and weaker.

Hearing Yun Qingjiu's question, he sighed softly: "No one harms me, don't think too much about wine." ”

After speaking, he looked at Sikong Zhan and Sikong Silence.

He beckoned to them and said with difficulty, "You two come here, grandpa has something to say to you." ”

Yun Sake leaned sideways slightly, handing over time to them.

Seeing her get up, Sikong Lonely anxiously came up: "Is there no other way?" Can't you just heal your grandfather again? ”

Yun Qingjiu closed his eyes slightly and sighed lightly.

If she could, she wanted to heal her grandfather more than anyone else.

Since coming to this world, if it weren't for the protection of their grandfather, it would be difficult for the three of them to survive until now.

This little old man, although he has no blood relationship with her, is kind to her......

This kind of situation is the last thing she wants to see, but it has happened, so she can only face reality.

She couldn't bear to look at Sikong Lone's sad gaze, and opened her eyes slightly.

"You two, let's talk to grandpa. There isn't much time left. ”

Hearing her say this, the faces of the two turned white at the same time.

The old man was dying, and kept admonishing the two brothers.

Let them want brotherly harmony, take care of Yun Qingjiu and Chao'er, and marry a daughter-in-law for Sikong Lone......

Next, when they said again, Yun Sake couldn't be heard clearly.

At this moment, I only feel that my head is buzzing.

She had been thinking about her grandfather's condition.

Moreover, I can't figure out what is going on even if I want to break my head.

What is the reason why his life is passing away so quickly?

At this time, the little old man suddenly waved at Yun Sake again.

Yun sake came back to his senses and burst into tears before he knew it.

Flusteredly, wiping the tears from her face, she sat down on the edge of the bed.

At this time, the little old man carefully took out a box from his sleeve and handed it over.

"Jiujiu, this is what Grandpa wants to give you, you remember to take three pills a day, and after three days, your internal strength can be completely restored."

Yun Qingshu took the small box and opened it, only to see ten pills lying on the ground inside.

The pink pill had a faint fragrance that stung her eyes.

She said incredulously, "Grandpa, what is this?" ”

The old man didn't reply, but she already had a guess in her heart.

This is what is recorded in that medical book, which is about the elixir for restoring internal strength.

This elixir needs to be refined with blood by people with strong internal strength.

It can be said that it is a way to fight with fate.

But it doesn't have to be like that.

Her current situation is at most a little weaker, and she only needs to cultivate more, and she will always get better.

Grandpa, why should he use his life to help her recover her internal strength.

For a moment, I suddenly felt that the things in my hands were heavy, as if they were weighing a thousand pounds.

This thing was so heavy that she couldn't hold it, and her hands and even her whole body trembled involuntarily.

Raise your eyes and look at him in disbelief.

It was only at this moment that he understood why he had lost so much blood.

I also understand why he was fine last night and is dying today.

Looking at the loving smile on the old man's face, her head was buzzing.

For a moment, he lost the ability to think, and suddenly bent his knees and knelt down in front of him.

How can she be treated like this by the old man.

She knelt down and bowed heavily.

This kowtow even knocked blood out of his head.

"Grandpa, why are you so stupid, why did you sacrifice for me to be here, my body will be well after raising, why do you have to sacrifice your life to save me...... How can I take a pill made of your blood, grandpa. ”

Hearing her say this, the faces of the people around her changed.

Everyone looked at her in disbelief.

Of the people present, only she and the old man knew what it was.

That's why they were so surprised by the air battle.

Sikong Zhan's body trembled a little, and he came over to help Yun Qingjiu up.

He looked at the little old man on the bed, and then looked at Yun Qingjiu again.

His voice was slightly hoarse, and he asked, "Jiujiu, what is this?" ”

Yun Qingjiu only felt that a large stone was pressed on his chest, and he was out of breath heavily.

"This, this is Gu Yuandan."

Hearing this, Sikong Zhan's brow furrowed.