Su Wen had never experienced such a scene.

Even though he had wandered between life and death countless times, suffered from Xu Yi's sword, received the finger of Madam Lu, been hit by Ouyang Ke's arrow, and even was intolerable to the talents of heaven and earth when he lost himself in the swamp and broke the mirror, he had never felt such a strong pain.

The golden flames were like maggots on tarsal bones, covering every inch of Su Wen's skin, burning every nerve in his body.

The unbearable pain even stimulated the sense of self-protection in Su Wen's brain, making him faint from the pain, but this was not the end, but the beginning.

The next moment, Su Wen was once again awakened by the flames, and there was already darkness in front of him.

The golden flames burned his eyes, pierced his eardrums, and burned his vocal cords, so he could see nothing, hear nothing, and shout nothing.

The black skin fell like mottled wallpaper, and the muscles seemed to be forcibly torn apart, revealing the blood vessels inside, and occasionally the white bones could be seen.

Countless blood flowed from outside the Soviet Union, converging into a trickling river of blood, flowing slowly.

Su Wen couldn't do anything, he lay on the ground and convulsed violently, feeling the pain from all over his body, like Ling Chi.

The temperature of the golden flame was too high, and it quickly coagulated the blood on Su Wen's body, but the blood was not evaporated and rose, but was condensed into a solid, like a crimson crystal, bright and dazzling.

Su Wen's entire body then became crystal clear, like a crimson silkworm cocoon, waiting for a new life.

I don't know how long this period lasted. Maybe it was only in an instant, or maybe it was as long as two or three hours, during which Su Wen was fainted three times. Then he woke up again, struggling between life and death.

Immediately after, the golden flame gradually disappeared into the red crystal, turning into golden silk threads wandering inside, as if the crystal had opened the golden filigree cracks.

At the same time, what Su Wen felt was no longer a simple burning meaning, but the blood in his body was also boiling and roaring.

His muscles began to heat up. His bones began to make a terrifying crunch, as if they would be burned into wisps of ash at any moment.

The cyan courtyard uniform on Su Wen's body had already been burned, and the Infinite Pot, Cold Moon Sword, Phantom Pen and other literary treasures were scattered all over the ground. There was only one thing, still stuck to his chest, as if it was blended with his flesh and blood.

It was a jade plaque.

A jade plaque that has been ignored by Su Wen for a long time.

All the time. Su Wen has all kinds of tokens hanging on his body. For example, the order required when entering the mountain gate of Hongming Academy, and the bookplate that gave him the permission to enter the library pavilion, and even after Su Wen was divided into the Baicao Academy, Academician Xie Li once gave him a branch of the academy.

But in addition to these, Su Wen also has a brand.

The jade plaque is verdant all over, the material is like jade and stone, and it is always glowing with a faint blue light, which is the most eye-catching. It is a delicate peony flower carved on it, which is in full bloom.

This jade plaque was brought out by Su Wen from the Su Mansion in Linchuan City. I don't know its name, but it is precisely because of this jade plate that Su Wen hugged Liu Yange's thigh when he first came to Huizhou Mansion, so that he could gain a foothold in the state capital.

After a lapse of several months, this jade plaque finally shined in front of Su Wen for the first time.

It's a pity that Su Wen couldn't see anything at this time.

The next moment, Su Wen only felt a faint fragrance of flowers coming to his nose, but he didn't know that at this time, above his head, a burst of flying flowers suddenly appeared.

Thousands of rhododendron petals fluttered and fell, like a soft drizzle, clinging to Su Wen's already bloody body, as if he was dressed in a beautiful flower coat.

At the same time, the unbearable burning pain on Su Wen's body suddenly disappeared, just like a sudden rainstorm after a fire had burned the plains, making people feel cool.

Flying flowers put out the fire, moving people's hearts.

Su Wen's breathing gradually stabilized, the blood around him flowed again, the muscles healed and recovered quickly, and a layer of pink skin regrew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, the 10,000-petal flying flower also merged into Su Wen's flesh and blood, and disappeared, and the cyan light on the azalea jade plate gradually dimmed until it completely faded, and the color became turbid and woody, and there was no trace of aura.

After a stick of incense, Su Wen opened his eyes again, and at this time he was so sad that he couldn't even stand up.

But he still forced himself to stay awake for the last time, and crawled out of the medicine garden step by step, crawling in front of the medicine jar carrying the dragon balls, like a baby who had not yet learned to walk, grabbing his beloved toy with one hand.

"What are you going to do! No! No......"

The roar of the dragon made Su Wen's eyes tremble for a while, as if he would fall into a coma at any moment, but he gritted his teeth and threw the medicine jar into the pit he had dug earlier with a trembling palm, burying it.

After finishing this qiē, Su Wen finally breathed a long sigh of relief, completely fell next to the dirt pit, and fainted for the last time.

When Su Wen woke up again, it was already five days later, and he had been in a coma for five days and five nights.

Su Wen opened his eyes, looked at the familiar roof of Bingshe, and knew that he was still alive, then he turned his head, looked at the side face of the sleeping little girl, and smiled softly.

Then he struggled to sit up slowly, careful not to alarm Su Yu beside him.

After getting out of bed, Su Wen looked down at his hands and feet, and found that Yiqiē was intact and not as he remembered that it had become a piece of coke, which made him feel more at ease.

What happened after bathing in dragon blood that day, Su Wen couldn't remember it clearly, which was impossible for him with hyperamnesia, so it could only be said that he was on the verge of collapse for a long time, so he didn't know what happened at all.

I don't know, and naturally I don't remember.

Su Wen only had a faint impression, as if his body had ignited a fire, and then it was extinguished by a heavy rain, and with it, there was a kind of pain that was worse than death, and boundless despair.

But at this time, Su Wen's body was intact, which seemed to show that his memories were wrong and confused.

Frowning slightly, Su Wen was still worried about his memory for the first time, and then he simply stripped off his clothes and began to carefully examine every part of his body.

So, he finally discovered a very important thing.

His body turned out to be really immaculate.

However, Su Wen was once stabbed by Xu Yi in the Holy Temple, so there has always been a shallow scar on his chest, but now, that scar is gone.

Not only that, since Su Wen came to the Sacred Word Continent, in the past few months, whether it was against the mysterious Lady Lu, or in the face of Xu Yu's attack, or in the subsequent trial journey, he had been injured by some different Cheng dù, but at this moment, those scars were all gone.

His body, flawless.

"This is the effect of dragon blood?" Su Wen's face was a little surprised, if it weren't for the fear of waking up the sleeping Su Yu, he would have shouted out at this time.

With great excitement, Su Wen put on his clothes again, and then tiptoed out of the dormitory, and came outside, the autumn breeze was bleak, but it didn't feel cool at all when it blew on Su Wen.

He knew that there must have been some kind of change in his body, but he didn't know what that change was.

So he sank his mind into the sea of texts, carefully observing each bit symbol, trying to find out what was different from before.

After a moment, Su Wen's brow furrowed even tighter.

Because his Wenhai is as usual, there is no difference at all.

"What's going on?" Su Wen didn't think that the effect of bathing in dragon blood was just to remove the scar from him, and there must be something in it that he didn't know.

Su Wen frowned, turning back and forth outside the door of the dormitory, and kept whispering softly: "Dragon's blood...... Dragon's Blood ......"

"Wait!Dragon?" The next moment, Su Wen seemed to suddenly think of something, and his heart trembled.

Dragons are not humans, but monsters, so, what is the biggest difference between monsters and humans?

This was the first class taught by Wang Yangming when Su Wen first came to Hongming Academy.

The biggest difference between the demon race and humans is that they can't stimulate their talents!

Since this is the case, how could Su Wen have changes related to Wen Hai's talent after bathing in dragon blood?

In the same class, the advantage of the demon clan summarized by Scholar Wang Yangming is that its individual strength is stronger, stronger, and faster, in other words, the physical body is stronger!

So......

The next moment, a gleam flashed in Su Wen's eyes, and then he suddenly climbed over the wooden fence outside the dormitory and jumped down!

The dormitory of Baicao Courtyard is built on a mountain col, and there is a gap of about three zhang between the dormitory and the medicine garden, even if Su Wen has already added a scholarly position at this time, and his physical strength has been strengthened several times, jumping from here will at least break his head and break the blood!

But at this time, Su Wen just jumped down, and he didn't even have the intention of reciting war poems and waving his wings.

"Bang!"

The violent impact sound is particularly thrilling in the night, and if you look at it from a distance, you will find that the place where Su Wen fell has been smashed out of a big hole, if Senior Brother Hetu is still there, I don't know if he will fight with Su Wen.

In the middle of the pit, Su Wen was maintaining a half-squatting posture, the cloth boots on the soles of his feet had been completely disintegrated, turning into fragments and turbid in the wet and soft soil, and a seedling of an unknown herb happened to be trampled under Su Wen's feet and crushed into powder.

Immediately after, Su Wen slowly stood up, and a trace of gold quietly crossed his eyes, unharmed. (To be continued......)