Chapter 111: Complement and Platoon
In the cold ice room, Yun Yi, who was sitting on the cold ice stool at the cold ice round table, remembered the conversation between him and Han Lianxin before, and couldn't help frowning and muttering in his heart: "My blood is very special? Could it be the ancestral Qilin mad blood of the Nie family?"
Thinking about what Mica said to herself before she died, Yunyi still had a sense of trance. Nie Feng's son? himself turned out to be Nie Feng and the son of the second dream? At the same time, Yun Yi finally felt that his protagonist's aura seemed to really appear. It's just that this shining aura doesn't seem to be of much use to me now!
"If Nie Feng knew that his son was used as a blood bank and wanted to get blood to nourish the walking corpse, I don't know how he would feel?" Yun Yi, who shook his head slightly, sighed lightly. Now that people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, Yunyi really has no choice. Although Nie Feng was powerful, he didn't know where he was after all, and he didn't even know that his real son was outcast.
"What am I?" Yun Yi, who laughed at himself, could only hope that he would be able to survive this month's process of blood exchange and marrow. At that time, if it is really as Han Lianxin said, his physique is far beyond ordinary people, and his recovery power is outstanding, then it seems to be worth it.
The door of the cold ice room slowly opened, and Tie Yun'er, who walked straight in, saw Yun Yi shaking her head slightly and laughing at herself, and couldn't help but say, "Don't sigh! With your current state, I can guarantee that you won't be able to survive the process of blood exchange and marrow purification." When the time comes, you may be wasted before a month is over. ”
"Here, drink it!" Tie Yun'er said as she handed Yun Yi a steaming bowl of dark red soup in her hand.
"What is this?" Seeing this, Yun Yi, who frowned slightly, couldn't help but say with a slight expression: "You say that I can't support the process of blood exchange and marrow washing? What is the situation in this process of blood exchange and marrow purging? Isn't it excessive blood loss at most?"
Tie Yun'er, who put the bowl on the cold round table, couldn't help but sneer: "Lost too much blood, boy, you think too simply, right? I once saw the young lady exchange blood for people, do you know the result of that person?"
"What's the result?" Yun Yi asked instinctively.
Tie Yun'er, who had a hint of playful arc at the corner of her mouth, said coldly: "He didn't even survive half a month, and finally chose to commit suicide." ”
"Suicide?" Yun Yi's eyes shrunk when he heard this: "What did he go through?"
Tie Yun'er, who had a more playful smile on the corner of her mouth, leaned closer to Yun Yi and said, "After experiencing it, you will understand what it is like to go down to the eighteenth layer of hell." ”
Hearing this, he only felt that Yun Yi, who was covered in sweat, couldn't help but stiffen his expression slightly.
"Enjoy a little time when you're comfortable for the time being!" The jade hand patted Tie Yun'er, who was patting Yunyi's cheek, and then straightened up and chuckled, "Okay, drink the soup obediently." Otherwise, you won't even survive ten days. The person back then, but he didn't blink an eye when he killed people, and he broke out of the mountains of corpses and blood in the rivers and lakes without changing his face. Do you think you're harder than him, or harder than him?"
Turning to leave, Tie Yun'er, who had closed the door of the cold room, the cold and pleasant laughter seemed to still echo in the cold room.
"Do you want to scare me?" Yun Yi, who was torn out of a stiff arc and muttered to himself on his face, raised his hand lightly to serve the bowl of dark red soup on the cold ice round table, but trembled slightly.
Yun Yi, who gritted his teeth and brought the bowl to his mouth, took a sip, and his expression suddenly became entangled: "It's so bitter!"
"Ya, Yunyi, you can't stand this little bit of suffering, what else can you do?" Yun Yi, who whispered fiercely, suddenly raised his head and drank the soup in the bowl. But immediately after that, Yun Yi's expression became tangled and his face was bitter, but it was really painful.
After a long time, Yun Yi finally eased up. Oh yes, this medicine is so bitter, and it has a strange smell that makes you want to vomit. Yun Yi, whose expression was entangled and endured, didn't dare to open his mouth for a while, for fear that the soup he drank in his stomach would be spit out.
"It's too much not to even give me a little water," Yun Yi, who took a deep breath and suppressed the churning sensation in his abdomen, couldn't help but whisper angrily.
Standing up, he touched Yun Yi, who felt his stomach slightly, and couldn't help frowning slightly and muttered to himself: "Strange, why don't you feel anything after drinking this thing?"
"Huh?" Yun Yi, who shook his head lightly and was about to sit down on the ice bed and practice for a while, suddenly came to the door with a slight change in expression: "Open the door! Open the door! You treat me as a prisoner? ”
The door of the room opened, and Tie Yun'er, who seemed to be prepared outside, handed a cold toilet to Yun Yi: "Let's solve it in the room!"
"What are you kidding in the room? This stinks, how can I stay?" Yun Yi said with a glare.
Tie Yun'er stuffed the cold ice toilet into Yun Yi's arms, didn't talk much, and directly closed the door of the cold ice room.
Yun Yi, who knocked on the door a few times, took a slight breath, hurriedly took the cold ice toilet to the corner of the room, hurriedly put down the cold ice toilet, picked up the toilet lid, took off his pants, and sat down.
Yun Yi, who had just sat down, gasped and trembled slightly. At this moment, it was as if he was sitting on the ice. That feeling is really sour!
No, it's like sitting on the ice.
After a while, Yun Yi suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have any papyrus!
"Hey, Tie Yun'er, is there any paper?" Yun Yi, who subconsciously shouted, regretted it as soon as he finished shouting. What are you kidding? These days, let a woman help you deliver straw paper?
However, to Yun Yi's consternation, the sound of 'snort' sounded, and Tie Yun'er really opened the door and walked in.
"Here, it's enough for you to use for a while," Tie Yun Eryu stepped forward with her hand slightly covered her nose and frowned, and handed Yun Yi a neat stack of white papers in her hand.
Yun Yi, who reacted at this time, couldn't help but hurriedly shrink his body, and his whole person leaned against the cold ice wall, and at the same time, his instinctive hand went down to cover it.
"What are you covering? It's not that the old lady hasn't seen it," Tie Yun'er said in a very strong mouth.
"Huh?" Yun Yi's eyes widened, his mouth stunned, and he looked at Tie Yun'er. When?
Tie Yun'er, who pursed her lips slightly, stuffed the stack of papers in her hand into Yun Yi's arms, and walked out coldly: "Men's things, not all are the same, and your capital is just a little bigger than your Brother Lin." ”
Yun Yi, who saw Tie Yun'er leave, was really about to cry. Sister-in-law of the Lin family, can you be a little more tough?
"Ya, such a good rice paper, it's really extravagant!" Turning to touch the stack of smooth and soft white paper in his arms, Yun Yi couldn't help but say in amazement. You know, these days, the technology of papermaking is not very advanced. The production process of such paper is very rigorous and complex, and it is expensive!
After consuming two pieces of rice paper, Yun Yi, who lifted his pants and breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly put the ice lid on the toilet. Suddenly, it was tightly sealed, as if frozen together.
"It's a fucking talent to design such a toilet that is not afraid of running gas," Yun Yi was speechless.
After being convenient, Yun Yi only felt refreshed and comfortable, as if all the filth in his body had been discharged.
"Isn't it just a little blood? This is both replenishment and drainage," Yun Yi, who shook his head slightly, went back to the ice bed to cultivate internal strength.
Since you can't go out now, let's practice to pass the time! In this way, you can also better digest the medicinal power.
Moreover, the ice bed here also has some of the effects of the cold jade bed in the ancient tomb of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". Cultivating internal strength here, getting twice the result with half the effort, Yun Yi naturally would not give up such an opportunity to quickly increase his strength.
Although Yunyi's internal strength is good now, the gap between him and the first-class top, that is, the peak of the day after tomorrow, is not small. Which of the real top masters on the rivers and lakes is not able to exert his innate strength or step into the innate realm? Only when he reaches that level can he barely be called a master. Only by reaching the peak of the day after tomorrow as soon as possible can we find a way to move towards the innate realm.
In the next three days, Yun Yi, who was either cultivating or drinking at least ten bowls of various decoctions every day, truly experienced what it means to be a two-heaven of ice and fire, and the feeling of wanting to die of immortals.
Either you have a fever after drinking the decoction, or you have chills all over your body after drinking the decoction, and even your body will itch, your head will be dizzy, in short, it will be all kinds of discomfort.
However, according to what Tie Yun'er said, this is still a comfortable day before Yun Yi starts the process of real blood exchange and marrow purging.
Although he still doesn't know what kind of process it is to exchange blood and wash the marrow, Yun Yi can also imagine that he will inevitably be more 'immortal and want to die' at that time.
Every time he thinks about this, Yun Yi has a feeling of being on a thief ship, and he is more empathetic to the drunkard's evaluation of Han Lianxin. This woman may really be a demon from hell! Only a real demon can come up with such a way to torment people.
In the midst of nervousness, the process of blood exchange and marrow washing is about to begin. Han Lianxin, the bloodsucking 'devil', is about to start showing her 'fangs'.
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