"Fellow Yinpo, the injury on your back is a little more troublesome than I thought!" Liu Nian withdrew his hand from Yinpo's back, frowned and said, "If we really need to treat it, the chance of your death will be It will reach 60%!”
Liu Nian's tone at this time was more serious, completely different from his previous casual and playful attitude.
Granny Yin also heard Liu Nian's tone and understood that the other party was not being alarmist. She also thought that maybe the healing process was not as simple as she imagined.
However, Yin Po was not too panicked, because the 60% mortality rate was already very low for a demon cultivator like her who had experienced hundreds of years of licking blood with the tip of a knife.
Po Yin said in a calm tone: "Fellow Daoist Liu Nian, why don't you speak more clearly?"
"Before, I always thought that the sword energy hidden in your body was easy to deal with, but when I really came into contact with it, I realized that this sword energy is domineering and terrifying. It is much more powerful than I expected."
Upon hearing this, Po Yin couldn't help but murmured.
"Knife Qi?"
"Yes, most of the bone cells on your spine have died, all because of this knife energy.
Now this knife energy is entangled in your injury. Fortunately, it has not been triggered and has not had much impact on you, so you are not aware of its existence.
However, if you want to heal your hunchback, you must activate this knife energy and then dissipate it. This process is extremely dangerous and you will most likely die! "
Liu Nian said in a deep voice: "After the sword energy is aroused, it will inevitably erode every part of your body. During this process, I will always stay by your side and use the dead wood to heal your wounds.
But I am not a god, and I do not have the ability to bring the dead back to life. I can only save people, but I can do nothing to the dead!
So I need you to stay awake and use your own magic power to protect your internal organs and vital organs throughout your body, lest the injury is too serious and exceeds my healing ability!
In addition, once the sword energy is aroused, it cannot be suppressed any longer. If you cannot hold on and become distracted, you will definitely die.
Moreover, you will also suffer from the knife's energy before death.
There is no doubt that it will be an unimaginably painful experience. If that happens, I will kill you with my own hands. "
"You are a little gentler than your head said." Po Yin raised her head slightly, her eyes seemed to have memories, her clear voice sounded again, she said softly: "If my sister met you five hundred years ago, I would definitely Interesting……"
"Grandma Yin, please stop talking nonsense and wait until I finish speaking!" Liu Nianpi, who was teased, said with a smile: "You can even put down a priceless spiritual treasure, which shows that you are very good. If you want to cure your hunchback, I believe you will try it even if there are risks.
I shouldn't have said anything to shake your determination, but as a doctor helping you heal your injuries, I still have to ask you.
Do you want to continue? "
Hearing the title of grandma, Yin Po's breathing paused obviously, and she was obviously very dissatisfied with this title.
After a moment of silence, Po Yin said firmly: "I leave my life to you!"
After receiving the reply, Liu Nian did not hesitate and used his fingers as swords.
As a ray of sword energy penetrated the scar on Yin Po's back, the sword energy that had been hidden in Yin Po's body for hundreds of years was activated.
In an instant, hundreds of tiny flame-red sword qi shot out from Yin Po's wound. The dense sword qi filled Liu Nian's field of vision, like a fiery red butterfly, beautiful but dangerous.
The sword energy swiped across Liu Nian's palm, leaving scars easily. His body, which had been perfected many times, was as brittle as paper in front of this sword energy.
When Liu Nian saw this, he couldn't help but sigh: "This sword energy must have been accumulated for at least a hundred years, but it can still have such power. It is a miracle that this old woman did not die after being hit by this sword!"
Within a moment, Liu Nian was wounded all over by the sword energy.
The sword energy was like rain. Although it was small in size, its power was far beyond imagination. Although Liu Nian deliberately avoided the vital point, he still looked very embarrassed. Blood poured out like a pour, and soon dyed the stone where the two of them were sitting red. bed.
But even so, Liu Nian never used Dead Tree Renewal to heal his injuries, because he knew that Yin Po's injuries were more fatal than his own.
The cruel sword energy was wandering in Yin Po's body, like thousands of sharp blades stirring, tearing apart the flesh and blood all the time.
The pain that hit her soul was entangled in her body, and Yin Po couldn't help but let out a few rough gasps.
She gritted her teeth and looked forward, not daring to close her eyes for fear of falling asleep inadvertently.
At some point, Yin Po's vision was covered with a layer of blood, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.
It was as if, two hundred years ago, she fell in a pool of blood and felt her life flowing away.
That day, after Yin Ji was stabbed by Bai Xingqie, she decisively took her treasured elixir [Life and Death], putting herself into a state of suspended animation.
The elixir could only hide her aura, but it could not cure her injuries. When she was on the verge of death, what kept her alive was a sense of hatred, a hatred for vain and vengeful people.
Now, she is facing a death crisis again, but she has no hope of survival.
Her hatred for Bai Xingque has long been replaced by worship. Although this worship is strong, she cannot rely on this worship.
Because she knew the distance between herself and Bai Xingque, she could not hide behind that bloody robe at any time, and that bloody robe could not become a harbor to protect her at any time...
If God allowed her to choose death again, she would rather die two hundred years ago, so that at least she would not have so many unrealistic assumptions.
"Fellow Daoist Liu Nian..." The sword energy broke through Yin Po's skin, and blood marks covered her body. Her voice was as clear as water, but also weak, like a wild flower that was about to wither: "Sister, I probably can't hold on. Stay here, why don’t you come and help me get rid of it..."
"Grandma Yin...Sister." Liu Nian's voice was calm and somewhat encouraging: "You'd better hold on for a while, this sword energy will soon dissipate."
"You don't have to lie to me. It's better to end it as soon as possible. I have no energy left to hold on..." Blood spilled from the corner of Yin Po's mouth, and she said bluntly: "This sword energy is in my body. I understand how much it is left." I know better than you!”
Liu Nian did not refute this point, because what Yin Po said was true. There was a lot of sword energy left, and the sword energy released was less than one-tenth of the total amount.
However, if he did not do his best to treat her, Liu Danian would definitely have regrets, which was something he was extremely resistant to.
"Miss Yin Po, I have always wanted to ask you a question. Now that you are about to die, can you tell me what your greatest wish is in this life?"
"A wish?" Granny Yin smiled slightly, but her eyes were full of tears. She slowly closed her eyes, as if she was about to welcome death: "I do have a wish, but..., even when my sister died, she was still intact. I can’t say it…”
