Looking at Lin Zihan in his arms, breathing weakly, his originally cold face no longer looked violent, but instead looked more peaceful and tired. From the perspective of northern Fujian, Lin Zihan's body was very light, as light as a feather.
The king who was feared by the people of the subrace was in his arms at the moment, unconscious. As long as the tip of his spear gently pierced his throat, the prophecy would not come true, and Kexin, who he watched grow up, would not come true. Something will happen, and the subrace tribe will not go into a catastrophe as predicted.
Isn't it great now? Although there are occasional fights among the tribes, and strange beasts harass the villages from time to time, the entire tribe of sub-race people will at least continue to pass on the inheritance, and the power of the bloodline will be passed down from generation to generation.
As the Fourth Guardian, Minbei naturally knew all about the prophecy. The ancient prophecy foreshadowed the destruction of the sub-race tribe, predicted that the dragon servant would awaken the Dragon King, plunge the entire sub-race tribe into catastrophe, and sacrifice the blood...
Minbei's originally awe-inspiring gaze suddenly became filled with murderous intent. At this moment, the Dragon King was breathing weakly and was unsuspecting. He could easily kill a Dragon King who had no power to fight back. When he was weak and in a coma.
Wrestling with his thoughts, awe of the dragon, and worry about the tribe, Minbei finally tightened his grip on the spear in his hand. He slowly raised the tip of the spear and moved it towards Lin Zihan's neck little by little. The tip of the spear was already pressed against Lin Zihan's neck. As for Lin Zihan's jaw, if he stabbed it hard, Lin Zihan's throat would be severed, and even the Dragon King would die.
Min Bei's hands began to tremble, and the hand holding Lin Zihan was no longer stable. Lin Zihan in his arms turned outward and almost fell to the ground.
"Ding~" A shiny golden ring fell from Lin Zihan's pocket, rolled on the ground a few times, rolled to Minbei's feet, and hit Minbei's heels before stopping.
Looking at Xun Sheng, Min Bei looked at the ring at his feet. It was the ring of the clan leader, a symbol of status among people of the subrace. The owner meant that the person had a very high bloodline level, or a special bloodline power. For example, the golden life of the patriarch.
I saw the fine dragon patterns engraved on the ring. It was a small ring with three dragon patterns engraved on it. You must know that for ordinary dragon patterns, it would take the palm of your hand to complete it completely. Only this one This ring is engraved with three dragon patterns.
Looking at the dragon pattern on the ring, the clan leader's words rang out in Northern Fujian. "I know that that prophecy is a catastrophe for the sub-race people, but we are protected by the Dragon Clan and have been able to reproduce until now. Otherwise, our ancestors might have died long ago.
The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water. The Dragon Clan has allowed us to have a history of thousands of years. Now it is time to repay. "
Minbei didn't understand why subrace people had to live for dragons, insist on guarding a promise for thousands of years, and jump into a pit of fire even though they knew it was a fire pit, but Minbei knew clearly that the moment he saw Lin Zihan, his bloodline The closeness here made Northern Fujian feel awe from the bottom of his heart.
And in awe, there is a strange familiarity, as if I have seen it before, the feeling of wanting to surrender in my heart, the feeling of wanting to be regarded as a king, it is wonderful...
"Uncle Bei!" Wu Kexin shouted when she saw that familiar figure with broad shoulders, a crude spear butt exposed, and then looked at the mess on the ground.
This sound woke up Minbei, and he didn't stab him with the gun after all. This was not because he thought Minbei was soft-hearted, but because he didn't want Kexin to see this scene. This was a promise made by his uncle to his niece.
"Kexin?" He raised his arms and put the gun behind his back. Minbei turned around and looked at Wu Kexin and the three people who had appeared behind him at some point, with some panic and surprise in their eyes.
"Kexin, why are you here?"
Seeing Wu Kexin, Minbei was a little confused. Didn't Lin Zihan say that Wu Kexin couldn't follow because of his frailty, and the other two stayed in the village to take care of Kexin.
"I don't trust my brother!" Wu Kexin looked at Lin Zihan lying in Minbei's arms. There was a layer of fine sweat on his face, and three bloody vertical lines appeared on his forehead at some point, like the texture of water flow. generally.
His hands drooped down, swaying feebly in the wind, and his nose flapped slightly, proving that the person in Minbei's arms was not a foursome.
"Brother!" Wu Kexin didn't know where the strength came from. She ran in front of Minbei and hugged Wu Kexin. She was not tall and was a little short, but she hugged Lin Zihan's hand and hugged her. But it is very stable.
Putting his hands around Lin Zihan's back, Wu Kexin knelt down carefully on the ground, with a pitiful face and a tear hanging from the corner of his eye. Lin Zihan's pale face was reflected in the teardrops.
The lips were white, and there was no blood on Lin Zihan's face. His pale cheeks and even his lips that should have been rosy were covered with a layer of white frost. His hands were also white, and Lin Zihan looked like a white ghost.
"Why is my brother like this?" Wu Kexin looked at Lin Zihan, who was bloodless and cold, and felt that his body had lost the high pressure and was just weak and pale.
"We met the Nine-headed Giant Snake Flower. The king...the King chose to burn the power of his bloodline because he was poisoned by the Snake Flower. He forcibly killed the Nine-headed Giant Snake Flower. It was my incompetence and failure to protect the king." Minbei said, looking at the patch of juice in the distance.
In the dark purple juice, the severed snake flower heads were withering rapidly, the petals turned into a pool of sewage, and the snake heads also dried up. From the stamens of each snake flower head, densely packed small fruits were visible to the naked eye.
Snake flower fruit will only be revealed after the giant snake flower is cut off. It is an extremely rare medicine.
"Uncle Bei, go pick some snake flowers. You two help me help my brother to a flat and clean place." Wu Kexin was not like a protected little girl at this moment, but like a leader.
After helping Lin Zihan to a clean place and putting him down, Wu Kexin did not forget to put a layer of clothing under Lin Zihan's body and carefully raised Lin Zihan's head slightly.
At this moment, Wu Kexin has no willfulness, no nonsense, and no princess temper. Because Lin Zihan is not here, and the brother who dotes on her the most is not here, she doesn't want to act like a spoiled child, and she is not in the mood to do those things anymore. She just wants to take care of herself My brother was brought back from hell.
"Are you okay?" Yan Bing looked at Wu Kexin and asked with some suspicion. After all, in the eyes of everyone, Wu Kexin was a protected character. She had never been so calm as today.
"If I can't do it, can it be difficult for you?" Wu Kexin asked. This is the first time Wu Kexin, known as a good girl, has used such a malicious tone to talk to people around her.
Su Yu was also stunned when he heard this. In his impression, Wu Kexin was a well-behaved, slightly arrogant little princess, instead of being expressionless like this, with a cold tone, and even some hurtful words. Little witch.
"I know you're worried about Lin Zihan, but you..." Su Yugang wanted to retort, because he couldn't see anyone attacking Yan Bing like this, and he couldn't see Wu Kexin talking harshly to others because she was careless.
But before he could say anything, he was stopped by Yan Bing, who made him look like a petty person.
"It's great to see that the snake fruit has been picked here!" Minbei held a large handful of snake fruit. Each one was obviously carefully selected and wiped. There was no trace of dust or purple juice. Under the cloth wrapped with snake flower fruit, Minbei's hands were already stained with purple.
Snake flower fruit does have miraculous effects on snake flower venom, but it can prevent people from being poisoned and poisoned by inhaling snake pollen. However, Lin Zihan has been poisoned, and because of his bloodline, the poisoning is extremely deep. At this moment, his pulse is weak and his bloodline is weak. His strength was exhausted, and his bloodline was no longer suppressed. Snake venom can infect Lin Zihan's blood unscrupulously.
"He has been poisoned. It is useless to rely only on the snake flower fruit." Minbei looked at Lin Zihan lying on the ground. His lips began to turn purple, and the exposed arms and blood vessels also turned purple, which proved that the snake flower fruit was poisonous. Lin Zihan's blood has been contaminated.
"Then use the Blood Drawing Technique." Wu Kexin was heartbroken and took out the dagger from his waist.
"Kexin, what are you doing?" Minbei grabbed Wu Kexin's hand and held the dagger that Wu Kexin had inserted. "Kexin, I promised your father that I would take good care of you after you were born. How do you ask me to explain to your father like this?"
Seeing that Wu Kexin's dagger was about to fall into his palm, Yan Bing understood that the so-called blood induction technique was probably a method that was accomplished using a person's blood. After all, blood transfusion has also been spread in human society. Rumors.
"Use mine!" Yan Bing said as he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his pale yellow skin. Under the tight skin, Yan Bing's muscles were very obvious, and his blood vessels were exposed as he clenched his fists.
"It's better to use mine. Some things have to be repaid by someone." Su Yu rushed forward and stopped in front of Yan Bing, revealing his whiter arms than Yan Bing's. The slender arms looked more like a girl's Same, very well maintained.
"For the Blood Drawing Technique, you must use similar blood. I am the Dragon Warrior, and my brother's blood is the closest. Your human blood is useless." Wu Kexin slowly raised his head and looked at it with tears in his eyes. A glance at the two of them.
This is the bond of fate. It was destined to be involved from the moment the two came into this world. From the moment the two met in the ward, from the first time the two looked at each other, from the moment Wu Kexin cried loudly in the confinement room. , from the moment Lin Zihan brought Wu Kexin back to the apartment...
This is the bond between the bloodline, the bond between the subrace people who come from the bloodline of the blood dragon, and the blood dragon king.
"Kexin, let me do it!" Minbei held Kexin's hand and still didn't let go.
Minbei, who mastered ice energy, may have the same bloodline as the Blood Dragon King, but Minbei is a subrace with three dragon patterns, and the purity of his bloodline is already top-notch among the subraces.
"Uncle Bei, you should know that I am the best choice, and I hope that my blood is flowing in my brother's body." Wu Kexin tried hard to break away from Minbei's strong hand and shook it. He cut his wrist bit by bit with the dagger.
Blood flowed out along the dagger. Wu Kexin wasted no time in wasting a drop of blood. The blood-stained dagger quickly drew a mark on Lin Zihan's forehead, then cut open Lin Zihan's palm and sent his wrist to Lin Zihan. in the palm of your hand.
Letting go of the dagger with her right hand, Wu Kexin took Lin Zihan's hand and held it tightly, fearing that a drop of blood would drip out...
