As soon as the black demonic energy touched the hot blood, it penetrated into the baby's body.
Wuyou stared at the movement of the demonic energy, fearing that something might happen.
One second, two seconds... "Brothers and sisters! Blood is oozing from the child's nose! And there are ears!" Suddenly, Nighthawk shouted.
"It's okay, it's okay, hold on steady..." Wuyou hurriedly said, warning himself to stay calm. Excessive mood swings can easily accelerate the flow of demonic energy.
As time passed little by little, when the black flocculent demonic blood was slowly squeezed out from the blood hole, Wuyou felt calm and stable!
"Brothers and sisters, look!" Wuyou heard the voice and looked up. The naked eye could see that the baby's fair and delicate skin was gradually turning dark and wrinkled.
Ye leaned closely together to explore the veins on the young child's neck, and said in a deep voice: "Brother and sister, he has stopped breathing... and his heart has stopped beating."
When the last drop of demonic blood was gone, the bad news that followed made Wuyou panic.
"Dead..." How could he die!
"Worry-free! Wuyou..."
No matter how much Zhisi and Buyu shouted, Wuyou, surrounded by demonic energy, always stood there and was unaware of it.
bell-
Ring ring ring–––
Suddenly, a clear and sweet ringing sound suddenly rang from under her skirt, getting stronger and stronger.
Wuyou, who was trapped in the chaos of demonic energy, came to his senses in an instant as the bell kept accelerating.
Calm your energy, concentrate your mind, and regain control of the demonic energy.
She gently raised a trace of demonic energy with her fingertips, and the dark energy gathered together to form a pink skeleton hand. Her fingertips firmly hooked a drop of demonic blood floating in the air and sent it back into the baby's body.
"Wow wow..."
The loud baby cry made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief, except Wuyou who still frowned deeply.
With the "lessons learned from the past", Wuyou became more "handy" when dealing with the demon blood of his second child. Junqu Pavilion
She sealed the last drop of demon blood into the baby's body, and the remaining demon blood suspended in the air was absorbed by her in an instant.
Nighthawk noticed her expression was different and asked worriedly: "Brother and sister, are you okay?"
"0726, are you feeling uncomfortable? How about I send you back to rest first." Buyu also said worriedly.
At this time, Wuyou's face was pale and bloodless, "No need, I'm going back first." Her voice was indifferent, as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
"What's wrong with her..." Looking at the leaving figure, Zhiji couldn't help but murmur.
In the courtyard, Gu Bei saw Wuyou coming out of the room and hurriedly stepped forward. He anxiously asked, "Brother and sister, how is the child?"
Seeing their caring and worried expressions, Wuyou almost hesitated to speak. He pretended to be calm amidst their eager anticipation and said, "They are fine. You can go in." After saying this, he immediately looked away, deeply afraid. I will blurt out my "guess" in the next second.
"Great! Great!"
The two of them ran towards the house happily and excitedly. Lan Jin stumbled on the way and almost hurt himself. Fortunately, Gu Bei's quick eyesight and quick hands prevented it from causing a big disaster.
The more they cared, the more Wuyou couldn't bear to "look directly" at the truth, and had no choice but to flee in a hurry.
In the wooden house, the last trace of silver light was refined, and Ziji's dragon vein suddenly penetrated. After gathering his spiritual energy, he opened his eyes in shock.
"Your Majesty!"
During the refining process, he had already sensed that his broken foot had been repaired, and that was not all. He had been in the extreme cold for tens of millions of years, and the ice penetrated his bones, causing his cultivation level to plummet. You must know that the colorful demon dragon has a rare thunder attribute. , the island where I live is like a warm sea in spring, without a trace of winter snow.
Now, with just this small shark bead, not only did his cultivation greatly increase, but it also allowed him to directly enter the elusive dragon aura realm.
There are very few steps in dragon cultivation, but they are extremely difficult. Just the "stepping stone" of dragon's breath can consume a dragon's life, not to mention the dragon's energy, dragon's essence, dragon's soul and dragon's soul that follow. soul.
"This is so miraculous. I would like to thank you for your kindness!" Ziji said with tears of gratitude and bowed down.
"Ziji, I want you to keep silent about Shark Pearl. Unless the emperor cultivator asks, you must not tell anyone.
pass. "
It seemed like a casual explanation, but there was an unusual solemnity between the lines.
"Ziji swears by the Dragon Pearl that he will not reveal anything about the Shark Pearl unless his master asks."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of rainbow light flew up to the sky from between his brows, and the dragon clan's oaths would be recorded and printed in the ninth heaven.
"Well, get up."
"Yes." Zi Ji was about to get up when he suddenly saw Ming Jiuye hurriedly walking towards the inner room. After a while, he heard a series of shouts from inside: "Husband, your baby is back! Why are you so slow to come? pick me up!"
Ziji, who was in the hall, had probably guessed who the "old friend" on the screen was. No matter what the reason was, he had better kneel on the ground obediently at this moment.
"Husband, have you missed me?"
The voice slowly came out from the inside, and Zi Ji held his breath, as if he didn't exist if he didn't breathe.
"Of course, my husband is thinking about it all the time."
During the conversation, the two of them walked out holding hands. When Wuyou saw the man in black armor kneeling in the hall with "all beard and tail", Wuyou stopped in his tracks.
He said in a calm tone: "As expected, I knew my husband would save you. He has recovered well. My husband is kind-hearted. You should cherish your life."
"Yes, Ziji realized that he was wrong."
Only this time did he really see Wuyou's appearance. He had black hair as silk as a scene, with light streaming down behind his ears, and a red hairband tied casually.
She is not as beautiful as other ladies, nor is she as pretty as Xiaojiabiyu. Her expression is indifferent, like a corpse without warmth.
Scarlet blood pupils, cold and upward, can only be compared with "unparalleled elegance". The fierce evil that shines through the whole body is like a god in the sky, proudly looking down on all living beings.
"Zi Ji? Husband, did you instigate him to rebel?"
At this moment, she showed a hint of the cuteness of a little girl, which made the ignorant demon dragon's mouth slightly raise, and he was trembling.
Ming Jiuye raised his eyes and saw that someone who was kneeling on the ground immediately stood up, bowed respectfully, and left the wooden house.
After the people left, Ming Jiuye said: "His name is Ziji, he is the son of an old friend. Baby, do you remember? My husband once told you that I once saved a colorful demon dragon by accident, and that is this boy's father. .”
"Hmm...I don't remember...but my husband's best friend is You'er's best friend. From now on, I will help you take care of his son." She agreed charmingly.
"Okay, with Madam here, I believe no one will bully him. By the way, how is Brother Gu's child?"
Ming Jiuye did not expect that he would accidentally dig a big hole for the emperor cultivator who was far away in Beixuan.
He held Wuyou's hand and slowly walked back to the inner room. His hands were very cold, especially his fingertips, which were like ice, which once again made Ming Jiuye feel calm again.
"not too good."
At the mention of this matter, Wuyou slumped in Ming Jiuye's arms like a deflated rubber ball, and the two of them lay on the bed.
"Most of the blood was drawn out, and only some remained in the body." She nestled sleepily in Ming Jiuye's arms, her eyes closed tightly.
"What happened?"
There is a thin layer of sweat on the forehead, and the breath is unstable. What happened?
"Husband, once all the demon blood is withdrawn, the child will be like a dead corpse, with wrinkled skin, no breathing and heartbeat... The operation of his internal organs cannot be separated from the demon blood." She opened her mouth to stop, Ming Jiu Ye Ye probably guessed this change.
Wuyou sat up, and Ming Jiuye also sat up together, looking at each other, and said sadly: "Husband, maybe that is not... a child, but just conscious demonic energy at work."
There were "gloomy clouds" between her eyebrows, so Ming Jiuye had no choice but to kiss her gently one after another until she "smoothed out" the gathering between her eyebrows.
"Girl, they are bound to die. No matter whether it is a real child or not, it is the heart and soul of Gu Bei and his wife. Even if it is a pool of blood, they are willing to work for it their whole lives without any complaints."
Destiny is like this, what God gives, good or bad, are rewards, because some souls enter
Low Lingwei has already chosen his life. Some will be sweet first and then bitter, and some will be bitter first and then sweet. No one will be sweet all the time, but some people will suffer all their lives.
"I understand, husband, it's just fate that I came to rescue you." Wuyou Rumeng said solemnly when he woke up.
"Silly girl, as long as you can figure it out, come on, let me hug you husband and rest for a while." He put his big hands around Wuyou and gently stroked her back to hypnotize her.
Perhaps he was too tired, and soon Wuyou fell asleep. Ming Jiuye moved slightly to open the distance, and activated the Eye of the Stars again.
In addition to the original black floc in the flowing blood, there is still a lot of blue light, swinging back and forth in the blood like a luminous sea.
"What is this?" He always felt that this thing was familiar, but he had no clue.
The "viewing window" on his back did not expand even an inch, which gave Ming Jiuye some comfort. The white bones in his chest were still covered with dazzling snake scales, like swords that had been boned one after another.
In another wooden house, the catering ghosts stared at the two sharks with angry expressions, leaving Haisi and Wudu at a loss.
Udu stepped forward and asked, "Brother Gui, have we two brothers offended you in any way?"
"Bah! Who is your brother!" Haisi shouted from the side: "No matter how big or small! Be careful, I will report it to the Emperor of the Sea!"
"Tch! You're too old to sue!" Udu said disapprovingly and provocatively.
"Yo! It's quite lively!"
A joke sounded from outside, and a man in shining black armor strode in.
"Your feet!"
"What's wrong with my foot? Isn't it growing well on my body!" Ziji deliberately raised his left foot and swung it in front of the two of them a few times. When he saw their faces turned pale, he was satisfied and found a place. Sat down.
Hai Si was about to have a fit, but was interrupted!
"You ruined my happy event in Fengdu one by one, and you still have the nerve to keep chirping and making trouble here! It's simply unreasonable!"
At this time, You Gui'er couldn't help shouting and shouting. Finally, the two masters had the intention of getting married, but who knew that these three foreigners, who were neither human nor ghosts, ruined their interest.
"Brother Ghost, calm down, these two sharks must be ignorant, but... what kind of happy event is this?"
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel.
, two meters long, very thick at the handle and getting thinner as it goes up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo, hoo!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and help me search you."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
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Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
