Xuanhuan: I am the bad luck villain

Qilin blood is a treasure that can cleanse the marrow of the I Ching and help people recover from injuries.

Although the healing effect is far inferior to that of Qinglong's blood, it is not a problem to treat some ordinary flesh injuries.

And the reason why Zhao Mengran chose to come to the Heavenly Sword Pavilion to learn from his teacher even though he was practicing evil skills was because of Qilin's blood.

No woman doesn't care about how she looks, especially after being ridiculed for it for ten years.

Zhao Mengran wants to heal the old wounds on his face, but he can completely heal the old wounds that have been completely fused with the flesh as the body grows.

This is no easy task.

At least ordinary pills can't do it at all, so she can only pin her hopes on the treasures of heaven and earth.

But the problem is that treasures of this level are not accessible to the monks who established the foundation.

Zhao Mengran searched for several years, but only found the Tianjiange family, who had such treasures for free, and had the opportunity to come into contact with them.

So this time, she had to climb up to the top of Qilin Mountain no matter what.

Not for the sake of becoming the direct disciple of any peak master or sect master, but purely for his own face.

Even if you can't climb to the top of the mountain, you have to climb up to seven thousand steps, because only in this way, only if you become the elder's direct disciple, can you beg the elder and apply to the sect to use unicorn blood.

If you only become an inner disciple, you are not qualified to use this kind of thing at all.

After all, the Tianjian Pavilion is too big, and there are countless disciples. There may be more than [-] disciples in the inner sect alone.

Who would care about the mere plea of ​​an inner disciple.

If it was the heyday, relying on Zhao Mengran's unaided, he would be able to step into the innate aptitude at the age of 19.

In addition, it has been climbing in this realm for more than two years now, and it has become the most eager strength among them.

I dare not say that climbing to the top of the mountain, at least seven thousand steps, should not be a problem.

But the problem is that her injuries are too serious at this time, and she doesn't dare to delay time to recuperate.

Otherwise, what if that Wu Yi went and came back again?Could it be that she still counts on her sister's concubine to save her?

So she could only grit her teeth and choose to continue climbing.

One can imagine how difficult it is to climb Qilin Peak, where the pressure is constantly increasing, with a body that can be seriously injured.

The more he went up, the paler Zhao Mengran's face became, and his body began to shake.

When she finally reached the [-]th step, the woman knelt down on the steps as her knees softened.

It's just that she couldn't bear the oppression because of her willpower, it was purely because her wound was crushed to the point of bursting, resulting in weakness all over her body.

Blood seeped into the white cloth and flowed down the clothes.

Zhao Mengran, who was kneeling on the steps with one knee, his eyes darkened for a while, looking at the spinning steps in front of him, his teeth creaked.

She is not afraid of desperation, after all, she has encountered it before.

It's just that he can't touch the target that is in front of him now.

Just a few thousand steps, now it is like a sky abyss blocking my hope.

Even Zhao Mengran, who is as tough as Zhao Mengran, still felt tightness in his chest, bleeding from the corner of his mouth under the pressure of Qilin, and almost fainted on the steps.

And behind her, Qin Yu, who drank the green dragon's blood in small sips to maintain his own state and followed closely, couldn't help frowning.

For Zhao Mengran, Zhao Mengya's legendary sister, Qin Yu doesn't know how to deal with it now.

But no matter what, this woman Zhao Mengran can be regarded as half of her own.

If he could bring her back, it would surely make that crazy guy Zhao Mengya's brain circuit a little bit more normal... Probably.

Of course, the premise of all this is to let Zhao Mengran let go of the hatred in his heart.

Otherwise, after going back, Zhao Mengran stabbed Zhao Mengya directly. With Zhao Mengya's fierce character, she had to slash her sister with a sword.

At that time, Zhao Mengya's bad personality can't be saved, and I'm afraid it will become more extreme.

But how to make Zhao Mengran let go of the hatred in his heart?This Qin Yu has no clue now.

What?Use your own green dragon blood to heal her wounds?

What are you kidding? You!This is the treasure he bought with his life!Why use it for others!
There wasn't much blood in the first place, and Qin Yu had to keep it to save his life in a critical moment!

If Zhao Mengya needs to use it, Qin Yu may force her to share some.

But a so-called younger sister who I just met today and who has never given me a good face?
I'm sorry, this woman is dying in front of him now, and Qin Yu doesn't care about it.

At most, he would dig a hole for her and bury her, and at the same time rot the matter in his stomach, pretending that he had never met her before.

If it wasn't for hoping to save Zhao Mengya's almost hopeless brain, Qin Yu wouldn't have bothered to care about her just now based on the attitude of the woman in front of him, and would have run away by himself.

Seeing that Zhao Mengran couldn't hold on any longer, Qin Yu who was following behind couldn't help shaking his head.

Feeling the rapid consumption of Qinglong blood in his body, and the pressure around his body began to increase again, he hastily poured a mouthful of blood into his mouth, then strode towards Zhao Mengran, and stretched out his hand to support her.

"Do you need help?"

Qin Yu slowly lowered his head while speaking kindly.

At his waist, a cold light flickered.

Almost the moment he touched Zhao Mengran, the woman directly drew out the short knife and pressed it on his waist.

Seeing that Qin Yu was able to move freely and calmly under such pressure.

Zhao Mengran's pupils shrank when he heard what he said, and after two seconds of silence, he suddenly spoke.

"Do you want to help my sister? Okay, I can promise you, as long as you can help me to the top of the mountain and heal my face, then the grievances between me and my sister will be canceled from now on."

"Really?"

"It's absolutely true! I, Zhao Mengran, swear to God!"

Looking at Zhao Mengran's solemn appearance, Qin Yu couldn't help shrugging his shoulders, and suddenly bent down to pick him up on his back.

"Okay, then I'll believe you once, but don't blame me for not warning you, you better not lie to me, otherwise you will not only have to deal with your sister, but also my father, I The big childhood sweetheart, the three childhood sweethearts, and the childhood sweetheart of the childhood sweetheart..."

Looking at the red and black halo above Zhao Mengran's head, Qin Yu couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

To be honest, Qin Yu didn't think that this woman alone could pose any threat to Zhao Mengya.

After all, just the unreasonable Dragon Blood Sword Qi can make Zhao Mengya walk sideways, not to mention the luck of the Golden Ring.

In front of Zhao Mengran, Zhao Mengran is at best a small boss, and it is still the kind of boss that relies entirely on emotional cards.

Whenever Zhao Mengya broke through the inner demon, Zhao Mengran had to leave the stage.

It's just that Qin Yu is too familiar with that woman Zhao Mengya, and the way that guy breaks through the demons is, nine times out of ten, by stabbing someone and solving the problem by force.

But if this is the case, the ghost knows what Zhao Mengya's already extreme personality will evolve into.

Crazy is already difficult enough to deal with, if he evolves into another one who does not recognize his relatives, he is afraid that he will have to drive Qin Yu crazy.

With Zhao Mengran on his back, Qin Yu took another gulp of Qinglong's blood, and in the next second he ran straight away, leading Zhao Mengran towards the top of the mountain.