Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 74 Bloodthirsty Demon "Please go back to the kingdom of the underworld with me and save someone for me." Nalan Zhenqi said sincerely.

Qiao Shuang'er didn't wait for Liu Mo to answer before she opened her mouth, "Don't worry, as long as that person is still breathing, Brother Liu Mo will definitely be able to save him. But who is the person you want to save? What does it have to do with you?"

"Shuang'er." Liu Mo stopped and shouted, "You are not supposed to ask these questions. Don't forget that you are only in Yuluo Village now, and you are not allowed to go anywhere during this time."

"Brother Liumo." Qiao Shuang'er pursed her lips, "I'm so bored every day."

A trace of pity welled up between Liu Mo's brows, "Shuang'er, I know you're suffering, but don't make me worry, okay?"

"Okay." Qiao Shuang'er agreed helplessly, he couldn't bear brother Liumo's loving eyes with a little bit of guilt, and the next second she looked at Nalan Zhenqi again, "But I will go find you, You must wait for me."

Nalan Zhenqi smiled, and subconsciously looked at Yueya, but Yueya looked away uncomfortably. The scene of Qiao Shuang'er pestering Nalan Zhenqi really made her feel uncomfortable.

King Jun Qi didn't say anything, he just glanced at Jing Yirong meaningfully and left Yuluo Village. From the beginning to the end, it seemed that he didn't have much passion for the fight for Liumo.

Xiao Yan's reluctant eyes fell on Yang Feng's back, she was so scared, afraid that they would still be enemies when they met again.

Nalan Zhenqi successfully got Liumo's help, Jing Yirong and his group hurried to Ming Kingdom, fortunately, they arrived in the palace in three days before the one-month deadline.

Liu Mo took Nalan Zhijin's hand, felt his pulse, then put his hand on his chest and pressed it, it was obviously frozen, but still bleeding.Nalan Zhenqi's heart tightened, "Don't press it, he's bleeding."

Liu Mo turned a deaf ear to Nalan Zhenqi's words, his big palm kept pressing around the long arrow, blood kept flowing out.

When Nalan Zhenqi moved, she couldn't bear the pain.Yueya immediately reached out to hold Nalan Zhenqi's hand, Nalan Zhenqi glanced at Yueya, Yueya shook her head at him, "Don't be too nervous, Zhijin will be fine."

Nalan Zhenqi nodded with a sad face, and held Crescent Moon's palm back. It's good to have her by her side at such moments.

Liu Mo finally stopped his hands and looked at Jing Yirong, "The arrow shot into his heart. The freezing of these days has stopped his blood from flowing. After unblocking, we only have half a stick of incense. But he lost too much blood." More, I must have enough blood to supply him when I repair his heart."

Jing Yirong looked at Liu Mo, he was indeed a strange doctor.In this era, who would think of blood transfusion and heart repair, "my blood can be given to him."

"You think it's so easy?" Liu Mo said in a cold tone, "It doesn't matter if there is blood. If your blood is incompatible with his, he will die faster."

Jing Yirong smiled lightly, how should she explain to Liu Mo that she has type O blood?

Liu Mo continued: "I've done some research, and the blood of brothers is more compatible, so now I'm going to test whether your blood is the same as his, but the test process is a bit long."

"There is no need to test," Jing Yirong interrupted Liu Mo, "Since you are a strange doctor and have studied blood, I believe you must know that there is a kind of blood that can be accepted by others, and I am that kind of blood." Blood. So no need to waste any more time, my blood will do."

Liu Mo was a little surprised, "Do you know medical skills?"

"Now is not the time to discuss this," Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhijin, "Hurry up and save him is what you should do."

Liu Mo nodded, "Indeed, but there is still one condition missing. I need a master, a master with deep inner strength. I need him to use his inner strength to support Nalan Zhijin's heart."

"I can." Jing Yirong recommended himself again.

Liu Mo crossed his arms, obviously not convinced, "What I want is a master with sufficient internal strength."

Jing Yirong curled his lips into a sneer, picked up a teacup on the table casually, poured warm water into the cup, held the inner force with one hand, and put the frozen tea in front of Liumo, " I don’t know if that’s enough.”

"Enough." Liu Mo nodded in satisfaction, "However, your body will be weaker after the bloodletting, so take care of yourself. I don't want you to faint suddenly while I'm saving people."

"You don't need to worry about it." Jing Yirong said coldly.

Xiao Yan looked worried, "Crown Princess, using my blood, your exercise is already hurting your physical strength."

"I've already made up my mind, you don't need to say anything." Jing Yirong flatly refused. Here, she is the only one who can be sure that she is O-type universal blood. It is unknown how long it will be delayed by the ink-flowing test method.

Liu Mo ordered Xiao Yan to bring the washbasin, and then put the dagger in front of Jing Yirong, "It's time to start."

Jing Yirong picked up the dagger, it was probably the first time in his life that he slashed himself with the dagger, he stretched out his arm and got a cut, blood flowed from the arm immediately.The bright red blood seemed to be unable to stop, Jing Yirong looked at the blood quietly, thinking that they would enter Nalan Zhijin's body, and suddenly had an inexplicable feeling, not only emotions, but even the blood seemed to be related to Nalan Zhijin Jin made a connection.

"Okay." Liu Mo stopped.

Jing Yirong didn't press the wound and still let it flow, "A little more, he bled a lot."

"If this goes on, even you will die." Liu Mo grabbed Jing Yirong's arm, rubbed the ointment on Jing Yirong's arm, and the long and deep wound just now stopped bleeding in the next second.

Liu Mo called the witch doctor again to let them break Zhijin's ice seal.

Nalan Qingyi, Nalan Zhenzhen and others were kicked out, only Liu Mo and Jing Yirong were left in the room, Liu Mo looked at Jing Yirong, "I won't let you see the whole process of my healing him, but you Make sure that your internal energy cannot be broken, otherwise Nalan Zhijin's energy channel stops, don't call me a strange doctor, even if I am a genius doctor, I can't save him."

"I know."

Liu Mo helped Nalan Zhijin sit up, Jing Yirong closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and landed on Nalan Qingyi's back, and poured a stream of time-warm current into Nalan Zhijin's body continuously.

Jing Yirong no longer knew what he was thinking, she was obviously weak and needed to rest, but she still stubbornly wanted to use her internal strength to save Nalan Zhijin.She is becoming less and less like herself, actually using her own life to save others.

As time passed, Liu Mo raised his head and saw the cold sweat on Jing Yirong's head, he couldn't help feeling worried, the longer the time dragged on, the greater the danger of Jing Yirong, sir, he had to speed up, otherwise Jing Yirong would die if he saved Nalan Zhijin clothes.

Jing Yirong felt that her body was already covered with a layer of cold sweat, and her warm body became colder and colder, and she almost retracted her hand due to the cold.Now Nalan Zhijin's life is in her own hands, as long as she withdraws her hand, Nalan Zhijin probably won't even think about living.

Nalan Zhijin's innocent smile flashed in his mind, thinking of him apologizing close to him, and begging her for peace cautiously.It was as if a movie was playing in her mind, and all the scenes of getting along with Nalan Zhijin came to her mind, making her reluctant to let go, and even more reluctant to give up Nalan Zhijin's life.

The cold came bit by bit, Jing Yirong only felt dizzy as if everything was turning, the cold feeling penetrated into the blood from the skin bit by bit, the temperature of the flowing warm blood slowly dropped, even the speed of the flow slowed down. She lowered her chest, and her chest became more and more dull, as if someone had punched her heart, making it difficult for her to even breathe.

Liu Mo raised his eyes and saw Jing Yirong's pale cheeks, "Jing Yirong, stop if you die."

"Leave me alone." Jing Yirong resolutely refused, "Your mission is to save Zhijin." During the words, Jing Yirong felt the taste of blood in his mouth, and blood gushed up from his chest and overflowed the corner of his mouth. Jing Yirong obviously felt that his energy was getting weaker and weaker.

Liu Mo frowned, this woman really didn't want her life, let alone her martial arts would be abolished, even her life might be lost.

The voice heard in Jing Yirong's mind became smaller and smaller, and her body temperature also became lower and lower. If it wasn't for a little perseverance, she would have passed out long ago.

"Jing Yirong, you don't want to die. I said long ago that your life is mine, and I can only take it." Suddenly, a warm current rushed into his body from behind, making Jing Yirong feel as if he was breathing fresh air. .

"Ye Xieming." Jing Yirong could feel him without turning around.

Ye Xieming poured internal energy into Jing Yirong with one hand, and held her drenched black hair with the other, "Jing Yirong, do you think I will let you die so easily? But since this kid almost let you die, how about me?" Solve her directly, and save you wasting energy."

"You are not allowed to touch him!" Jing Yirong's face was gloomy.

"Jing Yirong, you are saving him with your life now, I don't know who he will choose between his mother and you." Ye Xieming leaned close to Jing Yirong's ear and said with a deep smile.

Jing Yirong froze, "I don't need you to take care of my affairs."

Ye Xieming still smiled, "You are the woman I Ye Xieming likes, how can I ignore you, I think you also want to know his choice, why don't you let me help you."

"What do you want to do?" Jing Yirong was vigilant.

"What not to do?" Ye Xieming whispered, "Just to let you know whether it's worth paying so much for this kid. In Jing Yirong's world, you can only die for me, and other people can't imagine being so special."

Jing Yirong sneered, "You are delusional. I, Jing Yirong, will not die for anyone, even today I know that I will not die."

"You think you can lie to yourself like this?" Ye Xieming grabbed Jing Yirong's arm and pressed her faintly visible scars, "How dare you use your internal energy to protect his heart after bleeding so much."

Ye Xieming's strength was so great that the wound that was about to heal was torn open again. Jing Yirong bit her lip, how could the pain of being torn apart be so tolerable? Ye Xieming saw the excited light in the eyes of the blood, he moved forward a little, lowered his head and sucked Jing Yirong's arm.

"you!"

Ye Xieming is like a wild beast, sucking the blood from Jing Yirong's body, raising his blood-stained lips, Ye Xieming's lips are slowly raised upwards, and the evil eyes are shining, which makes people shudder all over. Shivering, "Your blood is so delicious."

"Devil." Jing Yirong paused and could only spit out these two words.

Liu Mo didn't seem to see Ye Xieming's appearance, and only cared about saving Nalan Zhijin.In fact, he had heard from Duan Yuliu that Ye Xieming had taken a fancy to the Crown Princess of Ming Kingdom, so he was not at all surprised by his appearance.