The Two Proud Sky Dragons’ Shura Fields

The more Lin Xun talked, the more addicted he became: "It's fine if you're injecting ordinary blood, but what you're injecting is essence blood! I don't know how to keep it healthy, do you want to die?"

For a cultivator, especially a strong one like Yue Xiuzhi, bleeding a bowl of blood a month is not very appropriate, but the burden is not too great. But the difference between "essence and blood" and "blood" can be described as a thousand miles away.

There are three grades of blood, ordinary blood, essence blood, and heart blood. Practitioners have extremely strong resilience. For those who are strong in the holy realm, ordinary serious injuries can be cured the next day. But essence and blood are different. Losing a few drops on weekdays will make him weak for several days. Although Yue Xiuzhi is strong, a bowl of essence blood every month is still a heavy burden on him, and it is easy to hurt the root.

Originally, when Pei Ming heard Lin Xun scolding that little kid, he felt a little dark, but when he heard the back, he was stunned.

—You let bloodletting and alchemy every month for him!

—It’s fine if you put out ordinary blood, but what you put in is essence blood!

What is this man talking about?

It took Pei Ming nearly ten seconds to comprehend this sentence with difficulty, and his whole body was filled with energy and blood.

He couldn't help but yelled at Yue Xiuzhi angrily: "You're actually bleeding blood to make alchemy for that kid?!"

"No wonder... I just said that your nonsense Suppressing Demon Pill still has such a miraculous effect, so you still..." He couldn't help cursing, and he became angry while talking: "You really don't want to! "

"You used to take my heart and soul every day. You were willing to treat me like this, but now you are willing to treat yourself like this! How is that kid better than me?! Are you dying!"

He knew that Yue Xiuzhi couldn't hear anything, but he kept yelling at him. His heart was full of anger and blood at the moment, and his reason was completely dazzled. He could only vent a little by shouting these words loudly. Anger and...jealousy in his head.

Why? !

Why are they all the same person, he is tortured every day, and he doesn't get any pity and love, but that kid deserves Yue Xiuzhi's heart-pounding love? !

Why do you want me to see this? Is it okay for me to always think that Yue Xiuzhi is a scumbag? Why let me see that he can be so good to another me? !

Why...

At this moment, he finally understood that since this part of his primordial spirit came to this world, the emotions that had been constantly churning in his heart for the past thirteen years had finally met the last straw at this moment—that was jealousy.

Yes, jealousy. He admitted that it was crazy jealousy.

Why did that kid meet such a good Yue Xiuzhi, but he met a bastard?

Beside Yue Xiuzhi and Lin Xun, in the world they couldn't see, the hysterical soul suddenly became quiet.

If, if I meet Yue Xiuzhi like this...

that would be nice.

I don't care what I've suffered - it's only the weak that fear it. I just... also want to have such a person, who can reach out to rely on me in the most difficult time... If such a person really appears, then even if I have to go to the endless **** in the next second, I will have no choice. feared.

The more you cultivate, you will treat me better, and I have... hoped for it.

If back then, in that snowy field, you had turned your head to me and called me "Apei" again, I would have died willingly.

The eyes of that ray of soul gradually turned red, but there were no tears.

Why does the soul cry?

As usual, Yue Xiuzhi couldn't detect Pei Ming's existence, and at this moment, he naturally couldn't detect Pei Ming's collapse either.

He just frowned slightly because of Lin Xun's accusation, and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, I have been taking various blood-forming and nourishing holy products. You know, Liuya Peak lacks everything, except these heavenly spirits." Dibao."

What he said is actually half-truth and half-false. With the system mall in his hand, he naturally has no shortage of blood-making holy products. But the medicines that can greatly restore the blood essence of the strong people in the unity realm are not cheap, and each one is very precious, so he will take it when it really doesn't work, and try his best to support it at other times.

In fact, he felt that his own body was not that serious, but a little weak—it was equivalent to a person with severe anemia in modern times. It was not a serious problem at first. , so that he overdrawn his spiritual power so much that he suddenly found it difficult to hold on.

If Lin Xun knew these thoughts of his, he would have turned his nose with anger, but now that he heard Yue Xiuzhi's nonsense, he would almost die of anger.

"I believe your evil, these days Lingdibao is Chinese cabbage?!"

Hearing this, Yue Xiuzhi just wanted to refute, but Lin Xun stopped him again. Lin Xun said helplessly: "Forget it, I can't stop you, but you'd better take care of your body. Now that you are so weak, recently But you must not use your spiritual power rashly. You have hurt your foundation this time, and taking some pills casually will not cure the symptoms, but you must slowly raise it."

As he spoke, he wrote a prescription and said to him: "You have to take this medicinal diet every day, and when you stop practicing the magic suppression pill, come and ask me when to stop."

Yue Xiuzhi took the prescription, looked it over carefully, and found that it was some expensive but common medicinal ingredients for people at his level, and the cooking method was not complicated, so he nodded.

"I also need this bottle of Tianbu Dan, which is made from the blood of the golden dragon. I only have this one here. You can take it. Although the elixir can treat the symptoms but not the root cause, the 'root' must be treated, and the 'symptoms' must also be treated." .”

Yue Xiuzhi took this bottle of pill, but felt it was a bit hot. He knew that Lin Xun had a Tianbu pill here, and he also knew how much Lin Xun treasured it on weekdays. Unexpectedly, he gave him the Tianbu pill today. .

He couldn't help but said, "Old Lin, I can't take this pill..."

Lin Xun waved his hand: "Don't tell me that. You call me Lao Lin, and you also like to call me Old Lin. Indeed, I am hundreds of years older than you. I watched you grow up. The old suzerain also asked me to take good care of you before he died. I know that my strength is much worse than yours, and I have never had a chance to help you. This time I finally got the chance, so naturally I will not be stingy with a pill."

Yue Xiuzhi is good at everything, but he hates the demons too much, and such excessive hatred can easily make him suffer a lot. The old suzerain brought him up single-handedly, but in fact he had been secretly worried about this, so he entrusted Lin Xun to take care of him.

I don't blame Xiuzhi either, if it wasn't for...he wouldn't hate the demons so much.

When Lin Xun said these words, compared with his very young and handsome appearance, the scene was actually a bit funny. But Yue Yuzhi didn't care about this funny point for a long time, but was deeply touched in his heart.

At this moment, Pei Ming also gradually calmed down. He took a breath and glanced at Lin Xun.

In the previous life, Lin Xun was very sad after the death of Yue Xiuzhi. He ran to him and accused him like crazy. He thought this guy was very annoying at first, but he couldn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, so he didn't do anything, and let him leave with Fu Yunxu Jiuhuaxiao.

But now, he felt that this guy was unexpectedly pleasing to the eye.

…

At the same time, in the body world.

On the throne of the temple, the **** who fit the way of heaven opened his eyes, but now there was some indistinguishable light shining in the eyes that were originally filled with endless reincarnation.

He summoned his envoy and issued an order: "Collect some holy products for nourishing blood and nourishing health immediately."

Originally, I thought that the deity had finally summoned his subordinates who must have important matters to order: "..."

Blood tonic? For whom? Does God respect you? ...you need something like this?

However, the will of the gods is naturally not something he can ask as an envoy. After a very short period of stupefaction, he immediately agreed and withdrew.

The efficiency of doing things for the gods is naturally not so high. Not to mention that the resources of the world are also at their disposal.

After a while, the envoy presented a lot of extremely precious blood-forming and health-preserving treasures, each of which could cause a bloodbath in the outside world.

The envoys introduced one by one: "Your Majesty, this is the Red Blood Red Emperor Pill, even a person who is about to bleed dry can recover in an instant. This is the Nirvana Pill, not to mention hematopoiesis, it can not only save blood It can even transform a person with only one breath left. This is..."

After the gods returned to their thrones, the way of heaven was restored to prosperity, and the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth was dozens of times more abundant than before, and there are still many sacred items that did not exist in the original world for a thousand years.

But these things do not exist in that world.

The **** waved his hand, signaling the envoy to back down.

Then he stared at these holy items, a little lost in thought.

Even if I can live and die in this world, I can't bring these to your world...

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