"Captain!" Shang He, who breathed heavily, said to Wenjiu: "I think it is you who needs treatment now."

Wen Jiu was slightly displeased when she heard Shang He's words. With her half-thinking mind, it was really not suitable for someone to refute her words. Wen Jiu, who frowned slightly, raised her head and was about to speak, but when she saw Shang He's red eyes.

Then he silenced, but he still spoke coldly: "The miasma in my body is different from the miasma you treated in the coastal areas. You can't cure this."

Wen Jiu shook his head and waited for the miasma hidden in his eyes to dissipate, then he quickly flashed over his body. He grabbed Shang He's wrist and put his two fingers together. Before Shang He could react, he used his blood to draw a swastika on Shang He's wrist.

"Captain?" Shang He was shocked and subconsciously shrank his arm behind him, but Wen Jiu's hand was too strong, and even Shang He's subconscious behavior could not twitch his arm in half.

Wen Jiu frowned coldly when she heard the sound, and looked up at Shang He and said, "Don't move, I'm a little dizzy."

"Captain, are you?" Shang He looked at the symbol on his wrist, which was unknown. Well, this symbol seems to appear on TV often, and it seems to be something?

"Wait a moment, the Spirit of Jingqi, believe me, can you not resist any resistance?" Because Wen Jiu's head was already a little heavy, and it seemed that only the miasma was needed to collide with another impact. Wen Jiu's body, which was as thin as a piece of paper, would fall down.

At that moment, Shang He, who had clearly agreed to hand over his life to the other party, couldn't bear to refuse the person in front of him at that moment. At that moment, Shang He, who seemed to be subconscious, smiled bitterly and said, "Captain, you must keep me alive!"

"It won't be a problem." Wen Jiu nodded. He quickly pinched a sleepy finger on his hand and rushed to Shang He with spiritual power.

Dragging Shang He's body that fell down instantly, Wen Jiu didn't use to move his body, but directly swung a stream of spiritual power and moved Shang He's body to Xuanyuan Jimo's side.

Looking at the various tubes on the man's body that were in trouble, Wen Jiu seemed to vent his anger. With a "bang", he directly shook his sleeves and threw all the tubes connected to various medical equipment to the ground. He listened to the sound of running upstairs in an instant.

Wen Jiu narrowed his scarlet eyes slightly, raised his arms, and quickly drew a talisman with spiritual energy in front of the door.

At the same time, Wen Jiu did not forget the doors and windows, and carved his own talismans. After doing all this, Wen Jiu finally couldn't hear any sound. This time, he looked down at the man's pale face and murmured softly: "Jimo, I'm sorry!"

"I don't like to see those tubes that control your life. If you lie down like this, Ajiu is a little scared, so don't blame Ajiu." Wenjiu leaned into Xuanyuan Jimo's ear and murmured softly: "Child, I will protect my child with spiritual power."

"Also, also, Jimo, don't worry about Ajiu, Ajiu won't die." Feeling the sudden restless fire in his body, Wen Jiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

So what if those memories are true? She is used to being warm and liquorless. When can she hinder her behavior with some small memories?

Besides, after ten thousand years of memory, who knows if anyone has touched it? Warm wine caresses the original fire in the chest that is willing to protect his heart, and the smile in his eyes becomes even more obvious.

As long as the trace of essence did not wake up from her body, Wen Jiu knew that the half of the original fire would definitely not cause any damage to her, so she was blocking her, and she would not be in trouble.

As for the others, Wen Jiu thought that if she could open her eyes again, she would definitely mess with the sky and the earth. The ancient miasma should have been under the control of the Heavenly Dao. When will it be the turn of Emperor Xuanyuan, let alone when will it be the turn of Wen Jiu again?

Wen Jiu looked at Shang He with scarlet eyes. If it weren't for knowing that Shang He had nothing to do with this incident, Wen Jiu would not just borrow a little blood from this person, but would send this soul to hell first and give a good look to Mr. Wu in hell.

What exactly allows you to find the branches of Shennong. Although you are not as capable as me, you can see things that I cannot see, like the bloodline. Before she was unsheathed, unless Meng Po, who was sent to this person to reincarnate, knows how a mortal sent someone next to me?

It's really ridiculous, but now it seems that some people want to kill people, and some people want to save people.

Since you have brought the person, you won’t use the warm wine politely. You can also draw a warm wine with the word “卍” on Xuanyuan Jimo’s wrist with blood on his middle finger, and then pull open Xuanyuan Jimo’s chest to detect the thing that is beating in his heart.

He turned over from the bed and took the cinnabar and wolf-haired pen that he had called Xuanyuan Wuming to prepare this morning.

The cinnabar inside was bright red and sticky, and there was a faint smell of blood. When the tip of the pen fell into Xuanyuan Jimo's chest, Wen Jiu pulled the sleeve of his other hand away, and the scars on his wrist were fresh to the bone.

There was no blood oozing out of the wound that was not bandaged at all. If you look closely, you could get out. The wound on the wrist was not just one, it was blood that could only be squeezed out after another.

While writing the warm wine with the word "卍" on Xuanyuan Jimo's chest with the cinnabar of his own blood, he quickly recited the magic formula in his mouth.

As the tip of the Wenjiu pen fell, the miasma in Xuanyuan Jimo's chest became more active. Because it sank into a wisp of Shennong's soul, the Wenjiu's blood also brought the purest Shennong's blood. Shennong was the emperor of the human world, and no one could compare to his merits.

Their blood mixed with cinnabar was even more immeasurable, and golden characters with silver edges appeared little by little on Xuanyuan Jimo's chest, while Wen Jiu's lips, which were gently opened and closed, became paler.

Huo Ran and others who were locked outside at the same time did not know whether to be angry or worried, but at this time they really couldn't even touch the door. There seemed to be an invisible barrier less than ten centimeters in front of the door, so that they could not touch the door entering the door at all.

"What's wrong with Huoran?" Huoran, who had just walked down the stairs, suddenly ran upstairs. He subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with the heads, Xuanyuan Wuming and Wen He, also crossed the streets.

"What's wrong?" Huo Ran took a deep breath, and couldn't help but tremble and said, "Didn't you hear it?"

Hearing Huo Ran's words, Xuanyuan Wuming and Wen He who were still running upwards stopped. The leaders at the door also stopped moving in an instant, all of whom held their breath in an instant, listening to the sound of medical alarms coming from inside.

Nalan looked at Huoran with horror for a moment and said, "Huoran, why did the instrument's alarm sound? That's the only thing that the boss can prosper!"

"There are only two reasons why the instrument alarm sounds. One is that someone pulled out all the human organ booster, and the other one." Huo Ran walked aside and smashed hard at the handrail of the stairs. The anger and sadness in his eyes were self-evident.

"No, it's impossible!" Nalan shook her head, and for a moment she didn't know what expression she should show. She just shook the flesh on her face stiffly and said, "I," Nalan's eyelids trembled, and her lips trembled, "We!"

Nalan, who was having difficulty speaking, reached out and clenched his fist. After pointing in the air, he suddenly covered his mouth. He seemed to be choking and took a deep breath and said, "You can think about it, yes, maybe..."

Seeing Nalan feeling so uncomfortable, He Lan also had a red corner of her eyes pressing the woman tightly into her arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "Maybe the wife has found a way to save the head!"

"Yes, that's it!" Mai Zhen also opened his eyes. He received the most favors from Xuanyuan Jimo, so at this time, a layer of mist appeared in Mai Zhen's eyes and said, "Or, why would the wife ask Bai Han to find Shang He?"

"Right?" Seeing that everyone did not agree with their reply, Mai Zhen wiped off the sliding golden beans, then grabbed Bai Han's arm with both hands, stared at Bai Han tightly and shouted: "Old Bai, do you think so!"

"Yes!" Bai Han raised his voice and responded fiercely to Mai Zhen.

Wen Jiu, who could understand these people's emotions, did not have the same emotions as them, so Wen He, who was still rational, frowned at the few people and said, "What's going on inside? I think it's better for us to go in first and take a look!"

"I agree." Xuanyuan Wuming's elegant smile disappeared, unlike those of the leaders. Xuanyuan Wuming's rationality and restraint have always been rare in the world. Although he was also unstable, Xuanyuan Wuming still walked up the stairs step by step.

You can know which room is equipped with a key without eyes from your pocket. Xuanyuan Wuming, who took out the key, closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, suppressed the trembling, and inserted the key into the keyhole.

With a "ding," the key was shot down to the ground, making a crisp sound. When he heard the sound, he looked at Xuanyuan Wuming in a daze and looked up slightly, "If you can't get it, we can't get it."

"How is that possible?" Wen He hurried forward in surprise, and Xu looked at the door and said, "There is a layer of barrier, like..."

"Huh?" Hearing Huo Ran and Wen He's words, Mai Zhen and others immediately stepped forward, all of whom were angrily and anxiously touching the door.

"It's Madam!"

"It's a little wine!" At this time, Wen He and Bai Han suddenly spoke in unison, one of them was filled with joy and the other was filled with infinite worry.

Bai Han was happy because his wife said that Shang He was the key to saving the head, so she asked him to bring Shang He. The barrier in front of her was like the first time when the head of the head was unconscious after being in evil magic, the wife also set up a barrier outside her small house.

Wen He was worried because Xiaojiu was very sensible. From the words of Huoran and others, he could roughly guess what Xuanyuan Jimo's injury was like. Can he save such injuries? Will his Xiaojiu have to pay the price of life?

"Wait!" Bai Han, who was not happy because of his joy, said to Yingwei in the dark: "You guys, go outside the windows inside and outside this room to see if you can break the windows."

"Yes!" Ying came and nodded to Bai Han, and walked towards the largest window first. He and Xuanyuan Jimo had the longest world and were the most open-minded shadow guard who was not so afraid of Xuanyuan Jimo.

To be honest, he likes the Xuanyuan family more than the Yuli family. As long as you have the ability, you can get any respectful system. Everything will only be special because of your outstanding abilities.

The shadows that brought the actions of several leaders into their eyes were also hung upside down on a rope and pushed them hard towards the glass.

With a "bang," the shadow stuck to the barrier fiercely.

At this time, the warm wine that had drawn the character "卍" to Xuanyuan Jimo's navel seemed to be pushed by someone from behind. He suddenly leaned forward, and the cinnabar in his hand was first raised to the top of his head by the warm wine, without sprinkling a drop.

Wen Jiu, who suddenly turned his head to look at the window, shook his head hard, and then threw away the miasma in front of him, and spoke with spiritual power to the person outside: "Don't touch the barrier, retreat!"

The sound of warm wine was spiritual power, and was not blocked by the sound insulation of the room. It entered the ears of several people very smoothly. Once the shadows stuck to the window suddenly became cold on the back, and quickly fell off the rope. Then, entering from the main entrance, looking at the heads, and then hiding his body.

It seemed like several of the leading officials who were despised and despised, and they immediately looked at their noses and mouths, and ignored Kyoichi's disrespect.
Chapter completed!