Chapter 22 Saving People

"Master Ning, then... what should we do now?" Yuyan was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Naturally, Yu Ningsheng didn't expect Ning Xiaochuan to be able to save herself. After all, even the martial masters of the previous generation like Jiange Hou died under the poison of the evil dragon, and even the Great Mind Cultivator might not be able to save herself!

Maybe this is fate!

Ning Xiaochuan wrapped the evil dragon scales with a cloth, and said: "The toxin has not invaded the heart veins, and there is still salvation. Let's exchange blood!"

"Saved?"

"Exchanging blood?"

Yu Ningsheng found it strange, she had never heard that human blood can be exchanged.

Transfusion is considered a high-risk operation, Ning Xiaochuan knew it was difficult to explain to them, and he didn't have time to explain to them at this time.

Ning Xiaochuan carried Yu Ningsheng into the Qinglu carriage, and drove the carriage away quickly.

Not long after they left, a black shadow came and looked at Hei Lin who had died in the ice, and found the bodies of two other black-armored warriors in the woods.

"They're all dead. You have to go back and report to Fourth Lord immediately." Hei Yingying's heart felt a little chilled, and he cleaned up the five corpses on the ground, and immediately returned to Jiangehou Mansion.

Jiangehou Mansion.

"Boom!"

Ning Qianwu smashed a black table in front of him with a slap, and the profound energy on his palm formed circles of airflow ripples, and the wood residue fell to the ground: "Waste, they are all waste, go to the five dead men!" Killing a tuberculosis who has no strength to restrain a chicken, the whole army is wiped out."

Ning Qianwu was so angry that he trembled all over, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

A dead man in black armor knelt down, and was shocked by Ning Qianwu's powerful martial arts profound energy and slid back three feet away. He was quite jealous of the fourth master of Jiangehou's mansion, and said in awe: "Black Lin was torn apart by the sword qi, frozen to death by the cold qi, and the other four died under the blood-devouring demon skill and turned into mummified corpses." After a pause, he continued, "Young Master Yu Han and the two servants The way of death is very similar."

Ning Qianwu took a deep breath, calmed down his anger, and said: "The old man said that this matter was not done by the Blood-devouring Demon Sect, so it must not be done by the Blood-devouring Demon Sect."

Paused, eyes narrowed, "Could it be that there are people who also know this kind of magic skills, and specifically fight against me?"

Ning Qianwu pondered for a while but couldn't think of a clue, and said coldly: "Where did the sick tuberculosis go now?"

"Looking at the traces on the shaft, we should have gone to Haitang Manor. Do you want your subordinates to lead someone to recapture the golden silk and purple wood, and kill that trash?" The dead man in black armor kneeling below said coldly, his eyes were gloomy. murderous.

Ning Qianwu shook his head and said, "It's too late! Once Ning Biao got to Haitang Manor, he can't be touched. He is just a Biao, with only half a year of life left, and he can't make any big waves. If he goes by force If you touch him, the old man will definitely not let it go. But the identity of the mysterious master who has practiced the blood-devouring demon art that has repeatedly ruined my good deeds must be thoroughly checked! This matter will be left to you!"

"Your subordinates take orders!" The black-armored soldier retreated.

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Ning Xiaochuan waved his whip, drove the Qinglu carriage, and galloped towards Haitang Manor at high speed!

"Young master, someone in the Hou's mansion wants to kill you, why do we still have to go to Haitang Manor?" Yuyan asked puzzled.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Going to Haitang Manor is the only way to survive.

The people in the Hou Mansion wanted to kill me, but why didn't they wait for me to arrive at Haitang Manor, instead of hiding their identity and intercepting me on the way? "

"why is that?"

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Because everyone knows that Haitang Manor is the property of the Jiangehou Mansion. In the imperial city of the imperial capital, except for the people in the Hou Mansion, who would dare to break into Haitang Manor to kill people? So, once I die in Haitang Manor, Then the old Hou Ye will immediately know that it was the people in the Hou's mansion who killed him, and when the time comes to investigate thoroughly, many people will suffer. My opponent is not that stupid!"

Yu Ningsheng sat in the car, leaning against the wall of the car, suppressing the injury with profound martial arts profound energy, and raised up a pair of eyes that were more beautiful than Xingyue. She couldn't help looking at Ning Xiaochuan a little bit higher, and said: "I didn't expect your thoughts to be so meticulous. It seems that everyone underestimated you before, the sick man in Jiangehou's mansion. Your mind really doesn't look like a sixteen-year-old boy. Cough cough!"

Yu Ningsheng pressed a snow-white hand on her chest, but the blood was still flowing, the blood fell on the wooden boards of the carriage, and the poisonous blood corroded and penetrated the wooden boards!

Ning Xiaochuan swung the whip more urgently, and soon came to Haitang Manor, and drove into the manor.

Inside the manor, many servants came out to greet him, including stewards, maids, guards, and so on. There are hundreds of people in total.

"Give me a quiet room, a jar of wine, a needle, silk thread, hurry up! Wait a minute, it's best to get another pot of hot water." Ning Xiaochuan carried Yu Ningsheng off the Qinglu carriage, and Led by the old steward, they came to a spacious room and placed her on the purple jade bed.

The Haitang manor was in a mess, some people were carrying wine, some were looking for needles, some were fetching silk threads, and some were boiling hot water.

Everyone doesn't know why Ning Xiaochuan wants these things?

In Jiangehou Mansion, Ning Xiaochuan was a waste and sick.

However, in Haitang Manor, he is the owner of the manor, and these servants who sold themselves to the Jiangehou Mansion naturally obey his orders.

People, in different places, naturally have different status.

Ning Xiaochuan sterilized the needle with alcohol, put on the silk thread, and skillfully untied Yu Ningsheng's shirt again.

"What are you doing?"

Naturally, Yu Ningsheng will not let Ning Xiaochuan untie her clothes easily, but she is quite weak now, and the poison of the evil dragon scale is gradually invading her martial arts heart.

If Ning Xiaochuan wants to use force, she can't resist now at all.

However, Ning Xiaochuan withdrew his hand and said patiently: "Your wound has been infected by the evil dragon poison, and your martial arts profound energy can no longer heal the wound, nor can it stop the blood loss. Stitch up the wound, or you will die of blood loss in no time."

Yu Ningsheng's body has already bled a lot, and her white shirt has turned blood red, looking very haggard, like a white orchid that has been ravaged by wind and rain.

For warriors, small wounds only need a little dressing to stop the bleeding.

Even if it is a large-scale knife wound or sword wound, the blood can be sealed with martial arts profound energy, and then the wound can be healed with martial arts profound energy.

If it is ordinary poison, there is no threat to martial arts masters in the divine body, and the blood in the body can quench the poison.

But Yu Ningsheng must have "evil dragon scales", the poisonous gas of the evil dragon is too strong, suppressing her even the profound energy of martial arts, so naturally she can't seal her own blood, and can only watch her blood flow out and die.

Yuyan stood aside, pinching her fingers tightly, and said nervously: "Sewing the wound with a needle and thread, is this... really okay?"

Yu Ningsheng has never seen anyone sew a wound with a needle and thread, but when he saw Ning Xiaochuan's calm eyes, he felt a sense of trust in him for some reason, and bit his white teeth lightly. The lips of the lips slowly closed their eyes and said, "I believe you once!"

Ning Xiaochuan walked over and uncovered her close-fitting little clothes. When she saw her pair of snow-white jade peaks, she felt a little bit of charm in her heart, because the picture was so beautiful, and it was different from the bloody wound under the jade peaks. Formed a stark contrast.

Ning Xiaochuan glanced slightly at her cheek. Although she was wearing a veil, she could guess that she was definitely a peerless beauty.

If the veil is lifted, that beautiful face will probably make all the men in the world crazy for her.

After only a moment's pause, Ning Xiaochuan withdrew his mind and quickly began to sew up the wound.

Without the use of anesthetic, the poison of the evil dragon had already made her chest numb, but when Ning Xiaochuan's hand was pressed on her chest, her delicate body still trembled slightly, and her five fingers couldn't help scratching her chest. I felt an indescribable strange feeling in my heart.

Numb, shy, angry, fearful!

Soon, Ning Xiaochuan finished suturing the wound, and the blood finally stopped.

"Are you okay now?" Yuyan also let out a long breath, with sweat stains between her fingers, feeling that she was even more nervous than Ning Xiaochuan and Yu Ningsheng.

Ning Xiaochuan shook his head and said: "The poison of the evil dragon has already penetrated into her blood, and with her cultivation level, it is impossible to refine this toxin. Once the poison invades her martial arts heart palace, her martial arts cultivation base will be lost, and her body will be destroyed." Turned into a pool of pus and blood."

"Master Ning, you must save Miss, please, please." Yuyan knelt down directly to Ning Xiaochuan.

Yu Ningsheng slowly opened her eyes, and said lightly: "Didn't you say that you can exchange blood?"

Ning Xiaochuan nodded, and said: "The risk of changing blood is very high, and the human body is also very resistant to foreign blood. Without some special drugs, it is very likely that you will die under the repulsive force of different blood. Do you dare?" Dare to try?"

"Do I have any other choices?" Yu Ningsheng smiled faintly, her pair of beautiful dark eyes were as beautiful as the stars in the sky, and there was no fear of death in her eyes.

Ning Xiaochuan stared at her eyes, feeling that the eyes of all the women he had seen before combined were not as beautiful as hers, and said, "Let's start!"

Yu Ningsheng's blood belongs to "yin", and only people with "yin" blood and "mixed" blood can exchange blood for her, and Ning Xiaochuan happens to be a mixed blood.

Although the risk of exchanging blood is high, the physical fitness of warriors in this world is extremely strong, especially for those warriors who have reached the realm of the gods, their physical bodies are simply extraordinary, enough to withstand the risk of exchanging blood.

Half of the blood in Ning Xiaochuan's body flowed into Yu Ningsheng's body, while the poisonous blood in Yu Ningsheng's body was released from the body. This process took a full three hours.

When the last trace of poisonous blood flowed out of her body, she immediately circulated the martial arts profound energy to seal the blood in the wound, and then cut off Ning Xiaochuan to continue transfusing blood to her.

Ning Xiaochuan was also extremely weak, he gave half of his blood transfusion to others, this was something he couldn't even imagine before, but today he did it miraculously.

"It must be related to the magic sword in the blood hole. When I consume a lot of blood, the magic sword will release more blood to make up for the consumption of my body. What kind of sword is this? ?”

Ning Xiaochuan asked Yuyan to take care of Yu Ningsheng, then left by himself, walked into his own room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to study the magic sword.

This is not the first time that this magic sword has saved his life. It can suck human blood and plunder the blood, as if it has its own soul.