Chapter 974

Why can't you protect the people you want to protect?

Why live again or watch those close people leave one by one?

After that?

What about Ji Shumo?

In the last life, Ji Shumo was not her.

So, in this life, when can she hold Ji Shumo? I don't know. I really don't know.

"Poof!"

Du grass throat in a burst of fishy sweet, a mouthful of blood, spray out, so faint in Ji Lyric Mo's arms.

"Grass

Ji Shumo picked up the man and said, "go, call seven grandfathers. Hurry up!"

Jiangnan quickly turned and ran out.

Five years later, seven grandfather become more old, looking at Du grass pale cheek and some blue mouth, is also a burst of panic.

Strode forward, carefully checked, and then sighed.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Everything has a cause and a result. All things are to be returned, and all things are to be returned.

"Xiaomo, Xiaocao's body has been in a state of disrepair. The poison from Yueer and my fake death medicine have emptied her body. After so many years, I've been working hard, and it's even more painful. I'm afraid it's just... I'm afraid..."

Later, seven grandfather really don't give up to say, how can he have the heart to watch Ji Lyric Mo lose Du Cao again?

How could he have the heart!

"No! No, it's not like that. Seven grandfathers, you save her, you think of a way, I beg you, I beg you Ji's voice is trembling, begging to look at seven grandfather.

Seven grandfather sighed: "my medical skill is limited, I can't save her."

"Then who can? Who is it? " Ji Shumo was in a hurry and pulled seven grandfather's arm: "I, can I? Grandfather, I've eaten divine grass, can I? I'm willing to use my heart as medicine. I just want grass to live well. Is that ok? I beg you

Ji Shumo kneels on the ground and hugs seven grandfather's legs tightly: "I beg you, you save grass, grandfather! Seven grandfathers

"Little mo! Get up Seven grandfather looked at Ji Lyric ink this way, very distressed: "are you crazy? You should use your own heart as medicine! Are you crazy

"I do, grandfather, I beg you, I do!" Ji Lyric ink tightly grasped seven grandfather's hand, red eyes.

What is the pain of gouging out the heart?

He's not afraid! But he really can't lose the grass, he really can't bear, so pain, so cold, he really can't stand it!

"Little mo!" Seven grandfather anxious, holding Ji Lyric ink's arm: "you sober up a little bit good?"? When you are dead, how can duckweed live alone

"She's dead, and I won't live alone!"

Ji expresses Mo to express ruthlessly, gnash teeth of drop this sentence.

Seven grandfather looked at Ji Lyric Mo so, is also helpless, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said: "then you kill me now!"

"Seven grandfathers!"

"Ji Shumo!"

Neither of them will let the other.

Ji Lyric Mo's arrogance suddenly went down, * down, tightly holding the hand of Du Cao: "grandfather, you know, I can't do without Du Cao, I can't!"

Yes, everyone knows that Ji Lyric ink can't do without Du Cao.

But what?

In addition to God grass, what else can save the life of Du grass?

In this world, there is really no medicine like Shencao!

"Don't worry. I'll prescribe some medicine for Xiaocao. First, I'll recuperate my body slowly. Remember, I can't work hard any more, you know?" The seventh grandfather sighed and touched Ji's head.

The good days have just come. How can things be like this?

Ji Shumo tightly grasped Du Cao's hand: "I know. Don't tell Xiao Cao about it, OK?"

"Good." Seven grandfather sighed: "I go to decoct medicine."

Seven grandfather went out, Jiuxi fell down, standing on the bed of Du grass: "what is God grass?"

"It's a kind of magical grass, which can cure all kinds of diseases and bring the dead back to life." Ji Shumo choked and took Du Cao's hand: "I was seriously injured and almost died. Xiaocao saved my life with Shencao."

"Well, where else? I'll look for it Jiuxi is in a hurry, gritting his teeth and looking at Ji Shumo.Hearing this, Ji Lyric ink is a burst of despair: "no, no more, a total of only three, I ate one, grandma ate one, Bai Shuer ate one, no more, no more."

"Then I'll dig the heart of Bai shu'er and make medicine for the grass!" Jiuxi said and went out.

Ji Shumo was anxious and stood up: "you stop!"

"Shu'er is the person that Du Cao values. He exists like a brother. Are you crazy?" Ji Shumo is impatient, gritting his teeth and looking at Jiuxi.

Jiuxi snorted coldly: "so what? If it's too big for my life, I won't either! "

"If she knew that she had eaten her brother's heart, how could she live alone? Don't you know about weed? You don't know what kind of person she is

Ji didn't hold back and roared.

Jiuxi no longer talks when he looks at Ji's painful appearance. Yes, what kind of person is Du Cao?

If she really knows that her life is bought with other people's heart, I'm afraid that she will do something more tragic than self accusation?

Think of here, Jiuxi is also a burst of despair: "but there are other ways?"

"I don't know. I really don't know." Ji Shumo reddened his eyes and clenched his fist.

Such a sense of powerlessness, five years ago, Ji Lyric ink had, but at that time he can also use his own heart and blood to medicine, now, what else does he have?

Heart blood! Yes, blood!

Ji Shumo thought of the blood wine in his heart, as if he thought of his own life-saving straw, turned around and walked towards the kitchen: "seventh grandfather, seventh grandfather! With my heart, can you? Blood, just like last time, blood, OK

"Of course not!" Seven grandfather anxious: "the heart blood is how precious thing? Not to mention how painful it is, your body can't stand it! "

"Will you die?" Ji Shumo holds seven grandfather's hand: "take it again, will you die?"

"No!" Seventh grandfather looked at Ji Shumo seriously: "but life is not like death. At that time, you will cough up blood every day. Are you sure you want ducao to watch you tortured every day?"

"If I don't tell duckweed, I'll have my way!" Ji Shumo clenched his fist: "please, save Xiaocao, OK?"

Looking at Ji Shumo's resolute appearance, the seventh grandfather sighed and said in a low voice, "or, you can go and ask the master of Du Cao."

Master of Du Cao?

Doctor Fei?

Ji Shumo frowned and looked at the seventh grandfather: "a barefoot doctor in the countryside, do you want me to ask him? Will he have a way? "