As soon as Ying'er's words were finished, she handed a crystal box to Michen. Michen looked at her with a crystal box and said with a smile, "you just believe me. Are you afraid you can't save your ancestors?"
"No, I believe in you! I also believe that this leaf is the leaf of Jiusheng tree. Please start Ying'er said firmly.
Michen nodded his head. He didn't expect that the girl was still sincere, and he was not afraid to run away with three drops of blood. The more she was like this, the more she couldn't let her down, so she whispered, "please open my grandfather's mouth, thank you!"
Ying'er stretched out her finger and put it on both ends of her grandfather's mouth, but she couldn't squeeze it open. Michen also forgot that the muscles are stiff after death and can't be pinched open. Ying'er also understood this truth, so she took out a piece of jade and carefully pried her grandfather's teeth open a small crack. Michen quickly put the leaves in.
As soon as the nine leaves were put in, they turned into liquid and slid down her grandfather's shriveled throat.
Michen relaxed and said, "Miss Ying'er, let's have a rest. Your grandfather has passed away for a long time, and maybe it will take a long time to wake up. Now we just need to wait patiently."
Although they sat beside, a wisp of Lingnian never left. Half an hour after jiushengye took it, Yinger's ancestors had a reaction. Her dry skin began to have elasticity, and her wrinkled skin began to flatten gradually. The key was that there was a faint breath in her dry and collapsed nostrils.
Although ordinary people can't notice it, they can't escape from experts like Michen and Yinger. With the change of her ancestors, Ying'er's breathing is getting thicker and thicker, her heart is also beating faster and faster, and the tears in her beautiful eyes can't be restrained, rolling down her cheeks.
More than an hour later, Yinger's breathing became more obvious and steadily increased. He was also very excited to see that Jiusheng leaves really saved a long dead man, and he was amazed at the magical effect of Jiusheng leaves!
At this time, it's time for him to leave. Michen stood up slowly, took out a small jade bottle and said, "girl, I'll go first because I've got nothing to do with my ancestors. This is a bottle of pills for recovery. I'll give it away for free."
On hearing this, Ying'er quickly got up and said to Michen, "thank you, young master! You see, I'm so happy and confused. I haven't asked you how to address me? "
"It doesn't matter. My name is Michen. Please take good care of lingzu. I'll go first. Goodbye!" After finishing, Michen went back to his Inn room.
Although tomorrow is the official competition, but Michelin is more concerned about the effect of this source of blood. As soon as he returned to the room, he took out the original blood, and then cut a small mouth in the palm of his left hand with Qi force, and a wisp of blood soaked out.
Michen carefully drops the original blood on his left heart and merges it with his own blood. In a short time, the blood of blue and red comes from Michen's mouth.
His body also trembled, feeling that he was gnawed by ten thousand ants, and the whole person was in pain. What makes him most helpless is that this kind of blood fusion can't work against it, and can only bear it.
Michen did not expect that the pain brought by the fusion of blood was several times more painful than the cultivation of divine body. In a moment, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and his originally handsome face was all distorted. If an old acquaintance saw him, he would not recognize him at all.
With his ability to bear, can pain into this, we can see the degree of suffering how much!