Su Ye raised his head, walked towards Xuanwu step by step, and looked at it with a smile.
It has always been the most stable. Comrade Xuanwu, who did not change his face when Mount Tai collapsed in front, rarely had the action of backing back.
Then Su Ye grabbed Xuanwu's arm
"Just take a little blood essence and try it."
Xuanwu's mouth,
"You are dazzled by vulgar love."
But as soon as he said this, Su Ye's ice needle had pierced his little finger.
Ticking, blood fell into a porcelain vase along Xuanwu's fingers.
Su Ye looked at the ice needle and then at the Xuanwu, a little surprised.
"Huh? Why is it so easy? "
The four sacred beasts of Xuanwu have the strongest defense. It's not just talk.
Xuanwu took back his hand and soon the pricked eye of the needle healed.
It hummed, neither light nor heavy.
Then he turned and walked to one corner and stood quietly.
Su Ye looked at Xuanwu and raised her eyebrows.
"Are you not sleepy?"
Xuanwu spoke quietly
"Sleepy."
"Why don't you go back to space to sleep?"
As she spoke, she opened the lid of the porcelain bottle and smelled the blood inside.
Xuanwu shook his head
"No."
Then he stopped talking and stood in the corner.
And Su ye, after smelling the smell of its blood, didn't speak anymore, and his attention completely shifted to it.
It was half a sound. She looked at Xuanwu
"Why is your blood different from normal people?"
Xuanwu replied
"I'm not human."
Su ye took the plug next to her, covered the porcelain bottle and put it aside.
She didn't start to refine medicine immediately, but stood quietly looking at the Xuanwu in the corner.
She wondered
"What do you think you didn't tell me?"
I've been with my contract beast for so long, but I still know something about it.
It clearly didn't want to save the witch people. She didn't resist at all when she took the blood. Now, looking at him like this, her eyes have been sweeping the porcelain vase. It seems that she is very curious about her using its blood to refine pills.
The basaltic pale golden eyes blinked and said nothing.
After a while, suyeton turned and walked to the table where the herbs were placed.
Then she raised her hand and swept the herbs off the table.
Then he took out two more porcelain bottles from the space.
These two porcelain bottles contain blood.
One is the blood of Liu Xuanxuan in the palace.
One is the blood of the half witch people.
Then he divided two clean porcelain bowls and poured part of the blood into the two porcelain bowls.
She looked down, sniffed, and then closed her eyes.
Liu Xuanxuan's bloody breath still carries a fragrance, which makes people feel restless when they smell it.
The blood color of the half witch people is dark red, a smell of?
Su ye can't say, but the smell is not very good.
The fingertips beat thoughtfully on the table, opened the porcelain bottle and dropped the Xuanwu blood into the porcelain bowl.
The blood of Xuanwu is blood red with light gold, without any fishy smell. The smell is clean like water.
When the blood was mixed with Liu Xuanxuan's blood, the porcelain bowl did not react.
But mixed with the blood of the half witch people, it reacted in the porcelain bowl almost instantly.
Zila, Zila, it's like hot oil pouring in, making a violent interlaced sound.
The pale golden blood seemed to have attack power, and soon fused all the dark blood in the bowl into pale golden blood.