Chapter 232： Still blood

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Chapter 232 is still blood

"Back to the lord, these two are the dragons of the South China Sea and the North Sea." After all, everyone was shocked, especially Loulan Wang, who was lying on the edge of the bed. When he got up, he walked up to the front of Huangfu Jun, and looked at the tray with his eyes. Something on it.

"What are you talking about, the dragon of the South China Sea, the top of the North Sea?" Lou Lan Wang's desperate eyes shot a shining light.

"Exactly, my emperor has found out the two rare things after a few twists and turns, I hope that I can do a little bit of power." Huang Junjun rested firmly.

"Good... good! Come on! Send these two samples to the Royal Hospital! Let them take drugs according to law! Great! The sorcerer's sorcerer is saved! Saved!" Loulan Wang is sobbing, tears mad Gushing out. What he hasn't found for more than a decade is now in front of him, asking him not to be excited.

The attendants did not dare to neglect. When they arrived at the time, they won the tray of Huangfu Jun’s hands and flew to the palace.

"Even if you gather these four herbs, you can still lack the soul blood to make medicines, but also the soul? What is the meaning in the end, is it difficult to return to the soul of the corpse?" Chu Moxin eager meditation, but the speaker is not intended, the listener has the heart.

When I heard the words of resurrection, Yao Mozhen’s heart suddenly trembled, and there were turbulent waves in the middle of the day. If it was a resurrection, it would still be blood...

Thinking about this, Yao Mozhen quietly retired from the crowd and walked back to his room.

"Yin Xue!" Back in the room, Yao Mozhen screamed Yin Xue.

"Master, the subordinates have already let Qinglong sleep, and will wake up until tomorrow afternoon." Yin Xue looked back.

"Do it well, do you have a dagger?" Yao Mozhen nodded, took a porcelain bowl from the table, and then looked up at Yin Xue.

"Master is this?" Yin Xue handed the dagger to Yao Mozhen, but did not want to the next second. Yao Mozhen made a stroke on his wrist, and the red blood rushed from the wound. In the porcelain bowl. Looking at Yao Mo's gradual pale face, Yin Xue was distressed, and now he prepared medicine and white gauze.

"Nothing, put this bowl of blood in the hands of Ben Lei, tell him...." Yao Mozhen sighed a few words in Yin Xue's ear, and the blood was handed to Yin Xue.

"Subordinate to obey!" Yin Xue was in the place where Yao Mozhen's wound was treated, and immediately disappeared into the room with blood.

When Yao Mozhen returned to Kubuzhe's room, it did not attract too much attention.

"Just for a while, is it so serious?" Looking at the face of Kubuzheer on the bed was covered with bloodshot eyes, Yao Mozhen heartache opened, tears overflowed in the eyes.

"Are you okay? Face is so bad?" On one side, Feng Yihan looked worried to Yao Mozhen, and both hands subconsciously wanted to protect Yao Mozhen's shoulders. At about the same time, the night Jun suddenly pulled Yao Mozhen.

"Where have you been? You..." The night Junqing saw the cold sweat that Yao Mozhen oozes between the foreheads, and when he hangs down, the handcuffs are released.

"Hey, I'm fine, the princess's medicine hasn't been sent yet?" Yao Mozhen seems to have a deep look at the night of Junqing, although the night Junqing understands Yao Mozhen's mind, but still stunned. On one side, Feng Yihan looked at the eyebrow exchange between Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing, and the lips smeared a bitter bitterness.

Just then, there was a sudden footstep outside the door.

"The Empress of the Emperor, there is a self-proclaimed mysterious country's messenger who said that he is willing to serve the soul." The guardian said, everyone in the house was embarrassed, and they all felt that Kubuzhe’s life should not be over.

"Return the blood? Please please! Please invite him in! Zhe Er, don't be afraid, the father will not let you die, no!" Looking at Kubuzheer who could not speak on the couch, Loulan Wang wiped the tears in his eyes. It’s hard to add.

Shortly after the guard left, I saw that Ben Lei was dressed in a strange costume, and the black gauze came in.

"Mysterious messenger Xiao Tianyu sees Loulan Wang." Ben Lei held a gold box and respected Shi Li.

"Get up! You are the messenger of the mysterious country? What is the soul of the soul?" Loulan Wang has not taken care of many etiquette, rushed forward to pick up the thunder, and asked urgently.

"Returning to Loulan Wang, Xiao Tian’s hand is a rare soul of the hundred years." The room opened with a golden box, and the white porcelain inside was filled with bright red blood.

"Is this really a **** soul?" Loulan Wang carefully picked up the white porcelain, and looked suspiciously.

"It's true." Ben Lei firmly nodded. On one side, the night Junqing looked at the bowl of blood, his eyes were tangled, his face was gloomy, and his heart could not tell the uncomfortable.

At this moment, Loulan Royal Doctor has already brought in the good soup. When the royal doctor opened the porcelain cover, the whole room was filled with a pleasant and refreshing fragrance, which was lightly inhaled and refreshed.

"The emperor, the medicine has been stunned. It is only the medicine cited..." The royal doctor lifted the medicine to the front of Loulan, respectfully opening. Silent, Loulan Wang stared at the bowl and blood for a long time, and finally poured all of it into the soup.

At the moment when the blood was mixed with the medicinal juice, the scent suddenly disappeared and everyone was uneasy.

"The emperor, this blood will not be fake, or else the fragrance is gone? This medicine can not be given to the princess!" Dag choked and looked at Loulan Wang, worried.

"This is the last chance of Zhe Er, I will not give up! Go away!" Kubdan handed the soup to Kubuzheer's mouth, and the tears fell silently. At this time, Kubuzhe was already bloodshot. No one can associate her with the beautiful girl.

When the medicine is exhausted, everyone is praying, praying that God will be merciful, don't take such a living life, and don't let down a father's love.

In the past one second, the room was silent, and everyone’s eyes were concentrated on Kubze’s body. The moment the blood on her face faded away, the whole room cheered.

"Father of the Emperor..." A father-in-law, it was a cry.

Back to the room, Yao Mozhen was relieved and was trying to drink a cup of tea, but he saw the night rushing into the air.

"Yao Mozhen, you are crazy! So much blood, you don't want to live!" Yao Mo squinted at Tingyue, Tingyue was the heart of the gods, and walked to the door to close the door.

"You guessed it?" Yao Moyu casually drank tea and raised his eyebrows to look at the night.

"It's hard to guess! You have a wound on your wrist, and the blood is sent by the thunder, obviously!" Night Jun Qing said something, put a bottle of good gold sore medicine on the table.

"A bowl of blood for 3,000 iron ore, it is worth it." Yao Mozhen put down the cup and picked up the golden sore medicine sent by the night Junqing. She remembered this medicine, and Jun Qing had told me that the golden sore medicine was hand-picked by him, but not everyone is qualified to use it.

"You really want money to be crazy, and how do you know that your blood must work?" Night Jun Qing sees Yao Mozhen struggling to solve the white gauze, simply squatting in front of Yao Mozhen to help, after taking the golden sore medicine Painted on Yao Mo's wound.

"Because I don't know, Mo Zhen only gambles on this. As long as he can save Zhaoyang Princess, the mysterious country is indispensable. When the 3,000 iron ore mines are divided, they will be divided into the north of Chu Mo, and there is still one. Thousands and 500s can be returned to the original, one thousand and five hundred!" Yao Mo's lips smirk, can not conceal the joy of the bottom of my heart.

"I really don't understand how you would love money so much, money is more important than life? Next time not allowed!" Night Jun Qing looked up and looked at Yao Mozhen, extremely speechless.