Chapter 104 Blood on forehead

Author: Tang Youyou

Chapter 104 Blood on forehead

"Don't worry about how I did it. You save people first. If you have anything to do, wait until Li Yan wakes up."

Hua Chaoyang picked up the small drug and gave it to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing looked at the medicine beast that had been transformed into a smaller version by the spell, and hesitantly stretched out his hand to take it.

The little medicine beast stared at it with round eyes and slapped it with one paw.

The big furry claws appeared in prototype, almost as big as Yan Qing's head.

Yan Qing has always known that this kind of mythical beast has a weird temper. It may seem docile, but in fact it has an unstable temperament. It only obeys the words of those who like it.

"I said, you do it. This little guy is too fierce." Yan Qing waved his hand and took two steps back for safety.

The little medicine beast praised him for such a discerning behavior - and slapped him with his paw again.

Hua Chaoyang immediately hugged the little medicine beast tightly to prevent it from jumping out.

"Teach me what to do." Hua Chaoyang stroked the hair on the little medicine beast and comforted it.

"Just let it stop, hug it and don't let it move."

Yan Qing turned his hand and kneaded the formula, and a white light shot out from his fingertips and went straight into the little medicine beast's eyebrows.

After a while, Yan Qing's face changed slightly and he retracted his hand.

"What's wrong?" Hua Chaoyang noticed something strange about him and asked anxiously.

Yan Qing frowned and said nothing.

After pondering, he kneaded the formula again and used white light to penetrate the little medicine beast's eyebrows again.

Then, this time his expression became more solemn.

"How could it not be? Why not?"

Yan Qing muttered to himself, as if he couldn't figure it out.

The little medicine beast was extremely impatient. When it saw Li Yan lying motionless on the bed, it struggled to leave Hua Chaoyang's arms and go find Li Yan.

Hua Chaoyang saw that Yan Qing used magic to probe the center of the little medicine beast's eyebrows twice. He seemed to have some understanding and asked directly: "Do you want to take the blood from the forehead of the little medicine beast?"

When Yan Qing was asked by Hua Chaoyang, he thought about how she had just transformed the little medicine beast out of thin air. He immediately understood the cause and effect and patted himself on the forehead.

"You signed a master-servant contract with the little medicine beast, right? I was really confused. I didn't even think of this. The blood on the little medicine beast's forehead is already on your side."

Hua Chaoyang actually admires Yan Qing.

He is a very smart person, and he can guess the answer to some things without her having to explain them thoroughly.

"Will being here affect the rescue of Li Yan?" Hua Chaoyang asked worriedly.

Yan Qing's expression was heavy: "It's okay to save him, but it will have an impact on you."

"I'm not afraid. As long as I can restrain the cold needle and save Li Yan, it doesn't matter what I do."

Hua Chaoyang put down the little medicine beast and let it run to the bed and lie down next to Li Yan.

It gently licked the back of Li Yan's hand, as if trying to wake him up.

Yan Qing hesitated.

Once the blood from the little medicine beast's forehead is taken out, Hua Chaoyang's cultivation will be damaged for hundreds of years.

His silence made Hua Chaoyang even more uneasy.

She looked at Li Yan on the bed and kept urging Yan Qing.

Yan Qing had to tell her the truth: "You have just been promoted to the early stage of becoming a god, and your state is unstable. If you take out the blood from the forehead of the little medicine beast again, you will fall out of the realm of god transformation, and you may not even be able to keep the Nascent Soul state.

"

"Okay. I understand. Take it." Hua Chaoyang blocked Yan Qing's next words of dissuasion without any hesitation.

╮(╯▽╰)╭, I am also asking for trouble.

Yan Qing secretly criticized Hua Chaoyang and Li Yan for working for each other one by one. This kind of spirit of not being afraid of sacrifice was simply abusing dogs.

"Have you thought about it?"

"No need to think about it. He risked his life to save me. I only have to lose a hundred years of cultivation. Do I still need to consider which is more important? Take it out quickly. Li Yan's face is getting worse and worse."

Yan Qing wanted to try harder: "One more thing, the process of taking blood from your forehead may deplete your soul. I'm not sure about this. Are you willing to take the risk?"

Hua Chaoyang looked at Li Yan, who was still unconscious. When he blocked the cold needle for himself, did he hesitate for a moment?

No, there isn't.

If there is, the needle will only be injected into your own body.

"Stop nagging, hurry up." Hua Chaoyang looked at Yan Qing firmly.

"Okay, since you have chosen, then I will take action."

Yan Qing lost his temper because of her scolding. He turned his hands to squeeze the formula, and the shadow of the formula flew away. A white light suddenly penetrated between Hua Chaoyang's eyebrows.

Hua Chaoyang had already prepared a response, but still couldn't help but take half a step back under the recoil.

There was a sharp pain in the center of my eyebrows.

This pain slowly spread throughout her body, so much so that her whole body trembled uncontrollably under the pain.

The little medicine beast noticed something was wrong with its master, jumped down from the bed, and started "whining" at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing couldn't care about anything else and was focused on Hua Chaoyang.

In fact, after the little medicine beast's heart blood enters the owner's body, it will slowly merge with the owner's blood.

If an outsider takes it out forcibly, it will be a risk that consumes spiritual power and soul.

But Yan Qing didn't tell Hua Chaoyang this, he didn't want Hua Chaoyang to feel that he owed him something.

He treats her well and doesn't need her to repay him.

That's all.

Yan Qing's cultivation is also depleting.

At the same time, he discovered a strange phenomenon.

Hua Chaoyang's Ling Mansion actually contains Li Yan's true essence.

He thought for a long time before he figured out that there was only one possibility for this situation, which was that when the blood from the forehead of the little medicine beast dripped into Hua Chaoyang's body, it was mixed with Li Yan's true energy.

Otherwise, the forced fusion of the two people's true essences would tear apart Hua Chaoyang's true essence.

The medicine beast is not an ordinary divine beast. Only with the help of this method, Li Yan can unknowingly inject true energy into Hua Chaoyang and help her practice.

This Li Yan really worked hard for Hua Chaoyang.

Half an hour later, the blood from the little medicine beast's forehead was extracted.

Emerging from Hua Chaoyang's forehead, it is as red as a bead, shining with a radiant light.

Driven by Yan Qing's magic power, this precious piece of blood from his forehead slowly flew towards Li Yan.

Just when it was about to drip into Li Yan's brow, a black shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air in the room, invading Li Yan like a whirlwind.

Hua Chaoyang and Yan Qing were both shocked.

The little medicine beast reacted and wanted to pounce on the black shadow, but it was already too late.

The blood on his forehead was sucked in by the black shadow and disappeared.

"No." Hua Chaoyang's glazed green silk pierced out like a sword, but unfortunately the black shadow was illusory, and the glazed blue silk missed the target and hit the wall.

Hua Chaoyang suddenly lost hundreds of years of cultivation, and was anxious to use her true energy. Seeing that Li Yan's life-saving medicine was taken away, she was so anxious that she spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Chaoyang." Yan Qing was anxious when he saw Hua Chaoyang's condition and reminded her: "You must not use your spiritual power again, otherwise your soul will be injured beyond repair."

And Yan Qing himself had just extracted the blood from his forehead, which had depleted his soul, and his spiritual palace was still in severe pain. He tried his best to use his fly whisk and fought towards the black shadow's threshold.

There was only a muffled groan, and it seemed to have hit the target. The little medicine beast reacted quickly, and its body suddenly grew larger when it jumped up, and it pounced towards the place where the whisk was killed.
Chapter completed!