"Sister, what are you doing!" The man next to him said in surprise.

"Try it!" the woman said.

"You're messing around!" the man said a little annoyed.

The woman was unmoved, but instead deliberately drove her blood to gather towards her fingers.

It was obvious that the person lying on the ground's throat was slightly wriggling, and the woman's blood was rushing towards the mouth of the person lying on the ground without being controlled.

The woman was shocked, but she hesitated for a moment and did not stop her.

After nearly a stick of incense, the woman's forehead was covered with sweat beads, her lips turned white, and her breath became significantly weaker.

Seeing this, the man next to him was anxious and annoyed. Seeing that the woman was almost at her limit, the man flashed to the woman and interrupted her.

"Fu'er!"

"Enough!" the man said angrily.

The woman opened her mouth and saw that the man was really angry, so she didn't say anything. Then she looked at the person lying on the ground again.

It was also at this moment that the man on the ground suddenly had a faint blood light all over his body. His originally faint aura was gradually recovering, and in just a few breaths, he became a little stronger.

"Fu'er, he! He is saved!" the woman said excitedly.

The man was also a little incredible. He had checked it in person before. This person was almost helpless, but at this time, after taking so much blood from his sister, he was slowly recovering!

"It's evil!" the man said.

The two of them waited quietly on the side until the lying person's body dissipated, and the woman came to him again to check the situation for him.

"How is it?" The man asked when he saw that the woman was reluctant to express his opinion.

The woman shook her head slightly and said, "It didn't improve much, but there was a trace of spiritual power in his body."

Upon hearing this, the man showed a little disappointed.

"Fu'er, carry him on your back. Let's go home to see if my grandfather has any solutions." The woman said.

The man opened his mouth and finally glared at the woman and said, "I'm convinced you, uh, no, with you, I'm unlucky!"

The woman smiled and said, "You have a hard mouth and a soft heart. OK, don't be too slow, hurry up."

The man reluctantly twisted the person lying on the ground and threw it on his back.

"Be gentle!" the woman said quickly.

The man glanced at the woman and said, "Sister, you care so much about the boy. You can't be fond of him, you have white hair, thin skin and tender flesh, and look like a little white face, but you still have some beauty."

Upon hearing this, the woman glared at the man fiercely and said, "Believe it or not, and use the heavenly silk to sew it!"

The man gave the woman a blank look, then kicked her feet and soared into the sky.

Nearly an hour later, the two arrived on Yiling Mountain.

There were several small houses on the top of the mountain, and the siblings headed straight to one of them.

"Grandpa, grandpa!" the woman called.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, shouting and disturbing your dreams." An old man's voice came. The next moment, the door opened and an old man walked out of it.

He glanced at the brother and sister, and then the old man looked at the white-haired young man who was carried by the young man.

"What's going on?" the old man asked.

"I picked it up, my sister insisted on saving her, but she couldn't resist it, so she carried it back." The man said.

The old man glanced at the woman and looked unhappy.

The woman stuck out her tongue and said, "Save a life better than building a seven-level pagoda. Grandpa, hurry up and see it for him. If you save it, you may remember some merits for you and let you live a few more years." The old man glared at the woman and said angrily: "You just wish I could die soon."

"No, grandpa, don't talk nonsense. Xu'er still wants grandpa to live long live long, long live long, long live long," the woman said.

"Long live long after being angry with you all day long. I'm thankful for being able to live five hundred years!" said the old man.

"What are grandpa saying? How could Xu'er..."

Before the woman finished speaking, the old man suddenly grabbed the woman's wrist. After a brief examination, he asked angrily: "What did you do!"

"Sister..."

"Shut up!"

As soon as the man opened his mouth, the woman glared at him and scolded him.

Seeing this, he looked at him again with a look of bad temper and said, "From now on, you two will confine me to me. If you have not cultivated your life, you are not allowed to step out of a hundred miles in a radius!"

"ah!"

The siblings and brothers both sneered at the same time, and at the same time showed a resentful look.

"Grandpa, Daojie is not so easy to break through. We are only in the early stage of the true essence. When we reach Daojie, we will not be able to suffocate us to death. It takes only a few dozen or hundreds of years, so don't even think about it!" the man said.

"I dare to give you the conditions again, and I will be locked until you realize God!" said the old man.

The man immediately shut up, while the woman muttered, "Can you lock you up?"

The old man glared at the woman again.

The woman laughed and said, "Grandpa, hurry up and take a look at this person. If you drag it down, he will die."

"It's just right that I die." said the old man.

But even though that was the case, he had already taken the man from the back and then placed it flat on the stone table. As the true energy surged, the old man checked his injuries.

After a moment, the old man frowned and said, "So heavy!"

"Is he still saved?" the woman asked carefully.

The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "If it were someone else, even the powerful Void God might have died, but this person!"

"How?" the woman asked quickly.

The old man glanced at the woman and said, "What are you doing with such a heart?"

The woman curled her lips.

"If I'm not mistaken, this person is not simple, where did you pick it up?" the old man asked.

"Fuer and I happened to pass by the Rage Lion Forest, and we took it back by the way." The woman said.

The old man immediately glared at the woman again and said, "You are so brave. You dare to run there. From now on, you two will be confined to me for a year!"

"ah!"

The siblings and siblings were back again.

"It's all your fault that you have to run there! You told me not to say it, why did you say it yourself? You didn't have a brain!" the man muttered.

"Do you need to get a pump?" the woman said sinisterly.

The man immediately shut up.

Too lazy to talk nonsense to his younger brother, the woman looked at the old man again and asked, "Grandpa, please make it clear, is this person still saved?"

The old man hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Where is his space ring?"

The woman gave the old man a blank look and said, "Grandpa, you taught us. You can't take advantage of others' danger."

The old man glared at the woman again and said, "This person is not simple. There must be high-level healing medicine in his space ring. Where did his space ring go?"

"No." The man said: "When we picked him up, we were empty-handed and we had no hair."

"No?"

The old man frowned slightly and sighed lightly.

"This kid is miserable. Not only was he almost beaten to death, but he was also snatched the ring." The man sighed.

"Grandpa, are you helpless?" the woman asked again.

The old man shook his head and sighed softly, "He is too seriously injured. Without high-level pills, I can do nothing."

When the woman heard this, she showed a hint of disappointment.

"Can't save it? What should I do? Throw it away?" asked the young man.

"Take you away!" the woman said angrily.

The old man frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Observe him for some time first to see if there will be any improvement."

The woman nodded and said, "I think so too."

"Fu'er, take him to you." said the old man.

"Where do I?" the man asked with a little surprised and said with a reluctance.

"It's not yours, maybe grandpa and me are not. Hurry up, don't be too slow," the woman said.

The man glared at the woman with some discomfort, then lifted the white-haired young man on the stone table and walked towards his wooden house.

For several days, the woman continued to treat the injuries of the white-haired young man, and cooperated with the spiritual medicines he picked to connect the tendons and veins to warm the five internal organs. What made her happy was that although the injuries of the white-haired young man did not improve much, his breath was gradually becoming stronger.

There have been several times when the woman wanted to give the white-haired young man some blood again, but after hesitating for a few times, she did not act like this.
To be continued...