He raised his eyes, looked at them, and finally said, "You and Mu Juebing come in, Qian Ruozhi - no!"

Xiaozhi was stunned at first, but immediately understood what he meant.

If it weren't for Yiluo's illness, Song Hemingyin would have killed her. How could he want to see her now?

Bing looked up hesitantly, but she had already heard Xiaozhi say to herself with a brilliant face: "Bing, you guys can go in, I'll just wait outside!"

Looking at her pretending relaxed face, Bing felt a little distressed, but at this moment, Yiluo's condition was the most important.

"Be good, I'll come out right away." He stretched out his hand, straightened out the strands of hair on her forehead, and then walked into the room with Guiling.

However, as soon as I entered the door, I saw the four guardians of Hell Pavilion kneeling on the ground in the room. Songhe Mingyin stared at them with an angry look on his face, as if he wanted to eat people.

"What's going on?" Bing frowned and asked.

When Shumo saw him and Gui Ling coming, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Mu Juebing, you are here just right, please persuade the Pavilion Master quickly. He insisted that I draw blood to make the Blood Spirit Pill to save Yiluo. But the Pavilion Master's body could not even lose a drop of blood, otherwise his life would be in danger!"

So that's it!

Mu Juebing nodded clearly and looked at the bed, but found that Song He Mingyin was still maintaining the movements and expressions he had just now, as if he could not move or speak.

"This is……"

Huan Ye spoke with some embarrassment: "We didn't agree to the Pavilion Master, but the Pavilion Master was too excited and almost cut his blood vessels with a knife, so we could only click his acupoint. Moreover, we know the Pavilion Master's temper. He will definitely use the Pavilion Master's identity to command us to do it, so I simply clicked the dumb acupoints together."

"You guys are..." Bing and Gui Ling couldn't help laughing. Could this be considered disobedience?!

When he looked up again, he found that Song He Mingyin's face was astonished as if it was so angry.

Mu Juebing turned his head and looked at the four guardians on the ground: "You all get up. Also, untie my uncle's acupoints. I have important things to discuss with my uncle."

What’s important?!

Shumo immediately raised her head: "Have you found a way to save Yiluo?"

Bing shook his head: "It's not clear yet, but I'll talk about it quickly."

"Oh, okay." As he said that, Shumo had already jumped up from the ground, stretched out his finger and lit it twice on Song He Mingyin's chest.

"Ahemhem—"

"Cough cough cough cough cough—"

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough—"

The familiar cough suddenly rang in the room.

"I'm sorry, Master, please don't be angry." Shumo put the medicine bottle in front of his nose and begged for mercy. "Shumo really has no choice but to urge your acupoint. I know I'm wrong. You can punish me no matter how much you punish me. Don't get angry..."

"You..." Song He Mingyin originally wanted to punish this girl heavily, but when he calmed down his cough and saw Shumo's worried and aggrieved expression, he was reluctant to scold her, "Oh, forget it-"

He sighed helplessly, they were just thinking about their own bodies. He sucked a few deep medicine bottles to make his breathing smoother as soon as possible, and then turned his head to look at Mu Juebing: "Tell me, is there anything you want to ask me?"

Mu Juebing nodded politely: "Yes, uncle?"

"Have you found a way to save Yiluo?" This is also what he cares about the most.

"Well, I'm not sure yet. But I wonder if my dad's blood also has the same function as you?"

"Qingyun?!" Hearing this, Song He Mingyin's body shook slightly, and then smiled helplessly, "Yes! We were chosen by the Pavilion Master to test the medicine together. Your father is a little better than me in everything. Since I succeeded, he naturally succeeded too. But he is no longer in the world, what's the use of mentioning him?"

"No, it's useful!" At this time, Mu Juebing seemed to see a glimmer of light. "Although Dad is dead, he had given some things to us as early as when we were born. Uncle, don't forget that Yiluo and I were bleeding from my father!"

At this time, Song He Mingyin seemed to realize something, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face: "You mean, Yiluo inherited your father, and his own blood also has the function of automatic repair?!"

The ghost nodded: "This is very likely!"

At this time, Mu Juebing added gently: "Maybe it's not just Yiluo, but me."

The people in the room were stunned at the same time, and they all smiled the next second.

Shumo was so happy that she almost cried: "It would be great if this was the case. The Pavilion Master would no longer need to draw his own blood to make a blood spirit pill. In fact, now the Pavilion Master's health is getting worse and worse, and the blood spirit pill made with his blood is no longer as good as before. If Bing's blood really has this magical effect, then at this time, use Bing's blood as a blood spirit pill to inject new energy into Yiluo, and maybe a miracle will really happen!"

Wuming raised his eyes: "You mean, Duanmu Yiluo will heal?!"

Shumo shook her head: "I dare not say healed, but at least he may not die in a short time!"

"It's great!" Xue Yan shouted excitedly, "At least he can live a little longer, so there's no need to be too sad about Huahua and the others!"

"Shut up!" The next second, Huan Ye took advantage of everyone's attention and stepped on him hard.

Damn little kid, he is getting less and less apart from the occasion! He actually shouted in front of the Pavilion Master, is he tired of living?

Xue Yan felt pain and immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he flashed to the side and stopped saying a word.

Shumo looked at him with a grievance, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so she had to change the topic: "Since that's the case, I'll draw Mu Juebing's blood now, and see if the blood spirit pill is effective!"

As he said that, he was about to open the medical box at the head of the bed and draw blood for Bing.

However, at this moment, the pine and crane sounded loudly on the bed: "Stop it all!"

Everyone's "splitting" was a little bit, and they didn't know why.

Shumo retreated her hand angrily: "People, what's wrong?"

Song He Mingyin turned sideways and swept the medical box at the head of the bed to the ground.

With a "clang" sound, it fell to pieces.

"No one is allowed to draw blood for Mu Juebing!" At this moment, Song He Mingyin's face looked even worse than in the morning.

Bing wondered: "Why?"

Why?!

"Hmph!" Song He Mingyin snorted coldly, "Look at how I look now, do you still have to ask why?"

When Bing'er died tragically, Yiluo was lingering on the verge of life and death. At that time, his whole heart was filled with guilt and swore that he would save Yiluo, so he took the risk of trying the Blood Spirit Pill. However, today, he almost exhausted all his life for Yiluo. How could he let Mu Juebing go on this road again...

At this moment, he stared at Mu Juebing with a terrible look of coldness: "I saved Yiluo because he was Bing'er's child, so I must save him, even if it was death, not to sacrifice a child to save a child. Do you understand?"

Bing suddenly realized.

It turns out that he is worried about himself...

"Uncle, please don't worry." Mu Juebing stared at him for a long time, and finally slowly opened his lips, "I know that you saved Yiluo's life. I don't know how to express my gratitude. However, he is my younger brother. I have been dispersed for more than ten years and finally returned to me. He is the same blood as me, and even has the same heart. If it weren't for too many people and too many things to worry about, maybe I would have chosen to save him with my own heart. But I can't, because I know that now I not only belong to myself, but also to those who love me. Moreover, Yiluo will never agree. Even if he survives, his life will be left with pain. Uncle, I want to live with Yiluo and see this world."

"So, please allow me to try it with my own blood, okay?" At this moment, Bing's tone almost begged, because Songhe's voice at this moment was his most respected uncle. "I promise, I just give it a try and I will never put my life in danger!"

However, this time, before Song He Mingyin answered, Shumo had already spoken: "Mu Juebing, I think there is something I have to clarify with you now. The production of the Blood Spirit Pill is not as simple as you imagined. Every piece of blood needs is not wrong, but it will definitely be successful every time. Moreover, with Yiluo's current physical condition, he has to take the new Blood Spirit Pill almost every seven days. Are you sure you can bear it?"

"What do you mean is that every seven days of ice requires blood drawn to refine the blood spirit pill?" Guiling nodded in surprise, "It's crazy! The blood drawn by a person in one day will take two weeks to slowly recover, let alone. If that goes on, ice will soon become the second pine crane sound of the sound!"

Shumo nodded: "That's right, that's it."

If this is not successful, not only will Yiluo not survive, but Mu Juebing will also pay...

silence.

Still silent.

A silence that makes people feel panicked.

After a long time, Mu Juebing heard lightly say: "It's okay, just smoke it. I don't believe that God will be so cruel!"

He is willing to bet with God once!

The ghost spirit frowned: "Mu Juebing, you have thought about it. With such a high-intensity frequency, your blood may be drained!"

However, at this moment, a crisp female voice suddenly came from the door: "No, I'm still there!"

Everyone looked in surprise.

"Xiaocheng?!" Mu Juebing was a little unexpected.

"Brother!" Mu Bingcheng ran towards him in two steps, with Zhan Tian following behind her, "Brother, have you forgotten? And me? I am also my father's child, and I also have my father's blood on me!"

A group of people suddenly realized.

Yes, they all forgot that Mu Qingyun not only had two children, he also had a daughter!

"Nonsense!" Bing pushed her away almost without thinking, "Zhantian, take Xiaocheng back!"

He can bear such a thing himself! He must not hurt Xiaocheng!

However, Xiaocheng resolutely shook Zhan Tian's hand: "No, I don't! Brother, why can you, I can't! Yiluo is also my brother! I want to save him! Brother, have you forgotten? My father has asked me to protect you and Yiluo since he was a child. Protecting you is the mission left to me by my father, right? Brother, please, let me do my best!"

Mu Juebing looked at her eyes full of prayer, and a heat gushed in her heart.

It turned out that from when, his little orange grew up little by little, becoming a good girl who knows how to take responsibility, is strong and brave!

"Young Master, let Xiaocheng try it!" What Mu Juebing didn't expect was that at this moment, Lian Zhantian would agree with the little girl's approach.

He glanced at Zhan Tian in confusion: "This seems to be contrary to your duty?"

Zhan Tian's always determined face showed a smile: "Maybe, but I was just Xiaocheng's bodyguard in the past and had no right to ask about her decision. I only care about her safety. But now it's different."

Speaking of this, everyone noticed that Xiaocheng was blushing.

Then, she could only hear her look at Zhan Tian with a shy look on her face, and then look at Mu Juebing: "Brother, I agreed to Zhan Tian's proposal this morning!"

So that's it. This is really a supreme~

At this moment, Bing completely understood.
To be continued...