Bai Yuzheng said: "Don't worry, Hanshuang, you go get a sharp knife, and by the way, bring a lamp."
Hanshuang did not dare to object and quickly and carefully leaned the young lady against the wall.
Seeing this, Bai Yuzheng quickly took it and let her lean against him.
It's still that soft body, but it just doesn't feel a trace of vitality.
His eyes were closed tightly and his breath was weak.
He took her soft, boneless hand and looked at the wound on her wrist.
Bai Yuzheng was heartbroken, but also a little surprised:
"This wound..."
"I heard that King Lanling cut it with a knife and offered sacrifice."
Hanshuang took the knife and moved a lamp.
"It's amazing. Not only has it been burned with fire, but the wound is so small that it's in the folds of the skin. Even if it heals in the future, there will be no scars."
"Only this blood vessel was cut, and the rest of the blood vessels were left unscathed. This King of Lanling is well-deserved."
Bai Yuzheng gave a faint compliment.
Bai Yuzheng said, taking out a pill:
"This is the Nine Revolutions Great Return Pill. No matter what, let's hang her life first."
He took a box of silver needles and inserted them into key points to control the blood flow.
After some massage, the blood poison all over Bai Yuyue's body was concentrated on his left hand.
It seemed that Bai Yuyue's anger last night did not spread her blood poison, and Bai Yuzheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He picked up the knife and burned it in the light for a while, then touched Bai Yuyue's wrist and pricked it again at the wound that Cang Xiyuan had scratched.
Blood gushes out!
Bai Yuzheng turned his hand over and drank her blood with a small, clean jar the size of four fists.
After almost catching a jar, he picked up the knife again and pricked a small incision on his wrist.
Then, the two wrists connected!
He felt the blood in her body pouring into his own body. This was the first time he experienced the feeling of blood connection.