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Chapter 37: Borrowing Your Blood for a Use

What?

Ye Qian was startled when she heard this: "The corpse of the Jin family's Zhen family is in the hands of Lord Zhenhun General?"

I was just about to nod, but my third uncle suddenly said, "Zang Ling'er, what kind of stinky chess are you playing? We've beaten the corpses of people like that. Is it useful to send them back?"

Hearing what Uncle San said, I suddenly fell silent.

Indeed, if we say that the jade is returned to Zhao intact, Lord Jin may not even appreciate it and forgive us.

Not to mention that we have all beaten our bodies to pieces and are about to be scrapped.

If he really comes back, I'm afraid it will make Master Jin even more angry.

"But Third Uncle, I can't help it. As far as I know, there is no ghost seal pattern that can deal with living corpses." At the critical moment of life and death, I didn't dare to tell the truth quickly.

"Jin Cinnabar, Ye Qian, do you have any?" The third uncle stopped talking to me. Instead, he asked Ye Qian and the few remaining special team members to surround and stop Jin Ye.

Yes, gold and cinnabar!

As soon as Third Uncle said these words, my eyes suddenly lit up.

Everyone knows that cinnabar can drive away evil spirits, but they don't know that there is also a kind of top-quality cinnabar called golden cinnabar.

It is said that this kind of cinnabar comes from the extremely hot Shengyang volcano.

This volcano is active all year round and has high temperatures, and it is located in the south where the sunshine is most abundant. As a result, the cinnabar produced is not only the color of the most sacred golden light in Buddhism.

Even the effect is a hundred times that of ordinary cinnabar. Use such cinnabar to deal with living corpses, even the corpse king can fight it.

But the only flaw of gold and cinnabar is that it is very rare.

Many folk exorcists have never been seen in their lives, but Ye Qian and others should be part of an official organization, right?

"Mr. Wu, don't be ridiculous. Gold and cinnabar are rare materials in our country, and the Soul-Suppressing General doesn't have much on hand. Not to mention our special team. To be honest, I've only heard of that thing, and I've never even seen it.

I've seen it before." Ye Qian said helplessly.

Come on, the ideal is very full, but the reality is too basic.

"ah!"

Suddenly a scream came out, and the nearest special team member was inadvertently penetrated through the chest by Jin Ye's right hand, which was like an iron wall.

The strong smell of blood accompanied his screams.

Seeing his chest immediately exposed with holes in blood, I instinctively turned around and retched.

But even so, the people in the special group did not flinch at all. Instead, they became more and more courageous as they fought: "Come on, you bitch, I will fight with you."

"Xiaoyong, no!" As soon as Ye Qian finished speaking, the second member of the special team was slapped to the ground by Master Jin.

But the current situation is that they cannot retreat, because once they retreat.

Jin Ye will immediately rush out and kill all the two groups of people outside who shine their light and shadow runes on him.

If even the light and shadow runes are gone, Lord Jin will be even more out of control, and we will have no choice but to let him slaughter us even more.

But there is no way to continue like this.

Watching a special teams player sacrifice himself.

I immediately took all the corpse tattoos and struck them on Mr. Jin without hesitation.

Unfortunately, the result is as we expected. Although the living corpse is a corpse, it is not suppressed by any corpse suppression method because it has the aura of a living person.

Just when I was helpless, my third uncle suddenly looked at me and said, "Niece, I can lend you some of your blood."

What?

Third uncle, what does this mean?

I didn't react at all, but my third uncle directly cut my index finger.

Then he pulled my index finger and drew it across his black stick. What I didn't expect was that when my blood streaked across his black stick, an unexpected scene happened.


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