After Chen Fan opened the cork of the bottle, there was no smell of blood, because it was all blood flowing from the Jixue Danxin, and it even had a faint fragrance.
After forcibly feeding it into Zhang Han's mouth, Chen Fan immediately began to beat Zhang Han's body using a special technique.
After the beating, Chen Fan suddenly felt that he didn't seem to have much strength left in his body.
This was not a good thing, so he turned to look at Xue'er and asked with some confusion.
"Why is this happening? Why is my internal energy depleted so quickly?"
Xue'er looked thoughtful, and after a while, she said as if she suddenly realized something.
"I understand, this acupuncture point looks very simple, but it actually guides you to exert some kind of power, so it looks like this."
Although Chen Fan didn't quite understand it, if he thought about it carefully, this was the only possible answer.
So he exhaled, and after feeling relieved, he said, "If that's the case, then I'm relieved."
He sat down, holding Qingxue in his arms, and watched silently, curious about how Zhang Han would change after losing the artifact fragments.
The change that can be seen with the naked eye is that Zhang Han's vitality has now been greatly reduced.
Originally, he could still live for a long time, but now things have changed, and he may only have three years of real life left.
Although he had known this before, but now he actually saw this scene, he still felt quite surprised.
"Although his strength has not changed at all, he has lost the brilliance like the scorching sun before. In fact, the fragments of the artifact are still useful to him. At least he can live to be a hundred years old without any illness."
Chen Fan murmured to himself, but unknown to him, Zhu Youji's figure suddenly appeared behind him.
"You did a good job. Zhang Han is indeed fine now."
Zhu Youji said with a smile, he felt very satisfied.
Chen Fan looked at him, chuckled and said, "It seems that you have indeed gained a lot, and you are already showing it on your face."
In response, Zhu Youji laughed and even said with some emotion: "I can be considered as helping you."
"The artifact fragments are simply a curse to ordinary people." Chen Fan said with an unkind expression.
"Not only that, but it will also attract some people with ulterior motives, and they will be plotted before they know it."
After saying that, his eyes fell on Zhang Han.
Beside him, Wang Xinxue silently squeezed his hand, and both of them felt the warmth in their hearts.
"I'm going to wake up Xiaomeng. Maybe tonight, the two of them can be reunited." Zhu Youji left a word and disappeared.
Afterwards, Chen Fan was the only one left here, but only he understood in his own heart.
Following the past, he became even warmer in the Taoist Taiyi Palace where he grew up.
In the past, although there were many people around him to visit him, he still felt lonely.
But now, Xue'er is by his side, and he feels the warmth from his heart.
Xiaomeng was lying on the bed, and there was no breath in her body.
Beside her, Medicine King was taking care of her, keeping her soul gathered in her body so that she wouldn't really be helpless.
After seeing Liu Yun coming, Yao Wang showed a smile on his face, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You are finally here."
"In the past few days, the curse on Master Xiaomeng has been plundering her life. If you delay for a few more days, she will really run out of oil."
After Yao Wang finished speaking, he sighed quietly, because he already knew the story that happened between Xiao Meng and Zhang Han.
It is precisely for this reason that he, an old man, feels so sorry for Xiao Meng and Zhang Han.
After all, this girl Xiaomeng is really willing to sacrifice everything for love. In addition to bearing the destructive power of the curse, she actually targets the curse on herself!
Zhu Youji nodded silently. He knew the significance of this matter, so he took out a wine gourd.
"I have integrated Zhang Han's heart into this wine. Fortunately, this wine is old enough, otherwise it would really not be able to blend with the scent of the Xuanyuan Sword fragments."
After the Medicine King sniffed, he said in surprise: "This wine is brewed with a total of seventy-seven forty-nine herbs. Could it be said that the God of Grain gave it to you?"
Zhu Youji was a little surprised, but he still nodded and asked: "Is this wine very powerful?"
"Xiaomeng is really blessed. This wine was probably brewed before the god of Ceres was born. It is estimated that it has been brewing for over a hundred years now."
"Only this kind of aging wine that has accumulated over time can contain the sword energy of Xuanyuan Sword."
As Yao Wang spoke, he took a deep breath and showed a satisfied smile on his face.
Regarding this, Zhu Youji didn't know what to say for a while, so he focused his attention on Xiao Meng.
Xiaomeng's current appearance is really not that good.
Zhu Youji opened the cork of the wine bottle, and a stream of clear water slowly rose into the air, and finally fell into Master Xiaomeng's mouth under his control.
Almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, Xiaomeng's chest began to float, and at the same time he regained his breath.
After feeding in about a tenth, he suddenly stopped.
At this time, Zhu Youji finally showed an expression of wonder and said with emotion.
"The wine of Ceres is really different. The effect is really outrageous."
He really didn't expect that just a small sip would have such a good effect.
If he really drank it all, it would not be of any benefit to Xiaomeng.
Then, he put the wine gourd aside and gave instructions to the Medicine King.
"King of Medicine, I would like to trouble you to continue to take care of it. As for the wine from this wine gourd, if you also like it, I will ask the God of Grain to bring out a pot."
"But forget about this pot. Even if you only take a small sip, you will probably be crushed by the breath of the Xuanyuan Sword fragments."
When he spoke, it was as if he was talking about something lightly.
But Yao Wang's face suddenly became very ugly, and he touched his face silently.
At the same time, he himself did not dare to take a breath, for fear of inhaling too much and inhaling the Xuanyuan Sword fragments into his lungs.
Seeing this, Zhu Youji smiled, then stopped staying here and left.
However, he still underestimated Gushen's wine, and also overestimated Xiao Meng's drinking capacity.