11. I can only secretly run to the place where no one promotes it and secretly advertise
Thinking of this, Mu Su suddenly froze, and immediately, a flash of realization flashed in his eyes.
"I see..." Mu Su pushed up the non-existent glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Is this the truth hidden under the disguise..."
"What is fate? I have found a way to fight against you."
System, or destiny. They missed a crucial point. That is the blood volume!
Although Mu Su's various death-seeking plans failed because he possessed the aura of the protagonist, the damage he suffered during the process would be intuitively reflected in his blood volume.
So if you want to complete the main mission, you don't necessarily need to let yourself die. Instead, you just need to let your blood volume be empty!
Mu Su looked at his blood volume, which was less than two-tenths, and felt confident deep in his heart.
Early the next morning, Mu Su stood in front of the door holding a dagger.
He had been planning for a long time last night, but he just couldn't do it. So he had to ask others for help.
Mu Su adjusted his position and pointed the dagger at his lower abdomen. When he saw that it was almost done, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Yuan'er! Come out quickly! Something bad is going to happen!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan'er, who was collecting firewood in the house, ran over without even wiping the sweat on his forehead and pushed open the door.
Pfft——
The dagger was nearly halfway buried in his lower abdomen. What Mu Su saw was his clothes stained red with blood and the panicked Yuan'er.
The amount of blood began to drop rapidly, and Mu Su's eyes began to spin. He forced himself to slowly kneel down and lie on his side. His fingers dipped some blood on the wound and scratched on the ground.
"The murderer is——"
Then he passed out quickly.
I don’t know how much time passed before Mu Su’s eyes lit up.
What greeted him was not the system voice, but a cute little face that occupied his sight.
"Wake up! Master, wake up!"
May the son's screams and joys reach his ears.
"No matter what the quarrel is, I said he will be fine."
Wan'er's little face stepped aside, and an unusually old face came into view...
"Boy, get up if you have nothing to do. I really can't stand this girl crying anymore."
Mu Su sat up carelessly. His clothes were taken off, and a bandage was wrapped diagonally around his weak lower abdomen and chest. When he got up, he moved too much, and the wound was squeezed open, and the wound on his lower abdomen was so anxious that Yuer covered Mu Su's wound with his small hands, almost
Want to cry.
"Can you save even this?" Mu Su looked at the empty health bar and felt unconvinced.
Shaking his head vigorously, the tiny invisible layer in the blood bar barely swayed.
"This is all my fault, old man -" the old man laughed and said, "You are also lucky. This time it is a blessing in disguise."
"A blessing in disguise?" Yuan'er wondered.
"Misfortune lies where blessings depend, and fortune lies where misfortune lies." The old man shook his head for a while, then turned to ask Mu Su: "Have you had intestinal carbuncle recently?"
"I don't know the last word." Mu Su answered honestly.
The old man hesitated and had to change his words: "Have you had abdominal pain recently?"
Mu Su shook his head.
The advantages and disadvantages of weakening the pain are all reflected in one place. 10% pain means that even if Mu Su sets the little Mu Su on fire and then asks a group of people to step on it, Mu Su can still talk and laugh. But when it encounters danger, it cannot be detected in time. It can only be detected from the blood.
Observe whether there is any damage.
Later, Mu Su finally realized that it was his body that had appendicitis, and the appendix was cut out with that stab in the morning.
"What do you mean?" Mu Su said with a pained expression: "If I don't do this, the appendix will perforate acutely, or I will be begging for death in a matter of seconds? But I stabbed myself with my hand, and it got better?
"
The old man looked at Mu Su with approval: "The words are rough but the reasoning is not rough."
Mu Su didn't know how to face it.
The old man continued: "I will simply apply medicine and bandage the wound. It will take three to five days before I can resume action. You don't want to go today, little brother."
"No." Mu Su stood up suddenly, his eyes firm. "On the way to martial arts, you must never retreat. If you want to become a strong man, you must have the determination to cut through the waves. I appreciate your kindness."
What Mu Su said was high-sounding, but actually he wanted someone to beat him to death. Seeing that his blood volume had reached zero and he was about to succeed, he couldn't fall short.
The old man's expression straightened, and he looked at Mu Su carefully with his turbid eyes as if meeting for the first time, and nodded in approval: "Based on this momentum alone, you will definitely be named Lin Zhan among the strong men in Dayan City in the future!"
"Haha." Mu Su could only laugh at this time.
The old man returned to the medicine hall and came back soon with a jade box. He dangled it in front of Mu Su's eyes like a naughty boy and said in a show-off manner: "This elixir is called Yunhua. In addition to its healing effect, it also has the ability to accumulate the body. It is also good for the Qi refining state."
It can heal internal and external injuries. But for your level of body refining, it can be called an eighth-grade elixir.
"Please help me go quickly! Hurry!" Mu Su was shocked. He thought that next time he would put a dagger in his mouth and cut off his tongue to avoid being a bitch.
"Girl, hold him down."
The old man casually said a wish and rebelled. He held down Mu Su, who had little strength due to lack of blood, and gently persuaded him: "Master, you are stubborn and you will definitely not accept food that was wasted. This time, let Yuner do whatever he wants.
, I really don’t want to see you come back all bruised and bruised every time, young master.” By the end of the sentence, she was filled with tears.
Mu Su became anxious when he saw the jade box being opened and a white jade pill exuding the fragrance of elixir rolled down into his palm.
"Bridge bean sack!!!"
Facts have proved that even if there is a language barrier, the meaning expressed can be well conveyed through emotions.
Mu Su took advantage of this meal and immediately said: "I want to go back and take it and retreat to achieve the realm. It would be a waste to eat it directly!"
"That's true." The old man thought for a moment and felt that it made some sense. He put the elixir into the box again and threw it into Mu Su's bad room like waste. He waved his hand impatiently: "I've got the things too, hurry up.
Go, go, go."
On the way back, Mu Su deliberately fell three or four times. His blood volume, which had bottomed out, did not become empty.
Just a little bit, just a little bit worse.
Therefore, Mu Su had no choice but to pin his hopes for the final step of his death plan on Xiao Bi within the clan. But before that, he had to solve the trouble in his arms.
Back in the room, Yuan'er's bright and clear eyes seemed to be urging Mu Su to swallow the pill quickly.
Mu Su took out the pills from the box, suddenly showed an exaggerated expression, and pointed out the window: "Look at the flying saucer!"
It was enough to deceive the city government's wish. She looked along what Mu Su pointed at, tilted her head and looked for a long time, then turned around and said: "It's nothing..."
Mu Su pushed the pill into her mouth, pinched both of Yuan'er's lips to prevent her from opening her mouth, and looked directly at Yuan'er, who stared innocently in confusion.
When the silly little maid suddenly came over, the power of the Yunhua Pill had already been released.
"Master, you——"
When Mu Su let go of his hand, Yuan'er cried out in surprise.
Mu Su came to the threshold, and the sunlight slanting in made Mu Su's shadow completely cover Yuan'er.
At best, it sounds like he's acting in a complete performance, but at worst, Mu Su wants to show off again.
He put his hands behind his back, raised his chest, and said in an indifferent tone: "I have very poor qualifications. Even if I swallow it, it will be a waste and have little effect. I hope that if you have just started practicing, this Yunhua Pill will be more useful to you. What's more -
—”
"How can you protect me if you don't get stronger?"
