045 Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda
"Ten thousand years of snow ginseng, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." Bai Qingchen didn't do anything, and said to the snow ginseng with a warm smile.
"Shangxian." Xueshen suddenly knelt down on his knees, clasped his hands together, and looked at Bai Qingchen devoutly.
"Just do it yourself."
Fusang turned around suddenly and saw a knife falling in front of Xueshen, and exclaimed:
"No~"
Soon enough, Fusang took the knife and put it behind his back, looking at Bai Qingchen anxiously.
"Doctor Bai, is there any way not to kill him? He still has a life after all."
Although she wanted to save her father, she really couldn't bear to trade one life for another, and I believed her father would not agree.
There was a faint smile in Bai Qingchen's eyes,
"Fuso, give me the knife."
Fusang shook his head violently,
"Doctor Bai, if dad knew that his life was saved by killing this life, he would not forgive me."
Fusang has been taught by Haitian since she was a child that she must be sincere and kind and must not be selfish.
"Woman, give it to him." Feng Teng said coldly and displeasedly.
"If he was just a ginseng, I wouldn't have a problem with it, but now he's in human form, and he's still alive, and I can't bear it." Fusang ignored Feng Teng's dark face and said directly.
"Oh, girl, just give me the knife. If you don't give me the knife, how can I cut my ginseng whiskers to save your father?" Even Xue Shen couldn't hold it back now. He was very grateful for this.
This girl is kind, but the words of the immortal are like immortal orders. If you save this ordinary person, you might be transformed into an immortal!
"Gah?" Fusang turned to stone, feeling that he had expressed the wrong feelings.
"Fusang, I really just need Shenxu, give him the knife." Bai Qingchen looked at Fusang with a smile.
"If you didn't tell me earlier, I thought I was going to kill him and stew him for my father to eat." Fusang muttered and put down the knife.
While the snow ginseng was cutting its beards, Bai Qingchen turned around and looked at Feng Teng.
"Master Feng, since I haven't found the Shibahua yet, you can contribute some amount."
Feng Teng turned his head in disdain. He naturally understood what Bai Qingchen was talking about. The noble dragon's blood was the most precious medicine.
Bai Qingchen took out a copper-colored smelting furnace, put the cut thorn vines and ginseng roots into it, turned around and walked to Feng Teng, raised it with a smile,
"Master Feng."
"Can I refuse?" Feng Teng glanced at Bai Qingchen.
"I think it's probably not possible." Bai Qingchen even said with a smile in his voice.
The Dragon King once swept across the human world, destroying all living beings and flowing into rivers of blood. However, since meeting Fusang, the Dragon King who once fell into catastrophe no longer exists.
With a cold glance, Feng Teng raised his hand, and a drop of dragon's blood spilled from the tip of his index finger. Feng Teng felt depressed in his heart. Once upon a time, his blood would only be spilled on the battlefield, how could he possibly save such a humble human being.
Crazy, it's definitely the curse of this woman's blood.
He must find a way to terminate the blood contract as soon as possible, otherwise, if one day this woman discovers the precious effect of her dragon blood, she might drain him alive.
After gathering all the things, Bai Qingchen waved his sleeves, and a faint firelight glowed in the copper-colored furnace, and a strange fragrance filled the room.
Fuso, who was lying next to Haida, saw that after Haida inhaled the fragrance, his originally pale face began to turn a little rosy, and his frowning brows relaxed, and he looked less painful.
"Fusang, drink it for your father." A bowl of soup was handed to Fusang.
Under Fusang's careful care, Haitian recovered quickly, and Feng Teng's performance has been very good recently. Dad can't do heavy work for the time being, so he does it all by himself, and he can be regarded as a hard-working person.