1972. Chapter 1971 The whereabouts of Beimo Qianye [4]
"No!" Xiaoluan protested seriously.
It hurts, he is afraid of pain.
Are you really afraid of pain?
"Xiao Luan...can you bear to let those people divide me up? Can you bear to watch me being drowned in the spitting stars of those people?"
"Of course I can't bear it." Xiaoluan was filled with indignation.
He will fight with anyone who dares to carve up his beautiful sister.
"But without your blood, I would have ended up like that."
Xiaoluan: "..."
I was a little scared, mainly because I was worried that Lan Shengxue would be beaten by those people.
He stretched out his little hand and closed his eyes, "Then... come on."
Lan Shengxue smiled on his face, but his heart felt warm. Although Xiaoluan was a little younger, had a weird temper, and was usually a little willful and unruly, these were not problems, and instead reflected his cuteness.
Now, I am obviously very afraid of pain, but I don't want to let myself get hurt, so I donate my blood.
This guy has a good heart.
She took Xiaoluan's hand and walked to the table. A trace of iron blood flashed in her pupils, and she said slowly: "Xiaoluan, don't worry, I will repay them with their lives for every drop of your blood today!"
She obviously said it softly and weakly, but it was so shocking in everyone's ears.
Not much of Xiaoluan's blood was used, just a drop, and then this drop of blood was mixed into the entire vat of medicinal soup.
The blood of heavenly beasts is very precious, one drop is enough.
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In the afternoon, people on the left came to spread the news in panic.
"Master, eldest lady, something serious is going wrong——"
Wei Fulan is planning how to overthrow Lan Shengxue, how to annex the right faction, and how to use this matter to secure the entire Sword Forging City.
"What's the matter, are you in such a panic?" Wei Fulan shouted sharply.
"Where people gathered, someone was applying medicine."
"What?" Wei Fulan immediately slapped the table and stood up, her whole face changed.
When a group of them arrived at the gathering place, they saw two people standing in front of a large vat through the crowd.
One is dressed in pink and is like a flower, and the other is in white like a flower.
The one wearing a pink dress is Lan Shengxue.
The one wearing a white toga is Cang Yue.
The two people, talking and laughing, were giving medicines one by one.
Wei Fulan looked at this scene and felt it was extremely dazzling.
"How could this happen?" Wei Hao's eyes widened, unable to believe what he saw.
Doesn’t it mean that Lan Shengxue is not a pharmacist?
So what's the deal with her now giving away medicine?
Wei Fulan clenched her fists bitterly, "Uncle, doesn't this matter require medicine? Even if Lan Shengxue can turn the world upside down, can she still find the precious medicine?"
"How do I know what's going on? I'm still wondering."
"I'm so angry!" Wei Fulan was in a state of rage.
Lan Shengxue saw Wei Fulan and Wei Hao appear from afar. She smiled and said, "Cang Yue, as expected, this leftist person is so haunted."
"The style of the left has always been this way over the years."
During the conversation, the two handed over the work at hand to their servants.
Cang Yue and Lan Shengxue crossed the crowd and came to Wei Fulan.
Seeing Cang Yue coming, Wei Fulan lost consciousness for a moment.
"Wei Fulan, what happened today is definitely not over!" Cang Yue's tone was more cold than ever before. He stood with his hands behind his hands, his indifference growing deeper and deeper.
Wei Fulan was startled and raised her eyebrows, "Mr. Cang, what do you mean by this?"