Lu Zixuan's expression changed, and the silver needle in his hand almost turned into a shadow in the air.
Even so, Jian Anran's face still turned paler.
Jian Xingxing and Chu Yan looked ugly at the same time.
But they had no choice but to watch Jian Anran suffer.
Sweat beads slid down Lu Zixuan's forehead. Lu Zixuan clenched his teeth and used all his charms and silver needles, but the effect was still not very good.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Chu Yan had never felt that time was so difficult.
Half an hour passed and Lu Zixuan stopped.
"Mr. Lu, how is Anran doing now?"
Chu Yan asked quickly, the urgency and concern in his voice unable to be hidden.
Lu Zixuan glanced at Chu Yan one more time and stretched out his hand: "I have only temporarily stabilized An Ran's situation, but this method treats the symptoms rather than the root cause and cannot suppress it for long."
"You have also seen that the soothing charms and silver needles cannot force the evil spirit out of An Ran's body."
There were many talismans scattered around Jian Anran, all of which were dyed black by evil spirits.
Jian Anran's expression was calm, but her face was as pale as paper, as if it would break in the next second.
Seeing Jian Anran like this, Chu Yan felt a severe pain in his heart.
A thought flashed through his mind for a moment - the lively Jian Anran is still beautiful.
"Then what are we going to do now? No matter what you ask me to do, I am willing to do it."
Chu Yan spoke without hesitation.
Lu Zixuan's eyes flickered between Chu Yan and Jian Anran, and suddenly asked: "Did Anran give you her blood essence?"
Essence and blood?
Chu Yan was stunned for a moment. He actually didn't know what the essence and blood in Lu Zixuan's mouth was.
But the man couldn't help but think that when he was in the ancient tomb, he was almost soul-destroyed, and it was Jian Anran who saved him.
Soft lips, and the strong smell of blood...
Chu Yan briefly explained the matter.
Lu Zixuan nodded slightly: "That makes sense. No wonder I can feel some connection from your breath."
He rummaged in the medicine box and took out a small silver knife. His eyes fell on Chu Yan: "I really need your help. I need to borrow your blood."
"good."
Chu Yan agreed without hesitation and stretched out his hand: "As long as it can help An Ran escape danger, it's okay."
Hearing this, Lu Zixuan took a deep look at him and said meaningfully: "You never thought that I would take the opportunity to harm you? You have to know that for a cultivator, getting someone's
With blood, you can basically do whatever you want to this person."
Of course, there is an element of exaggeration in this statement.
Lu Zixuan just wanted to see if this man was worth what the junior sister had to pay.
If you are afraid of such a little thing, this man is not worth trusting!
If Chu Yan did not agree to use his blood, he would directly tie Chu Yan up with a strong attitude and draw blood for his junior sister!
Chu Yan's expression never changed when he heard Lu Zixuan's words.
He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms, and said calmly: "My life was saved by An Ran. Now I just need my blood. Is there any problem?"
"Of course no problem,"
Lu Zixuan laughed softly: "Junior sister is very kind to you, you should also pay some."
Jian Xingxing on the side had already consciously picked up the vessel used to hold blood and placed it under Chu Yan's palm.
Lu Zixuan slashed Chu Yan's palm with his knife, and blood immediately poured out.
Chu Yan didn't even frown, his eyes fell quietly on Jian Anran.
Lu Zixuan handed the small silver knife to Jian Xingxing and said, "Don't let the blood in it dry up. Next, I want to force the evil spirit out of An Ran's body. I don't have the energy to take care of this side."
Just as Jian Xingxing was about to agree, she heard Chu Yan's voice: "It doesn't matter, I will do it myself and I won't let the blood stop."
Bleed yourself?
This time, Lu Zixuan glanced at Chu Yangao in his heart.
"Okay, then I'll start."
Lu Zixuan used Chu Yan's blood as a primer, leaving complex and complicated lines on Jian Anran's fair skin.
A strange thing happened. Under Lu Zixuan's curse, the blood burst out with a burst of light, and then gradually disappeared on Jian Anran's skin.
Likewise, this behavior causes the blood in the bowl to be used up quickly.
Chu Yan quietly watched the blood stains on Jian Anran's body disappear, and silently made another cut on his palm.
Blood gushed out instantly and fell into the cup accurately.
Chu Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he just focused his gaze on Jian Anran.
He has no other thoughts now, he just wants Jane to be safe and well.
As long as Jian Anran can get better, he is willing to do anything.
Soon, the wound stopped bleeding.
Chu Yan made another cut on himself without changing his expression.
He looked so straightforward and decisive, as if the cut was not his own hand.
Jian Xingxing stood nearby, looking at the wounds one after another, he felt extremely painful.
This was the first time the little guy looked at the man who was his biological father so seriously.
Needless to say, Chu Yan's appearance is actually very good, with handsome features.
If Jian Anran hadn't suffered so much for Chu Yan, he might have really accepted his cheap dad.
Although...it's not bad now.
At least Chu Yan also paid a lot for Jian Anran.
Jian Xingxing pondered for a long time, then suddenly came back to his senses and shook his head.
No, no, we can’t just accept Chu Yan so simply, we need to put him through more tests!
Blood was flowing out in waves, and even if Chu Yan was a healthy adult man, his face was extremely pale at this moment.
Jian Xingxing looked at the shaky Chu Yan and dragged a bench over: "Sit down, don't faint."
"Thanks."
Chu Yan thanked him softly and sat on the stool instead of showing off.
Due to excessive blood loss, he was a little dizzy at the moment.
Fortunately, when Chu Yan was about to lose his strength, Lu Zixuan's voice came: "It's almost done."
Lu Zixuan was almost exhausted. He exhaled a long breath, but his voice became much more relaxed: "The evil spirit has been forced out of An Ran's body. With your blood as a primer, we can also protect it."
Enron is enjoying this period of weakness."
"Then when will she wake up?" Chu Yan asked.
"You'll wake up soon, just wait."
Lu Zixuan patted Chu Yan's shoulder. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a slightly weak female voice: "I... what's wrong?"
"An Ran, you finally woke up."
Chu Yan stood up suddenly, but his vision went dark, and he swayed several times before he stood still.
