Everyone knows that Long Chen's blood can improve cultivation and promote wound healing, which has strange effects.
No one has ever seen the blood of the empress who is also the target of ghost fetuses.
Gan Xin was in danger, Long Chen's blood didn't work, and the empress wanted to try her own blood.
Regardless of whether it is useful or not, it is a rescue for Gan Xin.
As for whether it can succeed, that depends on fate.
The empress knelt down, pulled out the phoenix hairpin on her head, split her wrists, and blood dripped into Gan Xin's dug out back.
The empress' blood mixed with Long Chen's blood. Gan Xin's hand lying on the ground suddenly moved, and his heart beat violently several times.
The wound was very deep, the flesh was gouged out, the spine was almost broken, and the beating of the heart could be clearly seen, making the appearance even more terrifying.
"It seems to be working..."
Mo Lin was a little excited. He could feel that Gan Xin's body was recovering and was not as lifeless as before.
The empress breathed a sigh of relief and said: "As long as it works...it works..."
If Gan Xin died here, the empress would feel very guilty. This escape was entirely her idea.
Long Chen carefully looked at the wound on his neck and could see that it was healing.
"I'll guard the entrance of the cave. Old Mo is optimistic about Gan Xin. Your Majesty, take a rest."
After cultivating to the true state, true energy and blood merge together, and bloodletting will cause great harm to the body.
The empress saw that Long Chen was tired and said: "You can rest, I will watch over you, don't hold on any longer."
Along the way, Long Chen felt a little tired, because when he was at Yanmen Pass, in order for Di Luoxi and Di Lingyi to break through, Long Chen really worked hard and almost got sucked dry.
Just now, Gan Xin was bled again, and now he is drowsy.
"good."
Long Chen didn't show any pretense. He went to bed when he was tired and immediately lay down next to him to rest.
The clothes I wore were thick and I wasn't very afraid of the cold, so it was okay to sleep on the floor.
Miaoyin was injured and lay down to rest. Ziyun and the Empress were on guard at the entrance of the cave.
Mo Lin guarded Ganxin.
The wind outside was very strong, the howling of wolves had stopped, and Long Chen fell asleep quickly.
...
The wild wolf attacked Long Chen but failed, and finally turned around to attack the four Miaoyin people. Long Chen rushed back in time, but the wild wolf decisively gave up retreat.
After leaving the hill, the wild wolf and the pack retreated to the north.
There was heavy wind and snow at night, but this did not affect the wild wolves and the wolf pack.
The wild wolf stopped and counted the wolf pack. There were only 24 ordinary wolves left, and there were 5 white wolves brought with them.
Long Chen had just killed a few white wolves, and a few others had been seriously injured and survived, and now they are back.
The wild wolf squatted down in distress, caressed the injured white wolf, and made a low sound from its mouth, which was wolf language.
After comforting the wolves, the wild wolves stood up and looked around at the dark night, their noses twitching constantly.
He smelled the scent of barbarians in the wind and immediately headed east with the wolves.
After walking in the darkness for a long time, I finally found a forest with a faint fire coming from inside.
This is a small settlement of barbarians, with tents pitched in the woods to protect against the cold wind.
Dozens of barbarians huddled in a tent, lighting a fire with dry horse dung to keep warm, and an iron kettle was placed on the fire to boil water.
A middle-aged woman was holding a little girl and humming a tune softly. The little girl was sleeping quietly in her arms.
"I heard it's not safe here. The only safe side is Yanmen Pass. Let's set off tomorrow."
A young man said to a middle-aged man.
They were not ignorant of the killings on the grassland. The young man had contacted other tribes two days ago and said that there were indeed ghost tribes in the grassland. Many barbarians in the caves were dead. The only way to be safe was to retreat to the south of Yanmen Pass.
The young men immediately told their leader the news.
The middle-aged man looked at the fire and felt a little hesitant. He didn't like the people from the Central Plains.
Except for buying things, he is absolutely unwilling to speak more words to the Central Plains people. Of course, he does not understand the Central Plains people's language.
"There are people from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty over there at Yanmen Pass. They once killed our people."
The middle-aged man's tone was filled with reluctance and hatred.
When Long Chen went north to Yanmen Pass to kill Shanyu Yeluhong, their tribe was affected and many people died.
Therefore, they are unwilling to migrate south.
"But the ghost tribe is even more terrifying. The Chanyu has already passed the gate at Yanmen, so we can be protected even if we go there."
The young man heard about the ferocity of the ghost tribe from other tribes. One tribe had tens of thousands of people, but no one survived. It was really too cruel.
The middle-aged man was still hesitating when a wolf howling sound came from outside the tent.
Woo hoo hoo...
The howl of the wolf broke through the cold wind and reached the tent very clearly.
"Why are there wolves?"
The middle-aged man stood up immediately, and the little girl who had fallen asleep also woke up and grabbed the woman's clothes in horror.
"Mom, there is a wolf!"
The little girl was frightened by the howling of the wolf.
Because of hunger, wolves in winter are very ferocious.
If you encounter animals, you will eat them; if you don't have animals, you will eat people.
"What's going on? There should be no wolves around here."
The young man was also frightened by the howling of the wolf.
Hungry wolves in winter are no joke.
"Everyone, don't move, let these beasts eat the livestock, and leave when they are full!"
The middle-aged man opened the tent a little and shouted outside.
There was more than one tent in the forest, and he had to tell everyone not to go out when the wolves came. Just let the wolves eat the cattle and sheep.
According to past experience, the wolf will leave as soon as it is full.
There are many livestock in the forest, enough to feed the wolves.
Several people in the tent were holding knives and surrounded the women and children, guarding against the wolves rushing in from the outside.
The howling of wolves got closer and closer, followed by the whining of the sheep. The wolves entered the sheep and began to eat the livestock.
The people in the tent waited in agony for time to pass.
They have encountered wolves before and they will leave as soon as they are full. They firmly believe this.
Stab...
The thick tent was suddenly torn open, and a white wolf with a very large frame rushed in through the crack, threw a man down, opened his mouth and bit the man's neck, and the man next to him immediately stabbed the white wolf's body with a knife.
The scimitar stabbed in, but the white wolf completely ignored it and continued to eat the man's body crazily. The animal skin and clothes were torn apart, and the internal organs were bitten open. The white wolf devoured it greedily.
The women and children were so frightened that they screamed. The men nearby gathered around and drew their knives to kill the white wolf.
The white wolf turned back, its claws swept across, the blade was knocked away, and the skin and flesh of the caught body flew everywhere, and it was immediately covered with bones.
Other tents also began to howl, and other white wolves attacked other tents.
The wild wolf was injured by the dragon energy in the previous battle and needed to recover, so he also rushed into the tent to eat the barbarian.
Soon, all the small tribes were eaten, regardless of men, women, old or young.
The wild wolf stood in the middle of the camp. Five white wolves surrounded the wild wolf. The blood at the corner of its mouth was frozen with its fur, which looked very scary.
After eating and drinking, the wild wolf turned and ran towards the west.
...
Small cave in snowfield.
When the sky lit up again, Long Chen slowly woke up, Miaoyin was still sleeping, and the Empress and Ziyun were guarding the entrance of the cave.
"Your Majesty, please take a rest."
Long Chen got up quickly and his body recovered a lot.
The empress looked at Gan Xin, but Mo Lin was still guarding him.
"How is it going?"
Long Chen walked over, but Gan Xin was still lying on the ground. The wound on his neck had scabbed over, but he still looked scary.
The blood stained the neck and stuck it into a ball, and the outermost layer was frozen into ice.
