Every step he took was extremely hard, and the soles of his feet hurt as he stamped them, but only in this way could he slightly relieve the heat in his body.
Blood transfusion, according to Old Man Wei, is not very dangerous, because the medicinal baths before blood transfusion itself make the body resistant to the medicine.
Yang Yu’s understanding is drug resistance.
But at this moment, he felt the heat rushing left and right in his body, like a wild horse running wild, and a strange thought came to his mind:
Is it because of this cauldron of gluttony?
"Could I be resistant to antibiotics?"
The wave of heat made Yang Yu's mind a little blurry. He gritted his teeth and thought about running to North Street.
soon.
He saw a six-story building with lights on in the silent night. There seemed to be people talking, laughing, and singing.
"Yanlailou..."
Yang Yu's face twitched. Naturally, he was no stranger to one of the three largest gold-selling caves in Black Mountain City.
The heat in his body almost made him want to rush in, but he suppressed it.
It's not that he is a guarded person, it's just that the protection is too poor these days. Thinking about the famous Hualiu Bing Street in the outer city, he gave up the idea.
Instead, he stepped into the shadow of the alley, running to consume the surging heat in his body.
I don't know if an hour or two passed, but it was so dark that almost no one could be seen. Yang Yu slowed down and felt that the heat flow in his body was decreasing.
"Huh~"
In the shadow of the alley, Yang Yu was lying on the ground with his chest heaving and sweating, and his whole body was as red as a prawn.
The heat in his body was still there, but it was no longer boiling. It enveloped his whole body, making him feel like he was soaking in a hot spring.
But this heat is no longer the power of the medicine, but his blood.
Blood transfusion, done!
Joy flowed in his heart, but Yang Yu, who was exhausted, just wanted to sleep.
I don't know how long he lay there before Yang Yu finally came to rest, and his sore hands and feet were much better.
"Finally alive."
Yang Yu turned over and sat up, and was about to sense the changes in his body after the blood transfusion was successful, when he suddenly heard footsteps in the distance.
"Um?"
Yang Yu retreated into the shadows and faintly saw a short figure hiding furtively at the door of a small courtyard.
"Can I hear it from this far away?"
Yang Yu was surprised in his heart when he saw the door of the small courtyard was opened and a tall and thin man walked out of the door.
The man was wearing white clothes, and when he walked out of the door, the moonlight just fell on his face.
"It's him?"
Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat. Wasn't this the man in white who was suspected of following him that day?
The man in white straightened his clothes, casually patted the shoulder of the short man outside the door, and walked away.
After a while, Yang Yu couldn't hold back his curiosity. He quietly approached and put his ear to the wall, and heard the sound of a woman crying from inside the house.
And the man's low whimpering whisper.
"Making offerings in the flesh?"
Hearing the noisy crying in the house, Yang Yu felt a chill in his heart.
He had heard about worshiping the Liansheng Cult, but he never expected that there was actually a physical body to worship.
Being a husband, ***.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Yang Yu jumped up from the corner and looked back.
"So it's you, kid? You're so brave, you dare to follow me."
I saw the man in white walking out of the shadows with a sneer, looking at Yang Yu playfully, his eyes cold and surprised:
"I let you off the hook, but you actually showed up to the door yourself?"
"How did you find me?"
Yang Yu felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and his hands unconsciously touched his waist.
The broken knife was as short as a dagger. After learning how to knife, he never left his body day and night. This time he ran out without any shoes, but the knife was still on him.
Although I was on guard at this time, I was still a little eager to try.
Although he had just changed blood, he had already found that his strength, speed, and reaction were much stronger than before.
At this time, the medicine in the body has not dissipated, so it is a good time to fight.
"Want to know?"
The man in white walked closer with a half-smile.
Zheng~
Before the words were spoken, the two of them had already collided with each other, their swords facing each other, and their attacks were in no particular order.
"Oh!"
With a strange cry, the man in white took a step back and waved his arms, leaving blood dripping behind him.
Not far from the opposite side, Yang Yu stumbled to the ground, his wrists numb, and his heart certain.
The man in white is much stronger than him, but not to the point of being invincible.
"He also had blood changed?"
While Yang Yu was shocked, he stamped his feet fiercely and waved the broken knife, venting the scorching heat in his body.
"I underestimated you!"
The man in white screamed in anger, he was actually injured?
Even though I had spent a lot of energy just now, my legs and feet were a little sore.
But he still remembered that this kid seemed to have just started taking medicinal baths two months ago, and now he could actually hurt himself?
"Little beast."
The man in white had gloomy eyes. When he saw Yang Yu charging towards him with a sword, he twisted his body and faced him with his dagger.
He guessed that he was just careless for a moment. This little guy was so old, and he was fierce in his heart and swung the dagger fiercely.
But what shocked him was.
This kid looks like he's only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he can wield the knife more calmly than the old man, even though he can't hurt himself at the moment.
But he actually couldn't kill him for a while.
"Woof woof woof~"
The fight between the two alarmed the nearby area, dogs barked one after another, and fire lights lit up.
The man in white was anxious. When the swords met again, he turned back and was about to run away.
"Is he going to escape? Or..."
Thoughts flashed through Yang Yu's mind, but he was still a little anxious.
If he ran away, it would be a big deal.
Lianshengjiao, he can't afford to offend him now.
He immediately increased his speed and swung the broken sword even faster. Unexpectedly, the man in white suddenly turned around, leaned forward, and the dagger was already pointed at his chest.
The sword came so fast that Yang Yu even heard the sound of "wuwu" breaking through the wind.
With a warning in his heart, he stepped back, and the broken knife also turned back to guard.
"You can't stop it!"
The man in white laughed ferociously, and the dagger was faster.
"die!"
Although he was shocked that this kid had successfully exchanged blood, and his sword skills were surprisingly good.
But after all, a half-year-old child, even if he has practiced well, has never had a real life-and-death fight with someone.
"Um?!"
But the next moment, his expression changed drastically, and he felt his foot slip suddenly, and the dagger suddenly deflected, leaving only a shallow sword mark on Yang Yu's arm.
"what?"
The man in white looked in shock, only to find iron beads sparsely scattered on the ground.
It was dark, but he didn't see it.
when?!
He was furious in his heart. Yang Yu's knife, which was originally just a blow to his arm, was now heading towards his chest.
"Little beast!"
The man in white roared wildly, his blood surged wildly, and his skin and even his eyes glowed red.
"This is?"
Yang Yu was shocked when he saw the man in white abandoning his sword and turning back his arms, crossing his hands on his chest.
"ah!"
As the blood sprayed, Yang Yu took a step back.
I saw the man in white jumping up from the ground, shouting wildly, and at the same time, a fierce headbutt came towards my face.
This explosion happened so fast that Yang Yu didn't even react, so he only had time to take a step back.
He was hit in the chest by this fierce headbutt.
"puff!"
Yang Yu felt his chest felt hot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
After receiving this blow, Yang Yu felt furious.
He flipped his wrist, held the knife behind his back, and pulled it hard in front of him, slitting the throat of the man in white who wanted to hit him again.
Then he pushed forward violently!
puff!
The ferocious head fell back to the ground, and sprayed out from the headless chest, which was a foot high.
sprinkled all over the floor,
Spilled all over!
"died…"
Prisoner Yang let out a long breath, feeling a sharp pain in his chest.
Ignoring checking the injury, he hurried forward to search. Without having time to look, he picked up the dagger and left.
The noise caused by the fight between the two just now was very loud, and I am afraid that it will soon alert the night guard.
"You're pretty good at learning Old Man Wei's method of beheading."
In the darkness, a figure stopped in front of him.
Yang Yu clenched his sword tightly and saw the person coming through the faint moonlight. He couldn't help but feel shocked on his face:
"The king catches the head?!"
Under the moonlight, the person who came was wearing a gray-black shorts and carrying a knife at his waist. He was as tall as an iron tower.
But it was Wang Fobao who should have been seriously injured and bedridden.
Wang Fobao's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the headless corpse on the ground before landing on Yang Yu, who was covered in blood. He couldn't hear the joy or anger in his words:
"This time both the stolen goods and the stolen goods are taken away. What do you have to say?"