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Volume 4 Chapter 2 Blood Transfusion

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    "Yes! I knew it a long time ago!" Yang Muyu nodded. As he spoke, he already had two soft tubes, a silver knife, and several silver needles in his hand.  Yang Chen himself is also a master of star medicine. When he saw this, he already knew what he was going to do, and his expression suddenly changed.  "In fact, even if I don't poison, your own poison is enough to bear on you, and my Baicao poison can also restrain the toxins in your body" Yang Muyu smiled bitterly, "I have studied it many times over the years.  I found that your original poison is also very unpredictable, so you have been improving your spiritual power over the years to control it. I didn't understand why you lived in seclusion and even hated the interruption of ordinary people. It turns out that you have been cultivating your spiritual power. "  "So what?" Yang Chen replied calmly.  "I don't know what kind of poison you were originally poisoned with, but based on my judgment over the years, although my Baicao poison cannot neutralize the original poison you were poisoned with, at least it won't make you that uncomfortable." Yang Muyu continued to whisper,  When Yang Chen was a child, Yang Chen suffered from several poisonous attacks, and the unspeakable pain left an almost indelible impression in his heart.  He wanted to detoxify him and make him less painful. As he grew older, although Yang Chen avoided him every time the poison occurred, he still knew that he was in pain.  Although Baicaodu is poisonous, it can control and restrain his original toxins. As long as he is given a year and a half, he may be able to help him detoxify.  However, no one could have imagined that Mr. Mo came to find him at this time, and Yang Chen was captured by mistake. The moment he saw him, Yang Muyu knew that it was over everything was over, and his life for so many years was over.  All the hard work was in vain.  Mr. Mo forced Yang Chen to take the highly toxic corrosive heart powder, once he had the medicine.  The Baicao poison and the original poison in Yang Chen's body broke out at the same time, and even the gods could not save him.  If Yang Chen cannot detoxify, even if he is a ninth-level master, he will be able to survive for a year and a half at most.  There is no way to detoxify, butthis method is a bit risky.  "It hurts a bit, bear with it!" Yang Muyu smiled softly.  Yang Chen slowly closed his eyes.  But he felt hot liquid flowing out of the corner of his eyes: "Mu Yu, what can't you do" "You have abused me for fifteen years and even forced me to beg. Shouldn't I take revenge?" Yang Muyu said with an evil smile.  Ignoring Yang Chen, the knife in his hand slid over the pulse of his wrist, and blood immediately flowed out.  Yang Muyu smiled faintly and inserted the soft tube in his hand into his veins with a skillful technique.  Yang Chen was amazed, had he practiced this before?  "If you don't speak, I won't seal your mute point." Yang Muyu smiled. Although he was asking for his opinion, the silver needle in his hand was not idle and had already penetrated into his mute point.  Yang Chen was shocked, angry, anxious and in pain, but couldn't move. He could only let the silver needle in Yang Muyu's hand continue to insert into Yang Chen and himself, and then used a silver knife to separate his own pulse.  Use a hose to connect it and let his blood flow into his body, but the blood in his body continued to flow into Yang Chen's body.  Time passed little by little. Yang Muyu closed his eyes and placed his palm against Yang Chen's. He felt that his hand seemed to be trembling slightly A heart-piercing pain suddenly hit his heart hard.  Yang Muyu suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and a silver needle suddenly shot out of his mouth.  The silver needle sank into Yang Chen's body, and Yang Chen felt his whole body relax.  Immediately, Yang Muyu quickly pulled out the hose connected between the two of them, and a drop of bright red liquid fell to the ground, dazzlingly red.  ¡°But Yang Muyu didn¡¯t care about this at all. His fingers transformed into afterimages, and he quickly pulled out all the silver needles that had originally pierced his body.  Taking advantage of the situation, he had stopped the bleeding and bandaged him.  "Okay" Yang Muyu said calmly, but his face was ashen.  After saying that, he lowered his head and began to slowly pull out the hose still inserted in his veins and threw it on the ground.  Slowly bandage the wound.  Yang Chen wanted to help.  But he refused coldly.  "You go out, I'm very tired. I need to rest for a while!" Yang Muyu felt his heart aching. He knew something was wrong, but he just tried his best to hold it back, not wanting him to find out.  "Yu" Yang Chen wanted to speak, but didn't know where to start.  Yang Muyu sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and ignored him. For some reason, Mie Shijue seemed to have a missing hole. His spiritual power increased several times, and it was running continuously in his body. Under the inner gaze,  There was a colorful glow in the Zi Mansion, wrapped in a mass of black energy Fortunately, these toxins were temporarily controlled in the Zi Mansion and bloodline, otherwise, he might not be able to survive even a day.  Yang MuyuHe couldn't help but groan secretly. When he was changing Yang Chen's blood just now, he had thought that once all the toxins were transferred to his body, he would not have Yang Chen's ninth-grade spiritual power to restrain the toxin attack, so the only way was to take risks.  Control the toxins in the purple house and blood.  The advantage is that he can still live for a while, but the disadvantage is that there is no way to detoxify And what makes him even more unexpected is that if the spiritual power is compared to a grass, and the poison seems to be fertilizer, it turns out that  This caused his spiritual power to surge several times in an instant, and in a flash, he directly passed the second level of spiritual power and reached the preliminary level of the third level. ?????????????????????????? The color in the Purple Mansion of the third level of spiritual power should be blue, but now he actually appears in seven colors, which is really weird.  He also understands that his current spiritual power is no longer pure spiritual power, but a kind of existence and "quantity" in the meridians containing countless kinds of strange toxins. It can no longer be regarded as spiritual power.  From now on, every time his world-destroying cultivation goes deeper, the poison will become correspondingly worse. When he can no longer control it, he will die from the poison.  The severe pain in his heart finally eased under the operation of spiritual power. Yang Muyu opened his eyes and looked up, only to see Yang Chen still standing in front of him, just looking at him.  "You won't have to watch me die before leaving, right?" Yang Muyu asked coldly, ignoring him as he spoke, getting out of the bed, opening the secret door at the back, and then slamming the door shut.  , I have thought about it many times, what to do if I see him again, but even he himself has not thought that it will be like this when he sees him again?  Mr. Mo will be here soon. He doesn't want Mr. Mo to see his decadent look. He takes a shower, changes clothes He uses the best wound medicine to treat all the bruises, redness and swelling on his face so that he can't see it.  He rubbed his head. The Dongfang family's matter has not been resolved yet. Yang Tie doesn't know what he is doing now?  Good thing, Yang Chen's appearance disrupted all his plans.  When he changed his clothes and went out, he saw Yang Chen still sitting on the chair, showing no sign of leaving.  "Yu!" Seeing him coming out, Yang Chen hurriedly asked, "Why are you doing this?" Yang Muyu looked at him coldly, and after a while he said: "Don't you always want to see me? Facing the enemy.  Son, you haven¡¯t seen enough for fifteen years. Why are you still here?¡± ¡°Yu!¡± Yang Chen ignored his sarcasm and continued to ask, ¡°Does blood transfusion only require matching blood types?¡±  !" Yang Muyu was furious, did he think his body could withstand another torture?  As a master of his own star medical skills, he should understand that there is no way he can do blood transfusions in this life. Isn't this asking in vain?  "Why do you need to use yours? You can just grab anyone and come in!" Yang Chen was also angry. He did not dare or could not exchange blood because his star medical skills only reached the seventh level.  But since Yang Muyu can master the method of exchanging blood, he can just find someone, or even buy a few slaves.  "The conditions for blood transfusion are very harsh, and you are pushing me too hard. Where can I find a suitable person?" Yang Muyu turned to look at him, "Don't you want to see Mr. Mo? Are you still not leaving?" "Whereyou want me to go  ?" Yang Chen asked blankly.  "I don't care where you go, as long as you disappear in front of me." Yang Muyu shook his head, thought for a while, took out two bottles of medicine from the starfish soul, and the bamboo flute that Mr. Mo gave him last time, and handed it to  He said, "This is your treasure. The medicine in the bottle is red trauma medicine, made from flower pith. The green pill is made from Ganoderma lucidum fruit and Yuzhi Dan is the main medicine. Take it. I won't give it to you in the future."  You can only prepare the medicine yourself." Yang Chen was stunned. He was an expert in medicine, so he naturally understood the value of flower marrow and Ganoderma lucidum fruit. Although they were not hard-to-find treasures, they were not easy to obtain either.  It's just that he couldn't understand what Yang Muyu meant, so he didn't answer and just looked at him.  Yang Muyu was too lazy to pay attention to him, threw the thing in his hand, turned around and opened the door, but was suddenly stunned - Mo Qing stood at the door with a livid face, also wearing a sapphire blue robe, but on the originally luxurious robe,  But there were specks of blood - "Mr. Mo, are you okay?" Yang Muyu came to his senses in an instant, and hurriedly forced a smile and said, "When did you come, why didn't you let me know?"  He shouted loudly, "Ghost servant, ghost servant" "No need to call, I will kill ghost servant when I get back!" Mo Qing's face was very ugly, very ugly.  "Yang Chen, come out here, don't think I don't know you're in there." Mo Qing said coldly.  Yang Chen didn't seem to expect that Mo Qing would come so quickly. Since he already knew that he was here, he naturally didn't hide it and walked out of the room slowly. He didn't want to be hit by him, mainly because heThe poison was so deep that it was impossible for him to be Mo Qing's opponent, but - I don't know what trick Yang Muyu used during the blood exchange to make him recover in an instant, and his current state was even better than before.  Yang Chen, who had fully recovered, was no longer afraid of Mo Qing. What he was afraid of was only Yang Muyu
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