"He's too old. Yan Saburo was serious, "You can't stay by his side for a few years." ”

Chitose snorted and was about to speak, but the young man had already grabbed her hand and said softly, "Follow me, I can live for a long time." ”

"How do you know?"

"My heart is a little cold. He still remembered the incident by the pool, "You used the ice spirit sent by Miliu for me?"

Chitose Dai frowned slightly, and made a false knife on his chest, "I can't hurt you, I can only call the military doctor to operate here, take out three broken bone fragments from your arteries and heart, and remove the blood stasis by the way." ”

She knew what to do, but she couldn't do it herself, after all, she couldn't "hurt" the owner of the wooden bell, and the bad luck brought by Fushengzi was far from gone. At that time, Yan Xiaosan's life was hanging by a thread, where did she dare to bet on her luck?

"One of the pieces of bone was like a dagger, piercing nearly an inch into the atrium, almost piercing the artery. If you change someone else, it's hard to lie down and beg not to die, it's good for you-" Chitose was afraid for a while when he mentioned it, "You still dare to jump off the lake and cliff!"

"If you don't jump, you're really dead. "At that time, there was a messenger of the sea god behind him.

Even though Yan Saburo was lying still, he felt that something was wrong, and his heart beat slowly. He raised his hand with difficulty and stroked his heart, and his fingertips felt a chill.

Chitose saw what he was thinking, and snorted: "The ice spirit is for you, do you know the ice spirit on the big snow mountain at the end of southern Xinjiang?"

"I've heard a little. He remembered a mention in a miscellaneous book. This world is mysterious, and the earth fire can not only give birth to stone and fire spirits like red crossbows, but ice spirits can also be produced in extremely cold places, but few people see them. "I heard it can stir up wind and snow. ”

"The real ice spirit has a bad temper and will make an avalanche for you at every turn. And the ice spirit that was handed over by the dying was an unconscious ice spirit, no temper but instinctive. Chitose pointed to his heart, "The most important thing is that it is alive and soft enough to stretch at will." ”

"It temporarily seals the wound, keeps your heart from bleeding profusely, and lowers the heart rate. "It's hard to recover from a heart injury because it's beating all the time, and the wound is being torn repeatedly," it helps to heal, and the dying finally has something good." ”

"There are pros and cons. Yan Saburo asked in a low voice, "What about the drawbacks?"

"You can't be as alive and kicking as you used to. Chitose smiled, "My heart slowed down, remember?"

"From now on, you'd better be a pampered young master until your heartbreak is fully recovered. She winked at him, "Normal pranayama is fine, but don't think about practicing physical arts secretly." Dying said that there are several powdery bone chips that enter the blood vessels, and if they flow into the heart, they can easily cause infarction. Only Ice Spirits can help intercept it, but it will take time, and the smoother your heartbeat and blood flow, the better. ”

If you compare this bit of bone scrap to a fish, Bing Ling is a fisherman. Is it easier to catch a few specific fish in a calm, clear stream, or in a large river flooded by a flash flood?

"This treatment is very reluctant, if the wound is broken again, even if you have a life, you don't know how much you will be in the monkey when you recover. She smiled and said, "Let's start today." ”

“...... Good. Yan Saburo had no choice but to admit it. After fighting the Poseidon Envoy, he knew that he was too seriously injured, and the current diagnosis and treatment plan was better than he expected.

The chance to live is too precious, and he will not live with his own life.

Asura ate a raspberry and took a particularly elegant posture: "By the way, the sneezing spirit can't wait for you to wake up, so it's out of the peach paradise first." As for the city lord of Wu, he has a few subordinates who want to kill people and kill people, and they are afraid that after you go out, they will leak the news that he is still alive. However, he vetoed it. After all, he promised to die. ”

"Move left?" The general of the unified army was fierce and decisive, which impressed Yan Saburo deeply.

"No, he didn't say a word. Chitose thought for a moment, "I just listened to a few words by the way, and then they set up an enchantment to discuss things, and I couldn't listen to them." ”

"I heard that Wu Ling has always been a person with clear grievances. Yan Saburo didn't care, "Has Pan Tugou City been restored?"

"Well, I heard that the western wall has been repaired, the dead and wounded have been compensated, and everything is business as usual. Human beings, the skin is very solid, and the living still have to live, and after crying, they have to go to work after wiping their tears. "Chitose's pair of lotus feet are dangling, indescribably comfortable," Wu Ling has drafted a lot of new rules, and I heard that they will be implemented soon. This person is so weird, he is about to leave Taoyuan and still do these things. Yan Xiaosan is also very strange, at this time, he doesn't ask about business, he asks what Pan Tugou is?

"Not surprising. Yan Saburo smiled, but didn't say it explicitly, "What about Wang Mingzhi?"

"Accompanied by his little wife. "The wind and grass in the city lord's mansion can't hide the ears and eyes of Chitose.

Chitose smiled: "You say, what does it feel like to be forgotten by your sweetheart dozens of times?"

The boy thought about it, but he couldn't understand it. It must be terrible, right?

"Explain to your sweetheart, he should be familiar with this matter, right?" Tu Xing'er has to be reincarnated every twelve years, forgetting all her experiences in Taoyuan. When she wakes up again, Wang Mingzhi can explain to her once, twice, three times...... Or even ten times.

But even if he loves Tu Xing'er again, he should be tired of explaining it a dozen times, right? What's more, he knows that if there is no accident, this kind of reincarnation is almost endless, which means that if he appears in his true form, he will explain it infinitely many times, and the frequency will remain at once every twelve years.

Chitose poked Yan Saburo's chest: "If it were you, would you reveal your identity or pretend to be Wang Mingzhi?"

Yan Saburo didn't think about it and said, "Fake." "Anyway, the person who lives with Tu Xing'er remains the same, what does it matter what does his face look like?

She rolled her eyes: "What if Tu Xing'er notices something unusual?"

"People change. "Brother Ming" has become better, Tu Xing'er will only be happy, even if she feels different, she will no longer think about it. Mirages have proven this in dozens of reincarnations in the past.

"Alright, let's get down to business. After accompanying her to talk nonsense, Yan Saburo's face was straight, "The glass lamp ...... How's it going?"

The smile on Chitose's face slowly faded, and he waved his hand to summon the glass lamp.

Yan Saburo gasped.

Before the first battle of the grotto, the glazed lamp was full of treasure light, the relief of the lamp body was three-dimensional and exquisite, and there were runes looming, with the effect of fairy lingering, floating around at night, how much artistic conception there was to have.

But now, a row of three holes had been pierced under the lamp, each the size of an elm money. Yan Saburo knew that it was a hole poked by the trident. The Rakshasa is a treasure, and its power depends largely on the user.

It is in the hands of the envoy of Cangwu, and it is like two halberds in the hands of the Rakshasa Li, and it can even be injured by a glass lamp.

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