Wandering the Immortals and Martial Heavens

Faced with Ren Yingying's pressing question, Lan Fenghuang didn't know how to answer. Love Gu can cure all kinds of poisons, but although it can save the poisoned person, it needs to be exchanged for the life of the poisoned person.

Love Gu is a pair of palm-sized Gu insects, divided into female Gu and male Gu.

Using love Gu to detoxify is actually using love Gu to exchange blood.

Exchange the blood of one person for another, so that after the blood exchange, the poisoned person will be detoxified, but the person who exchanged blood and detoxified will die from the poison.

Seeing that Lan Fenghuang didn't answer, Ren Yingying said: "If Jing Zhou dies, I won't live alone. If the love gu can cure Jing Zhou's poison, you can try it out, Fenghuang. I've taken you for so many years. Be a sister, just help me this time."

After finishing speaking, Ren Yingying wanted to kneel down to Lan Fenghuang.

As a holy aunt of the Sun Moon God Sect, she was usually knelt down by others, but at this moment, in order to save Jing Zhou, she didn't care so much, even if she knelt on the mountain of knives, she would not hesitate.

Lan Fenghuang'er quickly pulled Ren Yingying up, and said bitterly: "Yingying, you know, this love gu is said to be a detoxification, but it is actually a blood exchange, you...why do you need it..."

"Saved him...you..."

Speaking of this, Lan Fenghuang also shed tears.

Once Jing Zhou is detoxified with Love Gu, Ren Yingying will undoubtedly die!

She has always regarded Ren Yingying as a sister. Although she is not a real sister, she is better than a real sister.

Although love Gu is rare, Lan Fenghuang is willing to give it to Ren Yingying. What she can't do is watch Ren Yingying go to die.

"Fenghuang'er, please, I can't watch him die in front of me. If I can save him, even if it's death, I'm willing."

"I know why you don't speak. If he dies, I won't live alone. I will go with him."

Seeing the determination on Ren Yingying's face, Lan Fenghuang said weakly: "Yingying, have you thought about it?"

"It's my choice to like him, and it's also my choice to give up myself to save him. I don't beg for anything. It's my business to like him, and it's my business to die for him. As long as he lives, I'm satisfied. "

After finishing speaking, Ren Yingying took Lan Fenghuang's hand, put it on her chest, and said with a light smile, "Listen, my heart is beating for him, every time I beat, I am saying, I like him."

Thinking of that poem again, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she whispered softly: "There is a person who smiled and said, thin makeup and light black are also romantic. See people shy but turn back."

This was given to her by Huang Zhonggong that day, and Ren Yingying liked this poem very much.

"This is the poem he wrote for me. It's really well written..."

"There's nothing to think about, since the day I met him, I don't belong to myself."

He speaks a little indecently, he visits flower houses, his words, his characters, his piano, everything about him, Ren Yingying remembers everything in her heart.

Dressed in purple, with white jade hanging from his waist, when they met for the first time, he would tease him, but he was not angry, and secretly happy in his heart.

When he went to visit the Hualou, he felt uncomfortable, but when he heard his famous words, he was happy for him.

Once, Ziyi made a mistake for life, but she didn't regret it. If Ren Yingying had to choose again, she would still do it.

"Old man, do you know that good tea should be paired with good water, and a talented man embraces a beautiful woman. If fate comes, wouldn't the holy lady and I have a good story?"

Ren Yingying felt that this sentence was the best thing she had heard in these years.

Unfortunately, he only wrote one que for himself, and one hundred fireflies.

When the flowers fell a month ago, he ran with a cage containing fireflies, and he chased after him. This must be extremely beautiful.

Thinking of this, Ren Yingying somehow felt a smile leak out.

"Yingying, why are you bothering..."

Seeing that she couldn't hold back Ren Yingying, Lan Fenghuang wiped away tears, took a serious look at Ren Yingying, and tried to keep her smile in her heart. Perhaps, this was the last time she saw Ren Yingying smile.

Could it be that the word love really makes people fearless of life and death?

She is a girl from Miaojiang and has never experienced feelings, so she is quite puzzled by Ren Yingying's actions.

In her opinion, it is not worthwhile for Yingying to exchange her life for Jing Zhou's.

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Ren Yingying and Jing Zhou were lying side by side on the bed. They each had a Gu worm on their wrists. The Gu worm was head to head, and a long, thin needle from its tail pierced the blood vessels in Jing Zhou's and Ren Yingying's wrists.

The Gu worm's stomach bulged and flattened, and the blood was exchanged from one body to another.

Ren Yingying looked at Jing Zhou whose face was gradually returning to rosy, as if she didn't feel uncomfortable anymore.

The pain of exchanging blood, especially the blood of a poisoned person, is no less painful than that of a person falling into the water and drowning.

Every time the time passed, Ren Yingying felt that her breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and at the end, her face turned purple from the suffocation.

Lan Fenghuang stood aside, watching Ren Yingying's vitality gradually disappearing, couldn't bear it any longer, hugged her and burst into tears.

Ping Yizhi was used to seeing life and death, although he didn't cry like Lan Fenghuang, but there was something different in his heart.Who would have thought that the saintly aunt who usually kills people like hemp would, for the sake of a man, would actually sacrifice her own life for his life.

Sensing the constant loss of life in her body, Ren Yingying opened her eyes wide and tried to make herself look at Jing Zhou, hoping to keep his appearance in her heart forever.

Even when she arrived at Naihe Bridge and drank that Mengpo soup, she still wanted to remember this face.

She wanted to raise her hand to touch the face of the person in front of her again, but her arm no longer obeyed, and she couldn't lift it no matter what.

After less than half a moment, Ren Yingying closed her eyes with a smile on her lips.

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Jing Zhou felt his body was warm, as if being hugged by someone in a world of ice and snow, very comfortable.

He had a dream. In the dream, he returned to Luoyang, back to Green Bamboo Lane.

The wounds on his body healed, his chest was relieved, and his arms became stronger.

On a wedding day, he was dressed in red and held Ren Yingying's hand to worship the heaven and the earth.

Ren Yingying also gave birth to him a son named Jing Yun, saying that she hoped that he would be as free as a cloud in the sky for the rest of his life.

"Ahem", Jing Zhou felt a lightness in his chest and woke up.

He was about to stand up, but the pain in his left shoulder and back made him gasp, and he paused the movement to get up.

Jing Zhou saw a little girl he didn't know lying on the table not far away, guessing that she was here to take care of him, so he said: "Miss, wake up, ma'am...can you pour me a cup of tea? ?"

At this time, there was a burning sensation in his throat, like a road that hadn't seen rain in months in June.

"Girl, girl, wake up..."

In this way, Jing Zhou called out three or four times before the little girl raised her head and rubbed her eyes.

"Ah, son, you are awake!"

Seeing Jingzhou wake up, the girl looked extremely happy.

She took care of Jing Zhou here for three days and two nights. Now that Jing Zhou woke up, she felt that the fruits of her labor were recognized.

Jing Zhou couldn't stop crying and laughing, this little girl is really dumbfounding.

"Yeah, I'm awake."

"Girl, can you pour me a cup of tea?"

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