Tomb Raider's Notes of Qilin City Lord

Chapter 494 Siguniang Mountain (54)

494 Chapter 494 Siguniang Mountain (54)
The spiritual blood dust mist had already wrapped Zhang Qiling's whole body in it in an instant. The mist gradually became thicker, and the medicinal fragrance of the spiritual blood filled the entire spiritual power shield.

Zhang Qiling looked at the spiritual blood bottle in his hand. There was still more than half of the spiritual blood in it. The spiritual blood was rolling in the bottle. A small column of spiritual blood was pouring out on its own. The spiritual blood near the mouth of the bottle would gradually spread. It turned into a mist of spiritual blood dust, floating in the air in the spiritual power shield.

I stood not far away from where he was thrown and carefully observed his reaction.

At first, he seemed a little surprised by the protective shield I suddenly made. This time I caught my brother off guard, and I felt a little proud. I couldn't help but pursed my lips and smiled, but I know I can't get carried away. In his eyes, I may look like a little monster now. Any move I make may anger him, and then I will be in tragedy, so I quickly control my expression.

Continuing to look at him, I pondered something. Could there be something wrong with my brother's sense of smell during the hallucination? Could he be vigilant and deliberately not cooperate with me to relieve him of the hallucination? I saw his expression was stern, as if He seemed quite unhappy, otherwise he would be in my memory. He had been hallucinating before. His eyes had no red light and there was that strange black aura. He had passed through a gathering place of corpse aura before, so I was afraid he was accidentally contaminated. Got some corpse poison here.

As time passed by, I couldn't tell whether he had solved the illusion. The black energy was getting weaker, and his eyes were still red. His body was slightly sideways, his feet were spread apart, and his left foot was slightly forward. Some, with his right shoulder slightly tilted forward, he kept putting all his strength on his waist and legs. This posture felt like he would rush towards me at any time, which showed that he was in a very vigilant state. in the state.

I couldn't help but take a breath, pursed my lips, and felt very nervous. He was trying to rush towards me. What was he doing? Do you still want to hit me? But don't think about it this time. I thought so, but my body was still very honest, and my feet were also in a defensive posture.

Logically speaking, the qi-condensed spiritual blood should be effective immediately after being inhaled into the lungs. Although there will be some differences in the effects corresponding to different injuries and symptoms, I can see it, but my brother is now A pair of eyes were glaring in the direction where I was standing. It was obvious that he was hostile to me. The spiritual blood seemed useless.

I frowned slightly and thought it was impossible. There was no reason why my spiritual blood would be useless. I squinted my eyes hard and stared at him carefully with confusion and curiosity.

Finally, I discovered a problem. He was still and not moving. His subtle movements could be seen if I looked carefully, but I couldn't even see the rise and fall of his chest when he inhaled and exhaled. This made me sad. I was a little dumbfounded. I thought, maybe he was holding his breath, but it was only possible that he refused to inhale the spirit blood dust mist, which caused the medicine to not have the corresponding effect. If he was breathing normally, there should be obvious effects. The effect is right.

I took a breath and said to myself, although you can hold your breath for a long time, there will always be times when you can't hold it in. If you hold your breath for a long time, you will always have to breathe. Sooner or later, you have to breathe it in for me. At most, I can Just wait a little longer, thinking about it I straightened my nose and let out a small "hum".

I thought that he actually knew how to hold his breath to avoid what he thought was a danger, which meant that he was able to control his thoughts and actions. But the fact that he defended me and attacked me showed that I was really a little kid in his eyes now. Monster, then if I talk to him, he might not be able to tell that it’s me. Maybe what he hears is the little monster’s whine.

I rolled my eyes and thought, in fact, if I want his body to absorb the medicinal effect of the spiritual blood faster, it cannot only rely on breathing. Since he refuses to inhale it by himself, then I will use my spiritual power to remove the mist from his body. The pores are pushed into his body, and he won't feel any discomfort. It still works. This hallucinatory state is not good for the body, so we must seize the time to get rid of it.

I bit my lower lip, raised the corner of my mouth slightly, and immediately cast the fire spell. I used my force as soon as my gesture was ready. A small flame suddenly ignited on my fingertips. Without saying a word, I raised my finger and the flames soared into the sky. , I raised my arm and pinched the flame in my hand. The flame in my hand immediately exploded into mist and overflowed from between my fingers. I opened my palm upward, and gently raised my palm up and down, and the mist of fire erupted from between my fingers. The hand suddenly rose up, as if it was sucked by the spiritual power shield, and floated towards the direction of the spiritual power shield.

The fire mist poured down from the top of the spiritual power shield along the outer wall of the spiritual power shield. I was extremely nervous. With the added fire mist, I felt that my brother seemed to be even more unhappy. The way he glared at me seemed more like he was looking at me. Said: "I'm ignoring you and you're still pushing your limits?"

My body shook like a coward, and I comforted myself that it was okay. My brother had hallucinations but he was still sane. As long as I acted cowardly and let him see that I was just a little kid with no threat to him. Monster, usually he would turn a blind eye to a weak little monster like me.

In the blink of an eye, the fire mist formed a light and uniform fire-colored mist film on the outer layer of the spiritual power shield. The fire mist film penetrated from the thin spiritual wall of the spiritual power shield into the inside of the spiritual power shield, and interacted with the spiritual power shield. The blood dust mist gradually merged together, becoming a spiritual blood fire mist that kept rolling, making Zhang Qiling's entire fairy aura flutter.

The addition of the fire mist caused the temperature inside the spiritual power cover to rise slightly. I originally wanted the atomized spiritual blood to be inhaled from his respiratory tract, so it wouldn't be 34 or [-] degrees inside like a sauna. High temperature, but control it at [-] degrees. I have heard that warm water around [-]°C is the most suitable temperature for the skin. It can open the pores without hurting the skin. The spiritual blood fire mist also evaporates after all. Gas, it should be the same. This temperature is also a temperature that is easier for ordinary people to accept. The temperature in the tomb is low, more than [-] degrees is already hot enough. The temperature is about the same as that of a fire. I just need to control the surrounding spiritual energy. Just push the spiritual blood fire mist towards his body.

In the few minutes after Zhang Qiling fell into hallucination, some changes actually occurred in the tomb chamber. The clanking sounds around him gradually weakened, but some creepy sounds sounded in the tomb chamber again. It sounded like There was a low roar of a creature, and it seemed a little familiar. This sound could be heard in the direction of the side room, and also in the direction of the back room, but not in the direction of the entrance.

Only the place where we are standing is brightly illuminated by my moon-shaped spherical lamp. The rest of the place is still dark. Although I haven't seen what is making the low roar, I can probably guess that it must be here. That "specialty" monster.

If they come, we have no way out, and my brother is still hallucinating. I don’t know where to hide in this kind of place. This makes me really unable not to be afraid, so I don’t care whether my brother can understand what I say now. I said to him: "Brother, don't look at me like that. I want you to get rid of the hallucination quickly. I just warm the spiritual blood. The effect of the medicine will dissipate quickly and you can absorb it easily. You can breathe Just calm down and you'll be fine in a while. Something is coming. Get better quickly. I'm scared." After saying that, I saw that although his eyes were still very sharp, I could clearly feel that he was not trying to attack me now. What I meant, I wondered if he could already understand what I said. After all, no matter how much he resisted inhaling the medicinal fragrance of spiritual blood, he had already had some experience in the dusty mist of spiritual blood. The spiritual power of blood itself has a purifying effect. He can avoid the physical treatment of the medicinal fragrance, but he cannot avoid the spiritual treatment of spiritual blood.

In fact, the moment Zhang Qiling took away the spiritual blood bottle and held it in his hand, he felt that the bottle suddenly seemed to be sucked into his palm, and a warm current flowed from the bottle. It was uploaded and slipped into the palm of his hand.

Warmth flowed all the way into his arm, and he was very wary, but he felt that it was a force he could not resist, so he had to look at the bottle of spiritual blood in his hand. As the warm current flowed through his body, he felt this A warm current gathered in his chest, and the warm current seemed to hit another air in his body, which was a cold air. He only felt that his chest was cold and hot for a while, and the warm current seemed to be blowing away The cold air seemed to be driven out of his body.

Just as he was wondering, the spiritual blood bottle in his hand was opened by an external force. It was so sudden that he inhaled a large mouthful of spiritual blood dust mist. He knew that all this was done by the little guy who had just thrown him out. Damn it, but he clearly remembered that the person next to him was a girl. After the bell rang, in the blink of an eye, this little guy was the only one around him. He didn't know why, but his hands and body started to move uncontrollably. , I just want to catch him, and the feeling in my heart is to prevent this guy from running away.

He looked at this little guy and didn't know what he was tinkering with there, but in the process of observation, he discovered that this little guy looked more and more familiar.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw what the little guy threw at him again. The fire-colored mist rushed over. He was surrounded without giving him a chance to escape. The surrounding temperature immediately increased, but But he felt that the surroundings were more comfortable. The little guy was talking to him, but it was like his ears were ringing, and he could only hear the last three words "I'm afraid."

As soon as these three words came out, Zhang Qiling felt his body shake and his vision blurred. He thought in his mind what this little guy had done to him. Immediately afterwards, he felt two streams of air in his chest colliding fiercely in his body. After a while, a black air that looked like a small fish emerged from his body. It floated around above his head for several times and gathered into a small black ball. The red light in his eyes flashed. After a few turns, it gradually returned to a state as clear as the starry sky.

I felt that this time it was working. I gradually approached him and asked him: "Brother, how do you feel?"

He didn't respond to me immediately. Instead, he stood still for a moment, looked around, and then looked at me again.

I stopped and looked at him warily, like a little mouse seeing a cat. I pursed my lips tightly and frowned slightly. I unconsciously clasped my hands in front of my chest. At this time, I was only one meter away from him. .

Zhang Qiling looked at the frightened little guy in front of him with soft eyes, took a deep breath, stretched out his arm to her, and motioned for her to come closer.

I saw that his black aura was gone and the red light in his eyes was gone, and I could clearly see that he was breathing, so I got closer to him, and tentatively touched my fingers lightly on the side he stretched out towards me. In the palm of his hand, he was ready to retract it at any time.

However, he didn't give me this chance, and grabbed my hand. It seemed as if my hand was bitten. I stumbled into the steaming mist of spiritual blood fire and carried it to his chest. .

I looked at his face, my heart was beating very fast, and the spiritual blood fire mist was warm. I didn't know if it was because I was nervous or hot, I felt like I was sweating a little because of the heat.

He put the spiritual blood bottle into my hand, put his hand on the shoulder that he had just pushed behind you, squeezed you and asked, "Does it hurt?"

At this moment, I could feel that he was indeed fine. My tense and stiff body relaxed and I shook my head. I paused and quickly nodded my head and said, "It hurts, rub it." Then I looked up with aggrieved look on my face. Looking at him.

He squeezed his hand for me, and we looked at the black air above our heads that was expelled from his body. I said: "The zombie poison removed from Jian's body contains some of his spirituality. This zombie poison seedling It got into your body without you noticing."

I raised my hand and wrapped it with part of the surrounding spiritual blood fire mist, and then sealed it into the spiritual stone. While putting it away, I said: "This is solved, what should I do with the others that come over now?"

(End of this chapter)