Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 535 Take heart blood. 2
"No, Mr. Zhu, I can see that you know how to do it. Tell me quickly, how can you save him?"

Qin Shiyue's tone was too eager, and his eyes were too sincere, making it impossible to refuse.

Mr. Zhu had no choice but to ask: "No matter what the price is, are you willing to save him?"

"Of course." Without even thinking about it, Qin Shiyue curled the corners of her lips and smiled palely: "Even if I risk my life, I won't take half a step back."

Mr. Zhu was slightly taken aback.

It was rumored outside that Qin Shiyue was ruthless and ungrateful, decisive in killing, even more ruthless, never caring about feelings, but now, she actually knelt down and begged him to risk her life.

Such great love is also righteous.

He was somewhat touched, and someone helped Qin Shiyue up.

At this time, the sky was almost dark, and in the Thousand Killing Formation, the thousand heads were all glowing, red and blue, gathered together.

The giggling laughter broke through the dark night and echoed in the valley, very sensational.

Goosebumps popped up on people's arms when they heard it.

Qin Shiyue stared at Mr. Zhu, and under her gaze, Mr. Zhu had no choice but to say a way to save Uncle Jiuhuang: "To save him, you must use your heart and blood to pour this thousand-man killing formation, and hey enough!" Evil spirit, let the blood flow into the mouth of Uncle Nine Emperors in the formation to save him."

After Mr. Zhu finished speaking, the expressions of Wei Xuan, Ling Ji and the others changed in unison.

With so many evil spirits, how much blood is needed to feed them enough?
Qin Shiyue's blood could reach the center of the array until they were fed enough. At that time, Qin Shiyue might have to pay for his own life if he saved Jiu Huangshu.

When everyone was astonished, Mr. Zhu added in embarrassment: "Moreover, this blood must be the blood of the heart."

Heart bleed?

All of a sudden, Wei Xuan and Ling Ji Xiang Ji were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

Not to mention the blood of the heart, even ordinary blood is embarrassing, and now it is the blood of the heart.

This is absolutely not going to work.

However, Qin Shiyue didn't hesitate at all, stretched out her hand and spread it out in front of Wei Xuan: "Knife."

Wei Xuan's heart skipped a beat.

He took a few steps back and shook his head desperately: "No, mistress, this won't work."

If the master was rescued, and the mistress had some accident, I am afraid that the master would feel worse than death.

This is a dilemma. Wei Xuan is in a difficult situation and dare not give Qin Shiyue the sword. No one can bear such an ending.

"Sword." Qin Shiyue said very firmly again, this time her words were much sharper, she knew what Wei Xuan was thinking, but no matter what, she would save him.

"No, princess, you can't do that."

Wei Xuan just refused, knelt down and begged Qin Shiyue: "Mistress, you can't do this, the blood on your body will be drained."

Lingji and Xiangji were already in tears, even though they were the killers who were brought up by Uncle Nine Emperors to lose their heads and not shed tears.

However, after all, she was a girl in her teens, and she was moved and saddened by Qin Shiyue's insistence on changing her life.

"Yes, mistress, we can think of another way, this way won't work." Ling Ji also persuaded.

Turning his head away again, he looked at Mr. Zhu expectantly and asked, "Mr. Zhu, there must be another way, right?"

Everyone looked at Mr. Zhu, hoping that he could come up with a way not to risk his life like this.

(End of this chapter)