Poison Concubine Counterattack: Peak Summoner

Chapter 353 Blood Drinking Treatment
"It's all because of me that you were also caught by that strange man." Qing Yunmiao already knew that Ziyang came here to find her, and felt a burst of self-blame in her heart.

Now he is still fine, but Ziyang is injured, especially separated by a wall, and he still can't see how Ziyang's condition is, which makes Qing Yunmiao even more worried.

"It's not your fault, it's just that I'm too weak..."

"What a joke, is this deity also weak? It was obvious that he didn't notice for a while, and was attacked by that strange man!" Bai Huangyi's voice came from the other side of the wall.

A person like Bai Huangyi with high self-esteem was not interested in talking to these two people at first, but after a long time, when he was bored, he reluctantly said a few words to these mediocre people.

It's just that Bai Huangyi's words are not pleasant to listen to.

Ziyang and Qing Yunmiao had heard it, but they just pretended not to hear it, and continued to talk about themselves.

"Ziyang, don't say that, that weirdo's strength is unfathomable, I shouldn't have got you involved, I will definitely find a way to get you out."

"Do you have a way to leave?" Hearing Qing Yunmiao's words, Zi Yangqiang asked himself up.

"I've read it. This dungeon seems to be sealed with some kind of magic circle. When I was in the academy, I also read some books about magic circles. Maybe it can be cracked." Qing Yunmiao's eyes fell on the ground.

There are some streak-like traces on the dirty ground, which seem to be chaotic, but if you observe carefully, you will find some regular lines, and the lines spread extremely far, which is not a small magic circle.

"This magic circle has been around for hundreds of years at least. You can resolve it? Let's try it yourself." Over there, Bai Huangyi spoke with a gun and a stick again.

He also just noticed the magic circle after listening to Qing Yunmiao's words, instead of thanking him, he even ridiculed him.

"Bo Huangyi, no one wants to talk to you, will you die if you don't shut up?" Ziyang cursed annoyed.

"Hmph! This deity is too lazy to talk to you mediocre people! But you are the one who will die, not me. If you are weak and weak, within ten days, your life will be gone. If you beg this deity, you may be able to save you." One life." Bai Huangyi snorted coldly, he was a therapist after all, even though he didn't have the medical ethics of saving lives and healing the wounded, he was still very clear about how much life a person had.

As soon as he heard Ziyang's voice, he knew that he was going to die if he didn't get medical treatment.

"What did you say? But it's true?" Qing Yunmiao exclaimed in disbelief.

"This deity is the Holy Son of the Sanctuary, and there is no better healer than me on the Chiwu Continent." Bai Huangyi said while seeing the dust on the white clothes, so he flicked a cleaning technique to clean it up clothes.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, our cultivation has been sealed, and he can't perform healing skills at all, it's all nonsense." Ziyang insisted, thankfully the cells can't see each other.

Where the two of them couldn't see, his chest had collapsed, his clothes were covered with blood, and new blood was constantly gushing out from the dry red spots.

The bones of the ribcage had already been shattered. If it wasn't for the fact that a gifted person's physique was better than ordinary people, and he had taken Zixi's Tianzhu Potion to have a stronger physique, such injuries would have killed him long ago.

"You mediocre people are the only ones whose cultivation level has been sealed, but this deity can still use mana." Bai Huangyi was not completely lying, he can still use mana, although it is not much, but at least it is no problem to cast low-level healing techniques.

He only hated that he couldn't use time and space magic at this moment, otherwise it would be a matter of minutes to leave here, and he was going to kill that strange man!How dare you lock him in such a messy dungeon!

"Master Shengzi! You can still use mana? Great! Please show your magic and rescue me! I am Helan Qinger, the princess of the Chenxing Tribe. As long as you can rescue me, I will let my father thank the saint Domain!" In the distance, He Lan Qing'er's voice came.

She was not imprisoned in a cell next to three people, and not only was she imprisoned for the past few days, she hadn't eaten or drank, her whole body was dirty, and she didn't even have the energy to speak at the moment.

At this moment, she heard Bai Huangyi's words, and she screamed desperately.

"The waste of the Chenxing tribe is also worthy of negotiating conditions with this deity, get out!" For Helan Qing'er, Bai Huangyi's disdain was even deeper. This girl is not even as good as a mediocre person, and she is not worthy of talking to him at all.

He Lanqing'er was stunned by being scolded for a while, and Bai Huangyi even proposed to save Ziyang and Qing Yunmiao but not himself, how could those two people be more noble than him!

She felt extremely unbalanced in her heart, but she didn't dare to choke with Bai Huangyi, so she could only swallow her anger and shut her mouth.

"I won't accept your treatment." Zi Yang leaned against the wall and closed his eyes in dissatisfaction. He hadn't forgotten what Bai Huangyi said the day he was arrested, so he wouldn't accept the enemy's treatment!
Bai Huangyi was also feeling idle at the moment. Seeing Ziyang ignoring him, he provoked Qing Yunmiao again: "Qing Yunmiao, what about you? Do you want to watch him die? I only give this one chance."

Bai Huangyi didn't believe it yet, the two would rather die than beg him.

"I won't beg you either." Qing Yunmiao said, and there was another thin cracking sound.

Ziyang suddenly saw a stone brick protruding from the wall, and then a burst of earth and stone peeled off, and the stone brick fell down.

There was a gap in the wall, and a pair of blood-stained slender hands stretched out.

Qing Yunmiao actually dug up the wall with her bare hands!
Ziyang's eyes widened in shock, he stared blankly at the scarred palm in front of him, his heart throbbed with pain.

"Ziyang, my blood can save you, and the healing effect is no worse than healing." Qing Yunmiao said eagerly, telling the unknown secret, "My blood is blood medicine, which has amazing healing effects. !"

"No, how can I drink your blood..." Ziyang resisted subconsciously while being shocked.

Drinking human blood is the behavior of wild beasts, and it is Qing Yunmiao's blood, how can he accept it!
"If you don't drink, I'll cut my wrists and commit suicide!" Qing Yunmiao said, retracting her hand, without hesitation, scratching the palm of her hand with her nails, and stretching it out, "Do you want to see me bleed to death, or Drink my blood, you figure it out!"

She forced Ziyang with a desperate tone.

Seeing the blood dripping down on the ground like scarlet wine, Ziyang became ruthless, struggled to grab Qing Yunmiao's hand, and sucked her palm with one mouthful.

The woman's hands are delicate and fragrant, and even the damp and rotten atmosphere in the dungeon can't be concealed.

The place without wounds is as smooth as white porcelain, full of creamy touch.

There is no fishy smell in the entrance of the blood, but with a strong medicinal fragrance, the taste is fresh and delicious, sweet and wonderful.

It was like refining a perfect potion, moistening his throat drop by drop.

A wave of medicinal power permeates the meridians along the internal organs, Ziyang can feel the beating of the heart gradually getting stronger, and the pain in the chest gradually weakens.

(End of this chapter)