The Age of Lords Reborn

Chapter 949

Returning to Jiguan Island, the quiet island no longer smells of blood.

Mo Xiaobai and others did not go too far from the shore, dragged the fishing boat ashore, and set up a simple tent at the foot of the mountain.

After eating and drinking enough, everyone went to bed early.

However, as the crescent moon rises, in the valley between the two peaks of Jiguan Island, there is the sound of "Zlazila" burning fire.

A wooden barrel as tall as a person, filled with dragon blood.

Standing on the bonfire, a half-naked man stood beside the bucket. Seeing the dragon's blood boiling, he gritted his teeth and jumped into it.

As soon as he entered, the scorching dragon's blood made his whole face swell red, his eyes were congested with blood, and his whole body muscles tightened, and the painful cries were heard hundreds of meters away.

"The record in that handbook is correct, right?"

The naked man was in unbearable pain, but the first reaction in his mind was to think of a travel note that he got accidentally a year ago.

According to the records in that pamphlet, he successfully completed the job change and came to this Jiaodao.Honing martial arts is one aspect, and the other is to collect enough flood dragon blood.

The manuscript records a type of medicinal bath called 'Blood Bath Soup'. Flood Blood Soup is just the most common, but as long as it succeeds, it can directly increase his martial attribute from 92 to 98.

Coupled with the two pieces of equipment on his body, it would be easy for his martial attributes to break through [-].

"It will take an hour."

"Can not give up."

"Anyway, there is no one on the island right now, so you can yell out the pain."

"Can't give up, can't give up."

The belief of "hold on" kept flashing in his mind, and the man shouted in pain and joy.

.........

"Sorry~"

By the tent at the foot of the mountain, Bajie, who was lying on the grass, raised his head.

Maybe Mo Xiaobai and the others wouldn't be able to hear the movement if they weren't paying attention, but it couldn't sleep because of the shouts like killing pigs in the mountain depression.

After exhaling a few breaths, Bajie stood up a little annoyed.

Mo Xiaobai would never tie her with a rope, so Bajie took two steps and flew directly to the northeast.A few breaths came to the col, just in time to see a big man suffering and crying.

"Is he sick?"

Although Bajie has become a god, he doesn't know everything about human beings. After looking down for a long time, he nodded his head: "The disease is not serious, and he is about to die."

After muttering a few words, Bajie didn't know what to do.

A person who is about to die is not worth her doing, but seeing a person 'die of illness' like this, Bajie feels that it is not right.

In Dream City, if you get sick, there are people who can heal you.

"What an idiot, he didn't go to the doctor when he was sick, soaked in dirty snake blood, and made me sleep." Bajie complained again, but still didn't move.

After waiting for a while, the man's sobs became weaker and weaker, and he was about to die at any moment, then Bajie flew down.

With one kick, he knocked over the barrel.

"Save, save me, save me"

The man with little consciousness left opened his mouth, and a faint cry for help spread.Bajie listened to it, but took two steps back in disgust.

Without saying a word, he flew back and got into Mo Xiaobai's tent.

The big tongue rubbed against Mo Xiaobai's face, which woke Mo Xiaobai up in a 'shock'.

Opening his eyes and seeing Bajie's big head, Mo Xiaobai was almost scared out of his wits, angrily pushed Bajie out, and said, "I don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing?"

"That idiot on the island, he's dying."

"Stupid? Who?"

"That's right, I saw it last time I came here."

After Bajie finished speaking, Mo Xiaobai came to his senses.

It's the man fighting the dragon.

"Go and see."

Mo Xiaobai had already been awakened by the noise, so he got on his horse and let Bajie lead the way.

When one person and one horse returned to the col, the young man had passed out.

"Isn't this dead yet?"

Mo Xiaobai first dragged the man bleeding, and then looked at the man's state, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Has this kid been steamed?
Looking sideways at the surroundings, his eyes fell on the wooden barrel, and he shook his head and laughed.

He seemed to understand.

"Is it useful to use flood water to take a bath?"

Shen Yin asked himself, Mo Xiaobai took out the water bag and poured it into the man's mouth.In the final analysis, this guy's tragic situation will not kill him, it's just that he is seriously dehydrated.

After drinking two bags of water, the man suddenly turned over and coughed fiercely, then gasped for breath and regained some consciousness.

He opened his eyes calmly, just in time to see Mo Xiaobai who was smiling but not smiling.

"Are you, daydreaming?"

"Yo, you still know me?"

Mo Xiaobai laughed out loud at the moment, and said, "You are also very talented for making yourself like this."

"I saw a great god during the First World War in Korea."

The man panted and spoke in a low voice, and finally stood up: "Thank you, the great god, for saving your life."

"Hey, don't worry about thanking me."

Mo Xiaobai shook his finger and said, "I didn't save you out of kindness. I'm more interested in this thing."

The man frowned when he saw Mo Xiaobai pointing at the bloody water on the ground.

Mo Xiaobai had a smile on his face: "Tell me about it?"

"I once came across a secret recipe for Tangchi."

"What about the secret recipe?"

"With the strength of the great god, are you also interested in this kind of thing?"

"Curious, want to see."

After Mo Xiaobai finished speaking, he only looked at the other party.

The skin of the man's whole body was burnt red, not to mention running away, even standing up was struggling, and the god in front of him obviously wouldn't let him go, so he took out the letter after a long silence.

Mo Xiaobai took the letter, picked up a torch and turned it over a little bit, nodded first and then shook his head and said, "It's lucky that I can get his handwriting."

"he?"

Mo Xiaobai nodded: "The art of bathing in blood existed in ancient times. Although the writing on it is not inscriptions on oracle bones, the content should be a genuine ancient inheritance."

The naked man was originally thinking about it alone with a notebook, but now he heard what Mo Xiaobai said, and his eyes became more suspicious: "What ancient inheritance?"

"No accident, it should be inherited from evil."

"Evil? Dianwei?"

"What Dianwei, what I'm talking about is that Shang Moxiao is going to be evil."

Evil coming?

The evil that Cao Cao used as a metaphor for Dian Wei?
The man was in a trance for a while, and then he collected himself: "Why did the Great God tell me this?"

"Is it pleasing to the eye?"

Mo Xiaobai raised his eyebrows slightly, and threw the notebook back into the man's arms: "This notebook is incomplete. The reason why your blood bath failed is not because you didn't resist, but because the combination of auxiliary medicine was wrong."

Seeing the letter returned to him, the man's eyes became more surprised, and he didn't even listen carefully to what Mo Xiaobai said: "You, don't want it?"

"What do I want to do with this thing, you have taken the inheritance, and if I take it, it's just a piece of waste paper."

Mo Xiaobai shook his head again, and then said: "If you want to go further with the Yuxue Technique, my suggestion to you is to come back to Dream City with me, and I will help you find out the real Yuxue Tangchi formula."

Before seeing the letter, Mo Xiaobai didn't have such thoughts.But after reading the handwriting, he has already raised the idea of ​​"cherishing talents".

Good or bad is inherited from evil, and he has cultivated a historically famous general who is comparable to S-level qualifications.

Of course, the premise is that the other party is willing to go back with him.

(End of this chapter)