novellhall Chapter 245 This cartoonist is a bit wicked (35)
Chapter 245 This cartoonist is a bit wicked (35)
Chapter 245 This cartoonist is a bit wicked (35)
"Where is the medicine?" Shengwu glanced at Shuxue, with a troubled look on his pretty face, and said helplessly, "You also know that ordinary medicine baths are useless with Master's body."
The others turned their eyes to Shuxue at the same time, all with a sense of inquiry.Since the master handed Shen He over to him, he would know more about it.
"I, I stuffed all the medicinal materials in the Holy Medicine Pavilion into the Shenhe before I left..." Shu Xue hesitated a little when she said this.Because he didn't know if Shen He would swallow all these medicines and turn them into wine.
If the situation was not urgent at that time, he would not have made such a bad move.
"This..." Di Li pondered, and quickly made a decision, "Try it. See if you can pour something out of the sinking river."
Afterwards, Yu Wen answered a very heart-wrenching sentence, "Except for the master, who can use Shen He?" No, he couldn't open the gourd cover.
Sheng Wu thought for a while, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, "I have a way."
"what?"
"Give the master some blood, and then smear it on Shuxue's hands." Sheng Wu said, "Didn't the master hand over Shen He to Shuxue before leaving, so in contrast, Shuxue is more suitable among us to drive Shen He With the master's blood, Shen He should not resist."
Yu Wen glanced at Sheng Wu with an 'admired' expression, "You are a little smarter occasionally."
Miss Shengwu pulled out the scalpel with a smile, "I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language."
"Okay, stop making trouble." Di Li, who presided over the overall situation, said coldly, and then arranged in an orderly manner: "Sheng Wu, you are responsible for preparing the tub for the medicinal bath, or giving the master a hot spring pool. I Come to arrange the space, and you have to do the undressing."
Sheng Wu nodded: "Leave it to me, no problem!" She said with her eyes shining, my God... It's the first time to untie the master's clothes, how do you get a little excited? !
"Shuxue, go get the bloodletting and try to get the medicine from the Shen River."
After Di Li finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Yuwen again, "Yuwen, you and I will cultivate the spirit pill together."
"it is good!"
After everyone accepted the task, they started to work.
Shuxue came to Yuan Jiu with Shen He in his arms, and thought for a long time before doing anything.He used his spiritual power to conjure up a Chiba Spiritual Knife, which looked like a hosta, but it was extremely thin when viewed from the side, revealing the bright luster of the snow under the sun.
The moment Qianye Lingdao touched Yuan Jiu's finger, it had no effect.As soon as Shuxue gritted her teeth, she poured her spiritual power into the Qianye Spiritual Knife, and for a moment the Qianye Spiritual Knife emitted a faint white luster.
Yuan Jiu's finger finally cut a hole, blood flowed out from the hole, and gradually condensed into a blood bead that slipped into Shuxue's palm.
Shuxue carefully controlled the blood drop on the index finger, and soon his hand began to heat up, and gradually there was a strong burning sensation.
"Well!"
Shuxue's hands began to tremble, "Master's blood...is really not something I can use!"
Seeing this, Yuwen hurriedly moved to his side, worried: "Shuxue, how are you?"
"It's okay, I can still hold on." Shuxue squeezed out a smile, "I never had a chance to drink the master's blood before. I'll eat it when it's used up."
Yu Wen was suddenly speechless, and looked at him with a bit of contempt, "If you miss, you can eat it."
Shuxue forced a smile, then concentrated all her attention to control the cork of the jade-colored wine gourd, "Little Shen He, open it!"
Yuwen glanced at Shuxue silently, and stood behind him to channel his spiritual power.
And at this moment, Shen He's cork began to show signs of loosening.
The jade-colored gourd swayed left and right in mid-air, and the golden glow all over her body became brighter and brighter, as if it wanted to burn people's eyes.
"Wow—"
The cork flew out of the gourd.
At the same time, a very small figure jumped out of the wine gourd, suspended in mid-air.
(End of this chapter)