Chapter 893: Hemostasis

Chapter 893 Hemostasis
The illusion of the moon sighs: "It doesn't seem to stop, but it can't stop!" The handle stick used by Qian Jinzhu is specially made by the shrine. It is dedicated to the enemy. Anyone who has no mana is it. In the stab, the wound will continue to bleed until the blood is dead!
Although Xiao Xi is a shrine ritual, but his mana is exhausted and weaker than ordinary people, the pole stick stabs him at this time. His blood is naturally flowing. She sprinkles powder and hopes that the powder can be alleviated. The wounds of these great sacrifices made his mana recover a little bit and stop the blood...
Murong Xue: "..."
The weapon created by the shrine is really different, but: "The sword stabbed near the heart, and the big sacrifice was not light. When the hemostatic powder can alleviate his injury, the blood on his body is estimated to flow seven or seven. Eighty-eight..." Even if he recovered some mana, he couldn't live anymore...
"What should I do?" The illusion of the moon frowned. Since the establishment of the shrine, it was the first time that such a large sacrificial ritual was exhausted, but it was stabbed by the sacred weapons and blood flow was not enough.
"You will pass your mana to the great sacrifice." Murong Xue's eyes are faint: the internal forces between people can be passed on to each other, and the mana should be possible. As long as Xiao Xi has mana, he should stop the blood. It is.
The illusion of the brow is even tighter: "The great sacrifice is the highest practice of the shrine. This technique is extremely pure. I practiced a few times, and the guards of the shrine, the middle of the maids. The technique cannot be compared with it at all. Even if we pass the mana to the great sacrifice, his body will not accept..."
Murong Xue: "..."
Well, the higher the skill, the more requirements, the mana of the higher-level man can be freely passed to the middle-level man, and the mana of the middle-hander is passed to the higher-level man, and the body of the person is not visible. ......
"That's a try to stop bleeding."
"I have already ordered it, it is useless." The moon was low, and there was a rare dignified color in the scorpion: the wound that was stabbed by the shrine of the shrine was not so easy to handle...
What should I do?
Murong Xue frowned slightly, and couldn’t watch Xiaoxi’s blood dying and dying:
Is there any other way to stop the blood of the saint?

Fantasy shook his head gently: "In addition to stopping the blood meal, acupoints, I can't think of other methods."
Murong Xue: "..."
Well, there are not a few ways to stop bleeding. The magic moon can be used, and the wounds of Xiao Xi can't stop bleeding.
"Then let me try it." Murong Xue said lowly. Su Bai’s small hand reached into the sleeve and took out a few silver needles. Hemostatic powder and acupuncture could not stop the blood. She did not have absolute certainty. Can stop, but, Xiao Xi bleed too much, can no longer delay, dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Murong Xue stepped forward and put the silver needles one by one into the acupuncture points on Xiao Xi’s chest. As the number of needles in the silver needle increased, the wound on Xiao Xi’s chest was a little bit. Stopped bleeding...
The moon, the guards of the shrine, the high hanging hearts of the maids were slightly lowered, and the bottom of the flashes flashed a surprise. I couldn’t think of the silver needles that could stop the wounds from the sharps. It’s amazing:
Thank you for Murong.

Murong Xue smiled and smiled: "You don't have to be polite, although the blood has stopped, but the big sacrifice has lost a lot of blood. You can help him back to the room and pack it."
"Okay, let's take a step first." The moon was low and said that the guards had placed Xiao Xi on a comfortable sedan and carried him to the house where he lived.
Looking at the figure that everyone gradually drifted away, Murong Xue took a long sigh of relief and looked around. He didn't see the person he wanted to see. He couldn't help but ask: "Hurricane, the world? Is it still dealing with things?"
"Yes, things are a bit complicated, the world has not finished." The stealth hurricane respectfully answered.
Murong Xue frowned and looked up at the sky. I saw that the golden sun had risen to the center. It was midday (11:00 to 13:00): "When it is time to eat, let's go back and wait for less." Said, Murong Xue walked slowly toward the government...
With lunch, taking a nap, using dinner, bathing and changing clothes, when Murong Xue finished these things, it was already at the time of Hai (21:00 to 23:00), and Ouyang Shaohao still disappeared.
Murong Xue was lying alone in bed, unable to sleep, and it was already so late. Ouyang Shaohao had not returned yet. What happened, it was so difficult to handle...
The hurricane didn't know what Ouyang Shaohao was doing, and Murong Xue couldn't guess it. She didn't guess. She sat up, opened the quilt and got out of bed, took a robe and put it on her body. The window, looking carelessly, I saw a lantern lit up on the near bluestone road. The dim light made the road still bright, and the large and small guest houses were black and white, indicating that time has passed. Late, the owner of the house, the guests almost rested...
Murong Xue is very embarrassed in the heart, but helplessly sigh, when will Ouyang Shaohao come back?
Suddenly, a light came into view. Murong Xue was sure to see it. I saw a courtyard in the northwest facing the light. The lights were still very bright. There was a room where Xiao Xi lived. Xiao Xi was seriously injured. This time should be at rest. That is, how is his room still lit? Did his injury worsen?
Murong Xue’s eyes sank, grabbed a long skirt and put it on. Pulled the door out of the room and walked quickly to the courtyard where Xiao Xi lived. She had nothing to do in the room. She went to Xiao Xi to see if she could Can't help anything...
Xiao Xi’s room was quiet. The two shrine maids were standing outside the inner room door, and they closed their eyes and slept. There were two night pearls in the inner room, and the warm yellow light was quiet. Xiao Xi was closing her eyes and lying on the carved bed, and she was sitting on the chair next to the big bed. She fell asleep on the account, and the beautiful little face was full of tiredness.
Murong Xue stepped forward and was preparing to call the Magic Moon. He didn't want to. The Magic Moon suddenly opened his eyes. The cold eyes shot like a sharp arrow. Seeing Murong Xue, the alert in her throat disappeared without a trace, and the voice was dumb. The road: "It turned out to be Murong girl, how come you?"
Murong Xue smiled softly: "I saw the lights on here, so come over and see, how do you fall asleep here?"
Yue Yue smiled: "The big sacrifice is seriously injured, the guards, the maids are generally, I don't worry about them, I stay here to guard the big sacrifice..." When the big sacrifice woke up, she could go to rest.
Murong Xue nodded and looked down at Xiao Xi. He saw that his handsome beauty was pale and bloodless, his lips were pale and pale, and he was extraordinary and vulgar. He was so vulnerable that he had no self-protection. It really needs someone to guard.
(End of this chapter)