In the extremely quiet ward, a qi they were familiar with suddenly broke out and was fading rapidly. For a while, Xu San and Xu Si felt heavy after feeling this unstable Qi, tears rolling in the corners of their eyes.

Bao Baofeng felt the qi, but he half-sitting and getting up very calmly, took Xu Xiang’s hand and said: "Dougwazi, have you forgotten what I told you, spread out all your qi and protect yourself In this way, you will die peacefully!"

Xu Xiang in the memory listened to the baby's voice, his eyes were already weak to open at this time, he fumbled, and hardly raised his other hand to hold Ah Wu's hands, his face choked with tears: "Ah. No, I don’t want to just leave, I still want to take care of you like this... Ah Wu... I don’t want to die!"

Bao Baofeng sang the folk song that Xu Xiang’s mother and sister Zhao taught her that year, and put a hand on Xu Xiang’s forehead, using his own Qi to sing the scrambled Qi in Xu Xiang’s body. Leading to gather together.

Under the comfort of Feng Baobao’s singing and Qi, Xu Xiang, who was suffering from death, gradually calmed down and fell into peace. Only the weak breath can prove that the old man is still alive, but even his breath, It is gradually becoming nothingness.

At this time, a voice broke the sad atmosphere in the ward at this time: "You guys, do you want to save him!?"

At this time, Xu Xiang, looking at his state, is no doubt with the dead.

Inside the house, Xu San, Xu Si and Zhang Chulan all looked at Mu Lin with some differences. For a while, they didn’t understand what he meant. You know, in the alien world, even if it is a powerful and magical force, they can’t escape. Birth, old age, sickness and death, in their understanding, only Feng Baobao, who has obtained the so-called fairy inheritance, can live to this day, and it is not sure whether it is immortal or not, perhaps it is just a lot longer than ordinary people. . But now, someone suddenly told them that it was ridiculous to help people treat terminal illnesses and increase their lifespan.

Xu Si said angrily. He thought Mu Lin was playing tricks on him: "Mo Lin, you know what you are talking about, I am not interested in joking with you here at this time!"

"Do you think I was joking with you!" Mu Lin looked at him with a smile.

"Mu Lin, stop making trouble!" Although Zhang Chulan was surprised that Mu Lin had suddenly felt nervous today, she still pulled him a bit. After all, at this time, under this situation, his father is about to die. Now he is joking. , Isn't this pure death?

"Who is arguing with you!" Mu Lin gave Zhang Chulan angrily, this stinky boy.

"How can I save him?" Bao Baofeng stopped singing, and the breath of Xu Xiang had almost disappeared at this time, and it was only a matter of a minute or two. For Mu Lin's words, Bao Bao Feng generally chose to believe unconditionally, although she didn't understand why.

The more calm Xu San was also looking at Mu Lin seriously at this time. He decided that if Mu Lin really had a way to rescue his father, he would agree to any conditions of Mu Lin. However, if not, let him understand the consequences of this joke anyway.

In fact, when Mu Lin had this idea just now, he specifically asked the following system. As a condition for Xu Xiang to continue his life, his own blood would actually be fine, plus a single medicine from the system. Don't forget that Mu Lin's blood can now be regarded as dragon blood, although the concentration is still lacking, it can be regarded as diluted dragon blood. But it is precisely because of this that the system prompts him to be available. If the dragon blood is intact, a drop of blood can kill an ordinary person's body, just like ten thousand years of poison. Dragon blood is extremely poisonous to ordinary creatures. It's okay if it is stained, but if it is absorbed by the body, it is only death Qiao Qiao said so.

However, because it is diluted dragon blood, the concentration is not pure, and supplemented by the systemic pill to guide the energy to transform Xu Xiang's internal organs, it is no problem to extend life for ten or eight years. . By that time, it is estimated that Mu Lin will have almost solved it. Now this is equivalent to a troubled world, just stealing... ahem. Look for a few sects of Treasure Pavilion, so don't be too cool to have energy. In eight years, it is estimated that Mu Lin is a little too much. At that time, things were all done, and God knows if he is still in this world. If Xu Xiang is hanging up by then, it has nothing to do with him.

But this time is also a bit of a price. You must know that the two thousand mission points that Mu Lin got before have long been exchanged for the (pseudo) immortal body of Wolverine, and its super recovery ability is now penniless. At this time, the cunning nature of the system is reflected. As the pill for subsidy this time, the asking price is 1,000, but...for Mu Lin who has no money, the system is very generous and can give credit, but the result of the credit inevitably makes Mu Lin a little bit swearing...mmb. ! God's special code is credited for one thousand and you have to pay me three thousand? This is so special that you doubled it and tripled it, black-hearted businessman, no, black-hearted system, decisively black-hearted system, you have the ability to double it five times! .

"Ding, the host's request is detected, and the price of the pill will be adjusted to five times the original price."

‘The uncle is wrong! ’

"Ding, realizing the host's sincere confession, the pill is adjusted back to its original price."

MDZZ, Mu Lin gloomily looked at the pill in the system backpack, he had no choice but to admit counsel to the black heart system. Three thousand mission points, this is killing him! You need to know this mission point. The release of missions on this system depends on his mood. After so long, except for the unexplained time that year, he absorbed the treasure of the master’s house to gain the equivalent of ten thousand mission points to strengthen his physique. Later, I gave two thousand points for the previous mission. Now this three thousand points is equivalent to the price of two missions.

While feeling distressed, Mu Lin didn't care whether the two brothers agreed. The old man on this bed would soon be out of breath. If Bibi is still here, he really won't be saved. They squeezed directly past the two to the hospital bed, their hands turned into dragons, took out the pill and fed them directly to Xu Xiang, and smoothed the pill with Qi, and then the fingertips of the dragon's claws forced a drop of blood to drop between his brow , For a while, a deep dragon roar sounded throughout the ward. . ,,.