Chapter: 1171
Moreover, after getting along with the fake Kunlun God of War for the first two years, he was also conquered by the blood king's powerful bedtime skills, and he still remembers it and has a lot of aftertastes.
So Jin Lingnan promised to be the blood king's mistress.
Seeing the Blood King approaching him step by step, Tian Xingjian was terrified.
"You...don't come here."
"Mom, take me back quickly... hurry up!"
He has not heard less of the brutality of the blood king,
There is a deep shadow in my heart for him.
Jin Lingnan hurriedly appease Tian Xingjian: "Jian'er, don't move."
"Lord Blood King wants to heal your leg!"
what!
Tian Xingjian raised his head fiercely and looked at the Blood King.
Ye Wudao abolished his limbs, and it was an extravagant hope that he could save his life.
As for restoring his hands and feet, he has absolutely no hope at all.
But now, the Blood King said he might restore his limbs...
This is real?
If the hands and feet can really recover, Tian Xingjian would rather live 20, 30, or even 40 years less!
His voice trembled with excitement: "Can you really restore me?"
The Blood King checked Tian Xingjian's limbs and nodded: "Well, it's not a big problem."
"If everything goes well, it will take half a year to recover."
Tian Xingjian couldn't believe it: "I...why should I trust you?"
The blood king said: "You should know what my blood king hall is best at."
Tianxingjian said: "As we all know, the Palace of the Blood King is good at using poison!"
The Blood King nodded: "Well. There is an old saying in Daxia, called poison, and medicine does not separate families."
"We have reached the pinnacle in terms of poisoning, and it is natural to treat diseases and save people."
Tian Xingjian was so excited that he almost cried.
What the Blood King said was indeed true.
He hurriedly said: "Lord Blood King, please help."
"If you really cure me, I will do whatever I can."
As long as you can heal yourself,
Not to mention the public enemy of Daxia, even if it is the public enemy of the world, it must be recognized as a grandfather!
Tian Xingjian sighed: "As the saying goes, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice."
"I'm missing the most important medicine yin in my hand. Without this medicine yin, even if Hua Tuo is reborn, it won't be able to cure you."
Tian Xingjian: "What kind of medicine? I have to go through fire and water to find it!"
Blood King: "Gentian Grass."
Tian Xingjian was extremely disappointed: "Gentian is the seventh most exotic herb in the summer?"
"This kind of grass is very precious. There is almost no circulation on the market. There is only a small reserve in the wolf cabin."
"I... I don't even have the qualifications to enter the wolf cabin, let alone get gentian."
The Blood King sneered: "Hoho, don't talk about you, even your father, Kunlun God of War, has no ability to get gentian."
"However, if you do me a little favor, I can get gentian."
Tian Xingjian couldn't wait to say: "Lord Blood King, but it's okay to talk."
"What I can do, I must do my best."
The blood king said: "You should know that Ye Wudao is the handsome man."
"If you think of a way to lead Ye Wudao out of the capital, I will disguise as a god and enter the wolf cabin to get the gentian."
Um?
Tian Xingjian looked at the Blood King suspiciously: "You disguised as a handsome god?"
"If you want to enter the wolf cabin, you have to go through a lot of reviews, and God Shuai is no exception."
"Aren't you worried about revealing the stuffing?"
The Blood King sneered: "I ask you, I pretended to be your father for two years, have you ever doubted me?"
What's the meaning?
Tian Xingjian was even more puzzled: "Why did you pretend to be my father for two years?"
Jinling South Road: "Jian'er, let's be honest with you."
"Actually, in the past two years, the Kunlun God of War has been disguised by Lord Blood King. The real God of War Kunlun has long been placed under house arrest by Lord Blood King."
"That is, in the past two days, the true Kunlun God of War has just returned!"
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