Chapter 310 Blood Exchange

Tired, her eyes slowly closed, and she sighed in her heart, full of bitterness.

"Squeak!"

The door was suddenly opened.

A familiar figure walked in, and when she saw her about to collapse to the ground, the corners of her mouth curled up into a very false, stiff smile.

Then, she lost consciousness.

The young man hugged her and took her to the study room, and then chose to retreat, and asked the book boy to keep watch outside and not to disturb her.

In the study room, there are all kinds of weird tools, all of which were created by the whim of the teenager.

Ling Susu was placed in the center, a delicate soft leather tube was inserted into her wrist, and the other end was connected to the boy's wrist.

"You're not going to die."

The young man looked at her, mobilized his spiritual power, mobilized fresh blood, and poured it on Ling Susu's body.

These days, he has been studying how to keep Ling Susu alive.

Not only to survive, but also... to be able to practice!

After trying countless times, he had a whim, since his body is blocked, he can't unblock it, so he should just change his blood!

Ling Susu's blood is the blood of a mortal, so the body will naturally be blocked, but his blood is the blood of enlightenment, full of spiritual energy, as long as it is exchanged into her body, it will definitely be able to break through the blockage and cleanse the body.

Fortunately, before Ling Susu died, he found the most suitable and safest method.

During the exchange of blood, he expected the rejection of blood. He calmly picked up another tube and connected the other wrists of the two of them.

This wrist is to transfer Ling Susu's blood into his body!

The best way to solve the rejection is to use the other party's blood, blend it into your own blood, rely on his strong vitality, neutralize it in his body, and then infuse it into Ling Susu's body.

The fusion and repulsion of the blood was extremely severe, and the feeling of pain hit his heart, but he was indifferent, didn't notice at all, just stared at Ling Susu.

This exchange of blood lasted for three days and three nights. Because he was afraid of hurting Ling Susu's weak body, the young man was careful and instilled it bit by bit.

After three days and three nights, Ling Susu's breath finally stabilized, she was no longer weak, and her vitality began to rise slowly.

She would never know that there was a boy who saved her by exchanging blood.

She and he already flow the same blood, the two bloods are mixed, there is me in you, and you in me.

The boy didn't even tell the book boy about this matter, in his opinion, it was a very common thing.

Even if Ling Susu asked countless times afterwards, he still kept silent and just showed a stiff smile.

After this incident, he learned to laugh stiffly.

At the right time, he showed this expression, but his forced grin was ugly, and Ling Susu couldn't laugh every time.

He and Ling Susu's life is on the right track, Ling Susu's body is getting better day by day, and she is also helping him to understand the relationship with all his heart.

She told him that life is not just a color, in the world of mortals, ups and downs, all kinds of flavors in the world, he needs to appreciate one by one.

Just laughing is not enough, it needs sadness, emotion, pain, anger, hatred, joy, etc.

These are all part of the relationship.

It's just that these innate abilities are within reach of ordinary people and don't even need to be practiced. To him, these innate abilities are a luxury.

According to what Ling Susu said, he has been working hard and learning to make various expressions, but...his heart is still calm, and nothing can disturb his mood.

Even Ling Susu, every time she gets close to him, she still feels close to an iceberg.

The boy was less than a hundred years old, and he had reached the state of enlightenment. One day, he suddenly planned to write a book about what he had learned all his life.

He was going to give this book to Ling Susu to help her embark on the road of cultivation, and he also sorted out what he had learned all his life so that he could master it and prepare for it before he could hit a half-step god.

So, he worked hard and stayed in the study for a while.

But this time it was not a retreat, and he did not refuse Ling Susu to enter the study.

The meals are all made by Ling Susu herself, and she sends them to the study every day, taking away the work of the book boy.

Although the young man felt that it was unnecessary, he already had inedia and did not need to eat.

But every time Ling Susu told him that all the flavors in the world are eaten, if you don't eat and experience, you will never understand.

Thus, the boy really tasted all the flavors of the world from her food.

Either too salty, too spicy, or too sweet, too sour.

All in all, compared to the dishes his mother cooked in his memory back then, it was vastly different.

Ling Susu bit her lower lip, secretly looked at him while he was eating, and found that he had finished all the food, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, showing a nice curve.

She didn't tell him that she had never cooked, and that she had only cooked for him in her life.

Although her cooking skills are very good, the boy is not such a superficial person, what he eats is her heart.

Gradually, Ling Susu became obsessed with cooking, and her skills gradually improved.

Until one day, after the boy took his first bite of the meal she made, he suddenly asked, "Why is today's meal..."

"So delicious."

He didn't know how to describe the food she cooked before, the ups and downs made him a little sick to his stomach every time he ate them, but in order to feel emotions and have feelings, he still ate them all in one bite as Ling Susu said.

But this day's meal, he actually ate the taste of his mother back then.

When he was young, he also asked his mother, and his mother told him that this is the taste of home and affection, very common, and every household has it.

Now, he seems to have... also.

After receiving the compliment, Ling Susu raised her head triumphantly, taking it for granted: "You have tasted all the flavors of the world before, and now it's time to taste the delicious things. The beautiful things in the world are also the ones you need to appreciate."

This is only because her cooking skills have been significantly improved.

"oh."

The young man thought for a while, and then buried his head in thinking hard. His book was almost finished at the last point.

"You have been writing in the study for three full years, what are you writing about?"

After tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, Ling Susu approached the boy, leaning against him, looking at the unfinished book on his desk.

The boy put down his pen and showed a skilled smile.

This smile is the best expression he has practiced.

"This book gathers all my wisdom, including the method of cultivating to the realm of enlightenment, and the method of cultivating from the realm of enlightenment to the realm of half-step gods is also explained."

Ling Susu's eyes lit up, and she asked curiously, "Then does this book have a name?"

"Unfinished, no name."

"Then let me give it a name."

The boy looked at her and nodded.

To him, the name doesn't matter what it's called, it doesn't even matter if it exists or not.

"Is that good, is it called Aisu?"

Ling Susu thought of a name, her pretty face flushed, and she proposed it cautiously.

The boy nodded without hesitation, "Okay."

"No, no, it's too ugly!"

But Ling Susu re-examined and rejected it.

"We met on Broken Intestine Cliff, or is it called Sutra?"

The young man was a bit ignorant and didn't quite understand Ling Susu's train of thought.

"Broken Intestine Cliff, shouldn't it be called the Broken Intestine Sutra?"

Unexpectedly, Ling Susu said: "Do you still remember that bitter fruit? I used to go to various places to find the elixir that can sense emotions, the heartbroken flower on the Broken Heart Cliff, and the bitter fruit that grew in the bitter river. I have kept that bitter fruit for you all the time." .”

The young man nodded. When he first met Ling Susu, she said she would help him, and then he no longer used his own methods to find these panacea for emotional perception.

The bitter fruit was the last panacea he found.

Then it was confiscated by Ling Susu. She didn't expect her to keep it all the time, but what does this have to do with Duanchangya?

He still didn't quite understand Ling Susu's brain circuit, but after getting along for so long, he was very wise not to ask any more questions.

Kujing, the name, was given just like that.

The reason why Ling Susu chose this name was not because of any bitter fruit at all, but because... Since she was with the boy, she was exhausted mentally and mentally, and it was really bitter.

She worked very hard to help the young man perceive emotions and have feelings, and the young man also worked hard to learn various expressions and show human emotions.

However, every time I was with the boy, the feeling of being close to the iceberg never ceased.

No matter how hard she tried, the iceberg of youth had not melted away at all.

This kind of feeling made her feel unloved. Perhaps, in the boy's heart, she was just a tool, a tool to help him, feel emotions, and have feelings.

She hates this feeling, she has always been a person who dares to love and hate, and pursues wantonly.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have seen the boy on the street back then, and followed him all the way, brazenly chasing him to the inn.

She longs to be loved, and since she was a child, she has hoped to have a vigorous love.

but……

What the young man gave her will always be a period as plain as water and as cold as ice.

Once or twice is okay, but they have been together for ten years...

Ten years is close to an iceberg, and the iceberg has not changed at all. A bitter experience tells all her experiences.

Finally, the boy is about to complete the "Sutra of Suffering".

On the day it was completed, something unexpected happened.

The book boy was dismissed by Ling Susu, and Ling Susu came to deliver food to the young man as usual. The young man was holding the "Sutra of Suffering" and was about to give it to Ling Susu, but Ling Susu brought out the food and looked at him with a smile: "Eat first, what can I do later?" Let's talk again."

The teenager nodded, and then enjoyed the food.

Ling Susu's food became more and more delicious every day, and he was addicted to it after just one bite.

"This dish is delicious."

The boy pointed to one of the dishes and evaluated it objectively.

Ling Susu laughed and said, "This dish is fried with bitter fruit."

The young man groaned and nodded, the bitter fruit didn't work for him, he knew it.

Although other enlightenment states would instantly recall the most painful thing in their hearts after eating the bitter fruit, but for him, the bitter fruit was like a meal.

"Come on, I made soup for you today, try this."

Ling Susu then brought him a bowl of soup.

The previous chapter has been corrected because of my mistake, and I haven't updated it today, sorry everyone.