Chapter 1757 Blood Transfusion
Chu Yan turned to Bai Zhi and Dongfang Wan'er and said, "Follow me, there are only a few steps left, only a few steps away." He held the sunshine, endured the constant loss of blood and the bitter cold, closed his eyes, and took a step by step. Go to the gate of the ghost world that was forcibly broken open.
Dongfang Wan'er could hardly hold her back, her body was shaky, the cold, fear, and a headache-inducing ghost cry were shattering her willpower little by little.
"Mom, we're going out soon, there are only a few steps left, only a few steps away." She bit the tip of her tongue and tried her best to stay awake. She hugged Dongfang Wan'er beside her tightly, supported her swaying body, and followed closely. Behind Chu Yan, he walked towards the ghost gate step by step.
The yang fire still jumped, and the evil spirits blocking the road were scorched to the point of howling. The severe pain made them have to dodge temporarily and retreat. At this moment, Chu Yan quickly pulled Bai Zhi and Dongfang Waner, and tried his best to do his best. With the strength, he broke the boundary and rushed out.
The three fell on the concrete floor outside the bar, and the fire went out. Chu Yan glanced at Bai Zhi and Dongfang Wan'er who were safe and sound, opened his mouth to say something, but passed out before he could say anything.
Without the evil spirits, Bai Zhi and Dongfang Wan'er could no longer feel the cold, and their bodies and consciousness gradually returned to normal. Seeing Chu Yan fainted, the two were startled.
Bai Zhi rushed forward and grabbed Chu Yan's wrist to take the pulse, and her face was instantly pale.
How could this be?
Dongfang Mu, Chenghou and Yuanqing also ran over from the other end, "What's wrong with Yan'er?" Dongfang Mu crouched down and helped Chu Yan, who was unconscious.
Bai Zhi shook his head: "The blood pressure is very low, I have to send it to the hospital for blood transfusion immediately, hurry-"
Cheng Hou hurriedly said: "I'll drive over here, you wait."
Dongfang Mu simply carried Chu Yan on his back and ran behind Chenghou.
The gate of hell is about to close, and no one will come out.
It doesn't seem to be able to get out.
Yuan Qing was about to turn around and leave, but he seemed to have stepped on something, he didn't pay much attention to it, and glanced at the corner of his eyes when he stepped up.
Just glanced at him, but he couldn't move.
This, isn't this a blood candle?
He suddenly thought of what Chu Yan looked like when he fell out. He seemed to be holding this thing in his hand, and he didn't look or think about it at that time.
No wonder he fainted. After going in for so long, the blood candle didn't know how much blood essence he burned.
"It's strange, how can Mr. Chu have such a thing? This is a Taoist sacred object, and even the master has nothing that can be compared with this blood candle."
Just when Yuan Qing was about to put the things in his pocket, a cold hand reached out to him and snatched the blood candle away.
Yuan Qing raised his head to look at the owner of the hand, but saw nothing, only a cloud of black mist flashed past before his eyes, and then disappeared without a trace.
The gossip plate on his body didn't respond at all. It didn't seem to be a ghost, but if it wasn't a ghost, what was it?
When Chu Yan woke up, it was noon the next day.
I have never been so tired before, even when I was picked up in Yellow Camel Village that year after being seriously injured, I have never been so tired.
"Are you awake?" Bai Zhi held his hand tightly, tears falling on the back of his hand drop by drop.
"Why are you crying! Fool, isn't it okay for me?" He raised his hand and wiped the tears from her cheeks.
Seeing that she was well, her physical fatigue seemed to have eased a lot.
"What did you do? Why did it become like this?" When he was sent to the hospital, his heartbeat almost stopped. After examination, he found that the blood in his body was almost half reduced. really die.