Chapter 978
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But later, the holy city was full of magic, and the wild species of demon people were pregnant, which was not the blood of Jimo career at all!
It's outrageous, that is, who is Moya? That is the hope and glory of Jimo family!
How can a woman stain his reputation!
If it weren't for his identity, he would want to disappear.
Therefore, he is indulgent in the departure of Huan Qingyan. It's good to leave, just to wake up Jimo ya.
Who knows, that rumor is made up of hundreds of miles of purple!
The child of this woman, Huan Qingyan, is not only the blood of Jimo family, but also comparable to Jimo career.
Such a hope for the future generation of Jimo family was ruined by his temporary indulgence.
Jimo is impermanent, and his intestines are going to regret green.
He doesn't know how to face his ancestors in the future!
I don't know how to face Jimo career. After thinking about it for a while, a decisive color flashed in my eyes. After giving several orders quickly, I was a little relieved.
In the house.
"Uncle -" jimoya looked at Lesheng with some sincerity.
Lai Sheng sighed and waved his hand. A boundary enveloped the house. People outside could no longer feel the movement in the house.
Then he waved, "feed blood."
Jimo Ya's eyes lit up and his blood was indeed a holy treasure for healing. As long as he could save the child, even let him drain his whole body!
Without hesitation, he immediately swiped his fingers, and the blood with strange fragrance meandered down his fingers. The whole room was full of tempting blood fragrance.
Even people with such accomplishments as Laisheng couldn't help but concentrate and get rid of the attraction of blood.
Jimoya was considerate and the child was still young, so she cut her finger and put it right into the child's mouth.
With the other hand of Laisheng, inject the holy power into the child's body, open his mouth, and use the holy power to slide the blood down his throat.
The finger bleeds. With the restoring power of Jimo, the wound heals quickly.
The flow rate of the ink is faster, that is, the finger will not move, and the next eyebrow will heal faster.
However, the tea Kung Fu made Jimo Ya's face pale.
Laisheng didn't open his mouth, so Jimo Ya wouldn't stop until all ten fingers were cut. Seeing that the wound healed again, Jimo Ya frowned and was about to cut open to his wrist.
Lesheng finally said, "enough!"
The bleeding volume just now is almost enough for the child in his arms. As soon as the blood enters the child's body, it is led to all parts and bones by his spiritual power, and the rest is stored in the child's abdomen.
Seeing the baby's belly bulging, and then seeing jimoya's face pale, shaky and gritting his teeth, Lesheng's anger dissipated.
Signal jimoya to have a rest.
Jimo Ya is not willing to rest assured. He only looks at Laisheng and shows his sincerity.
Laisheng just did his best to listen to the destiny. He didn't want the next generation of Juncai of Jimo family to die so early, so he robbed his life against the sky.
I'm really not sure.
Therefore, I can only shake my head: "look at the will of heaven, Ben Sheng can't guarantee that this method will be effective, but it is nourished by your blood, and Ben Sheng can keep it warm with a secret method. If God has mercy on me, Jimo family, maybe it can go against the sky once -" I didn't expect it in my tone, with a little bleak.
Jimoya didn't dare to say more. He just looked at the child in Laisheng's arms. He didn't know whether it was his illusion or his hope. He always felt that the dark blue on the child's face seemed to fade away.
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But later, the holy city was full of magic, and the wild species of demon people were pregnant, which was not the blood of Jimo career at all!
It's outrageous, that is, who is Moya? That is the hope and glory of Jimo family!
How can a woman stain his reputation!
If it weren't for his identity, he would want to disappear.
Therefore, he is indulgent in the departure of Huan Qingyan. It's good to leave, just to wake up Jimo ya.
Who knows, that rumor is made up of hundreds of miles of purple!
The child of this woman, Huan Qingyan, is not only the blood of Jimo family, but also comparable to Jimo career.
Such a hope for the future generation of Jimo family was ruined by his temporary indulgence.
Jimo is impermanent, and his intestines are going to regret green.
He doesn't know how to face his ancestors in the future!
I don't know how to face Jimo career. After thinking about it for a while, a decisive color flashed in my eyes. After giving several orders quickly, I was a little relieved.
In the house.
"Uncle -" jimoya looked at Lesheng with some sincerity.
Lai Sheng sighed and waved his hand. A boundary enveloped the house. People outside could no longer feel the movement in the house.
Then he waved, "feed blood."
Jimo Ya's eyes lit up and his blood was indeed a holy treasure for healing. As long as he could save the child, even let him drain his whole body!
Without hesitation, he immediately swiped his fingers, and the blood with strange fragrance meandered down his fingers. The whole room was full of tempting blood fragrance.
Even people with such accomplishments as Laisheng couldn't help but concentrate and get rid of the attraction of blood.
Jimoya was considerate and the child was still young, so she cut her finger and put it right into the child's mouth.
With the other hand of Laisheng, inject the holy power into the child's body, open his mouth, and use the holy power to slide the blood down his throat.
The finger bleeds. With the restoring power of Jimo, the wound heals quickly.
The flow rate of the ink is faster, that is, the finger will not move, and the next eyebrow will heal faster.
However, the tea Kung Fu made Jimo Ya's face pale.
Laisheng didn't open his mouth, so Jimo Ya wouldn't stop until all ten fingers were cut. Seeing that the wound healed again, Jimo Ya frowned and was about to cut open to his wrist.
Lesheng finally said, "enough!"
The bleeding volume just now is almost enough for the child in his arms. As soon as the blood enters the child's body, it is led to all parts and bones by his spiritual power, and the rest is stored in the child's abdomen.
Seeing the baby's belly bulging, and then seeing jimoya's face pale, shaky and gritting his teeth, Lesheng's anger dissipated.
Signal jimoya to have a rest.
Jimo Ya is not willing to rest assured. He only looks at Laisheng and shows his sincerity.
Laisheng just did his best to listen to the destiny. He didn't want the next generation of Juncai of Jimo family to die so early, so he robbed his life against the sky.
I'm really not sure.
Therefore, I can only shake my head: "look at the will of heaven, Ben Sheng can't guarantee that this method will be effective, but it is nourished by your blood, and Ben Sheng can keep it warm with a secret method. If God has mercy on me, Jimo family, maybe it can go against the sky once -" I didn't expect it in my tone, with a little bleak.
Jimoya didn't dare to say more. He just looked at the child in Laisheng's arms. He didn't know whether it was his illusion or his hope. He always felt that the dark blue on the child's face seemed to fade away.
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
But later, the holy city was full of magic, and the wild species of demon people were pregnant, which was not the blood of Jimo career at all!It's outrageous, that is, who is Moya? That is the hope and glory of Jimo family!How can a woman stain his reputation!If it weren't for his identity, he would want to disappear.Therefore, he is indulgent in the departure of Huan Qingyan. It's good to leave, just to wake up Jimo ya.Who knows, that rumor is made up of hundreds of miles of purple!The child of this woman, Huan Qingyan, is not only the blood of Jimo family, but also comparable to Jimo career.Such a hope for the future generation of Jimo family was ruined by his temporary indulgence.Jimo is impermanent, and his intestines are going to regret green.He doesn't know how to face his ancestors in the future!I don't know how to face Jimo career. After thinking about it for a while, a decisive color flashed in my eyes. After giving several orders quickly, I was a little relieved.In the house."Uncle -" jimoya looked at Lesheng with some sincerity.Lai Sheng sighed and waved his hand. A boundary enveloped the house. People outside could no longer feel the movement in the house.Then he waved, "feed blood."Jimo Ya's eyes lit up and his blood was indeed a holy treasure for healing. As long as he could save the child, even let him drain his whole body!Without hesitation, he immediately swiped his fingers, and the blood with strange fragrance meandered down his fingers. The whole room was full of tempting blood fragrance.Even people with such accomplishments as Laisheng couldn't help but concentrate and get rid of the attraction of blood.Jimoya was considerate and the child was still young, so she cut her finger and put it right into the child's mouth.With the other hand of Laisheng, inject the holy power into the child's body, open his mouth, and use the holy power to slide the blood down his throat.The finger bleeds. With the restoring power of Jimo, the wound heals quickly.The flow rate of the ink is faster, that is, the finger will not move, and the next eyebrow will heal faster.However, the tea Kung Fu made Jimo Ya's face pale.Laisheng didn't open his mouth, so Jimo Ya wouldn't stop until all ten fingers were cut. Seeing that the wound healed again, Jimo Ya frowned and was about to cut open to his wrist.Lesheng finally said, "enough!"The bleeding volume just now is almost enough for the child in his arms. As soon as the blood enters the child's body, it is led to all parts and bones by his spiritual power, and the rest is stored in the child's abdomen.Seeing the baby's belly bulging, and then seeing jimoya's face pale, shaky and gritting his teeth, Lesheng's anger dissipated.Signal jimoya to have a rest.Jimo Ya is not willing to rest assured. He only looks at Laisheng and shows his sincerity.Laisheng just did his best to listen to the destiny. He didn't want the next generation of Juncai of Jimo family to die so early, so he robbed his life against the sky.I'm really not sure.Therefore, I can only shake my head: "look at the will of heaven, Ben Sheng can't guarantee that this method will be effective, but it is nourished by your blood, and Ben Sheng can keep it warm with a secret method. If God has mercy on me, Jimo family, maybe it can go against the sky once -" I didn't expect it in my tone, with a little bleak.Jimoya didn't dare to say more. He just looked at the child in Laisheng's arms. He didn't know whether it was his illusion or his hope. He always felt that the dark blue on the child's face seemed to fade away.This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
