In the crowd, there were ghosts calling out more anxiously: "Ilo! Ilo! Ilo, wake up!!"

Xingtong felt as if her heart had been ripped out instantly.

"No! No! Brother! Brother..." She rushed into the crowd like crazy and rushed to Yiluo's side: "Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?! Ghost, what's wrong with my brother?!"

Ghost Ling's face was gloomy and terrifying, and his lips trembled. After a long time, he finally said those words: "Your brother's body...has reached its limit..."

limit?!

This word is like a bolt from the blue, hitting everyone's heart.

"What?! This is impossible?!" Xingtong's reason collapsed instantly. Just now Jincai fainted in her arms. Now is her brother leaving her? No, how can this be allowed? "Brother, brother, don't you

You can die! You can’t die!!”

"He won't die!" Mu Juebing roared, his voice seemed to come from his chest. He was his younger brother. They had just met each other, how could he let him die...

He rushed into Ilo's arms, took Iro's hand with one hand, and pressed it on his heart: "Ilo, listen carefully, I am your brother, and you cannot die without my permission! Absolutely

You can’t die! Absolutely, no!!!”

How could he die at this time?! How could he?!

"Bing~~" Xiaozhi looked at him blankly, not knowing how to comfort him.

At this moment, an agile figure rose into the sky.

Everyone only heard Shu Mo's somewhat urgent cry: "Anyone who wants Duanmu Yiluo to survive, get out of my way!"

"What do you want to do?" Ghost looked at her suddenly approaching body and asked warily.

"Huh, what are you doing?" Shu Mo frowned angrily and took out a blood-red pill from her arms, "Of course I'm going to save him!"

When the ghost saw the medicine, he couldn't help but be startled: "Hey, how come you have this medicine?!"

Shumo ignored him and just stuffed the pill into Yiluo as quickly as possible, and then used her internal strength to make him swallow it.

A hint of uneasiness rose in Xingtong's sea-blue eyes: "Shu Mo, what did you feed my brother?"

She is a famous poison jar. If it was poison, wouldn't my brother...

However, before Shu Mo could speak this time, the ghost had already answered for her: "Girl, don't worry. That's not poison."

Shu Mo was startled, not expecting that the ghost would speak for her, but her inherent pride made her look at the ghost still full of disdain: "Really, why do you say that, what if it's poison?"

Guiling ignored her harsh tone and just shook his head lightly: "You don't have to lie. Yi Luo has been taking that kind of medicine since he was a child. I have been treating him for more than ten years. How could he not know? Every time his condition is...

As soon as there were signs of deterioration, the Royal Hospital of Japan gave him just one pill. I was worried at first, so I asked Iroh to secretly bite off a part of the pill and bring it back to me for testing..."

"What?! Test?! You..." Hearing this, Shumo suddenly became furious, "Smelly doctor, do you know how precious that medicine is? Do you know how much effort it takes me to make a blood elixir? You

How dare you take it for testing!"

Guiling laughed: "I'm sorry! I didn't know that was called Blood Spirit Pill. I was trained in Western medicine since elementary school and didn't know much about Chinese medicine. Originally, I thought that as long as I could test the ingredients of the medicine, I could write out the formula myself.

Make it. However, I was wrong

!The test results surprised me, because I couldn’t see what the medicine was made of, but what I was sure of was that it was very useful for Yiluo’s disease! Yiluo was able to break my prediction and live to this day

, we can’t live without that ‘blood elixir’ you mentioned.”

"Nonsense, because that is for..." At this moment, Shu Mo bit her lip and almost blurted out some words. However, she restrained herself in the end, glanced in the direction of Songhe Mingyin with red eyes, and slowly lowered her head.

head.

At this time, Huanye pushed him to Yiluo's side under the instructions of Songhe Mingyin.

Songhe Mingyin looked very nervous and asked Shumo: "How is he?"

Shumo knelt down and took Yiluo's pulse carefully, but her face became darker and darker: "Pavilion Master..."

"Stop hesitating and tell the truth!"

"This -" Shu Mo bit her lip, and after a long time she opened her mouth in embarrassment, "As Guiling said, Duanmu Yiluo's heart has been damaged since he was a child. If it were not repaired by the Blood Spirit Pill, it would have already failed. Now he has

My heart has reached its limit and can no longer bear any load!"

"So, even the Blood Spirit Pill is useless?" At this moment, the pine and crane chirped as if he had lost his soul.

Shumo lowered her head in pain: "Pavilion Master, the Blood Spirit Pill is not useless. Judging from Duanmu Yiluo's current physical condition, if you continue to take the Blood Spirit Pill, you may be able to live for another week, but..."

"But what..." Songhe Mingyin looked at her and ordered her to continue speaking with his eyes.

"The Blood Spirit Pill is gone!"

What?!

At this moment, the little hope everyone had in their hearts was completely shattered.

Xing Tong almost desperately grabbed Shu Mo's wrist: "What do you mean no more? What do you mean no more? You can do it again. Aren't you Shu Mo? Aren't you the best at making medicine! No more

Just do a little more!"

"Do it?! How to do it?!" Hearing what she said, Shumo was also excited, "Do you know what that medicine is made of?! It was made with the blood of the pavilion master!! It can be made with the blood of the pavilion master!

A blood elixir, do you know about it?!"

"How is it possible..."

"The blood of the pavilion master..."

"..."

…………

At this moment, it was not only Bing and Xing Tong who were shocked, but also the four guardians except Shu Mo.

Shura's eyes stayed on the weak Song He Mingyin for a long time, and finally slowly moved to Shu Mo's face: "So... is this the reason why the Pavilion Master has lost all his martial arts and his health is getting worse..."

Shu Mo stood there, biting her lips, and tears slowly fell from her eyes: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have hidden it from everyone... but the Pavilion Master... the Pavilion Master ordered me

Don’t tell anyone…”

"Idiot! Shumo, you idiot!" At this moment, Xue Yan was so sad that his eyes were red, "Didn't you tell us that the master of the pavilion was seriously ill?! How could you hide such an important thing from us until today..."

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." At this moment, Shumo couldn't say anything else except apologizing.

"What is going on?" At this moment, Shura's face was as solemn as Satan's, not allowing Shumo to flinch even a little.

Shu Lone's tears instantly flowed more fiercely, but she still told the truth.

Growing up, the Pavilion Master was like their father.

Once, he was the number one master of the Hell Pavilion, he was an unrivaled hero, and the master of the Hell Pavilion! He was the most admired and respected person in the hearts of the five of them! But all of this was ignored by her.

A little destroyed!

She is a sinner!!

She will never forget that day——

She was secretly called to the pharmacy by the Pavilion Master, who gave her the secret recipe for the Blood Spirit Pill and ordered her to make the medicine according to the secret recipe and not to tell anyone! She could not forget how she felt when receiving the drug from the Pavilion Master for the first time.

The blood was drained from his body. She watched the red liquid flow out of his body bit by bit, and watched his face turn pale bit by bit. She wished she could die...

But she had no choice because it was the Pavilion Master's order!

Because the pavilion wants to save the boy named Duanmu Yiluo. He is very important to the pavilion master!

Later, she needed to draw blood from the pavilion master every month, every other day, every time. Sometimes if Duanmu Yiluo had frequent attacks, she might have to draw blood every day...

No one in the world can bear such a huge loss of blood safely.

Even if this person is the unrivaled Song and Crane Song!

The Pavilion Master's body collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although she had tried her best to replenish his blood and made the best blood-replenishing medicine, the effect was only a drop in the bucket...

In just three years, the Pavilion Master's internal strength has dissipated completely, and the world's number one master has lost all his martial arts. Five years later, the Pavilion Master began to be afraid of the cold and wind, and could not go out at will, otherwise he would easily

He contracted a serious illness. Ten years later, he was so tortured by the illness that he could no longer walk and could only lie in bed or use a wheelchair...

No one knew how painful Shu Mo was. Many times when he watched the Pavilion Master endure the pain alone, she hated herself so much that she wanted to end her life!

But she couldn't do this, because the pavilion master wanted her to continue to develop the blood spirit pill to save Yi Luo's life. In order to eliminate Shura, Huanye and the others' suspicion, she had to lie to them. The pavilion master had a strange disease and could not

recovery……

Later, Iroh managed to survive year after year, but the pavilion master became more and more haggard year by year. Now, the pavilion master is the same as Iroh, and their bodies are almost reaching the limit...

…………

"So that's it." After listening to Shu Lone's choked words, the ghost woke up like a dream, "No wonder I predicted ten years ago that Yi Luo's body would not be able to live to adulthood, but he survived it time and time again, just like

It’s like a miracle. It turns out to be the effect of the Blood Spirit Pill!”

"So..." Xingtong's blue eyes stared straight at the song and crane. There was an extremely complex emotion in it, including shock, gratitude, confusion, and doubt, "You used your own

My life is saving my brother’s life, right?”

However, Songhe Mingyin did not answer her, but remained silent.

He stared at Iroh's face as he fell asleep, looking at his pale face, and felt a twinge in his heart.

Bing'er, after all, I still couldn't save your child?!

You should be very sad if you know this!

Slowly moving his eyes towards the ice coffin behind him, Songhe Mingyin looked at Bing'er infatuatedly for a long time, and finally a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Shu Mo." He spoke in a very weak voice.

"Here." A strong uneasiness came from the bottom of Shu Lone's heart.
Chapter completed!