Without the blood of your loved ones, it will not do anything.
As soon as this idea came out, Chongmen Huan felt incredible.
She is Shen Rou's daughter, and the main door is definitely Shen Chang'an, it stands to reason that she wants to call Shen Chang'an an uncle, and there is a blood relationship between them.
It shouldn't be useless.
Well, there are two other possibilities as well.
If there were other medicinal herbs missing, it wouldn't work, and if there was something else in his body that she hadn't discovered, it was also possible.
She wasn't sure which of the three possibilities was greater, and her head was a little groggy when she was pinched so hard.
"Otherwise, the slave maid will go and seal the acupuncture points on King Han's body, so that he will not be able to move!"
Ziyi proposed, thinking that if Chongmen Jue woke up, with his kung fu, he was afraid that no one would be able to stop him.
Chongmen Huan shook his head: "No, once the acupoint is sealed, his mind will be damaged, he can't distinguish right from wrong at all, and he will break through the acupoint of the whole body, and in this way, he will have all the muscles and veins in his body!"
” If you do this, you will definitely have to lie in bed for the rest of your life.
This method will definitely not work.
Ziyi's face turned pale when she heard her say this, fortunately she didn't do it, otherwise, it would be a big trouble.
The room was lit up, and it was finally brighter, and Chongmen Huan walked to Chongmen's bed, and stood there looking down at him, the man gritted his teeth, and his whole body was spasmed, looking very terrifying.
Those blood-red eyes could open at any time.
Seeing him in such pain, her heart felt as if she had been trampled by ten thousand horses, and asked Chang Ling bitterly: "When his mind is lost, why is he shouting that someone wants to kill him?"
” She asked Chang Ling when she said this.
Chang Ling's time of waiting by Chongmenjue's side must not be short, and it is expected that Chang Ling must know Chongmenjue's true identity, so he will be so loyal to plan everything for him.
He seemed a little hesitant, as if it was a secret that could not be told.
Chongmen Huan expected that Changling would not say it, and after she smiled bitterly, she opened her mouth: "Is it that over the years, he has been hunted down and killed from time to time?"
” Chang Ling's face changed slightly.
Seeing Chongmenhuan's several questions, he had no choice but to pick up some inconsequential ones and said: "The master has lived a very hard life on thin ice, has been chased and killed countless times, and has been injured countless times, so he has such a reaction." ” Chang Ling looked at the heavy door and whispered uncomfortably: "No matter at any time, the master can forget anything, but he always remembers that someone wants to kill him, and always be vigilant!"
” As the man spoke, his eyes seemed to be red.
He tilted his head and continued: "If you weren't so careful, I'm afraid that the master wouldn't know how many times he had died now." ” The past is cold and full of suffering.
He tasted all the sufferings in this world, shed blood I don't know how many times, drank the blood of the enemy I don't know how many times, and he stood in his current position.
It's not that he was so powerful and invincible from the beginning, it's because he has been in this rolling red dust and tasted all the hardships of life.
Since then, he has been able to kill and drink blood.