how to kill a dragon

Chapter 80 Goddess Salvation
Xiao Bao stared blankly at Wang Xiaotai with his eyes wide open, as if he had stopped breathing.

"I... can I?"

Xiaobao lowered his voice, his eyelashes trembled slightly, "I'm just a..."

"Of course Ah Shame can't do such a thing," Wang Xiaotai interrupted her, turned to face Xiaobao, raised her hand under her astonished gaze, put her fingertips lightly on Xiaobao's chin, exerted a little force, Lifted Xiaobao's face.

Wang Xiaotai looked at her dodgy eyes, "But Xiaobao can, right?"

Xiaobao can do it, right?
These words ignited Xiaobao like a burst of fire, and the scorching flames rushed from her heart to her eyes.

Xiaobao leaned back slightly, took a few steps back on his knees, sat on the seat, put his hands on his forehead, and bowed deeply to Wang Xiaotai, "Xiaobao, a believer, in this life, I wish to be your mother's pawn, only to be driven by your mother!

"The believer is willing to worship the empress all her life, and become the most loyal believer of the empress with her life's merits!"

After finishing speaking, Xiaobao kowtowed deeply again.

"Everyone must die!"

Wang Xiaotai looked at her figure lying on the ground, and looked at Xiaobao expressionlessly, the candlelight flickered slightly, casting unpredictable shadows on her face, "Ordinary people will take care of themselves.

"Si."

Li Hei, who was behind him, nodded, stepped forward over Wang Xiaotai, and lifted up Xiaobao who was kneeling on the ground. He stretched out his left hand to clamp Xiaobao's soft chin, and slipped out a piece as thin as a cicada from the sleeve of his right hand. Wing blades.

Li Hei picked up this thin blade, and gently stroked down between Xiaobao's tender forehead, creating a vertical wound, which stretched across Xiaobao's plain face like a bleeding eye. .

The blade was extremely sharp, Li Hei's movements were also very fast, and he didn't feel any pain. Xiaobao only felt his forehead cool down, and a drop of blood slowly gushed out from the wound.

Wang Xiaotai took out the red scale dagger that had been tied to her arm under the wide sleeve robe, and scratched lightly on her fingertips, and bright red blood gushed out from the wound immediately.

Wang Xiaotai pressed her bleeding finger on Xiaobao's wound.

A faint golden light flashed, the crow-feather eyelashes blinked, Xiao Bao closed his eyes subconsciously, feeling their blood was exchanging rapidly through the tiny wound, and the place where the skin touched did not produce any temperature , On the contrary, it was icy cold with a gust of air-conditioning.

She closed her eyes, so she didn't see that Wang Xiaotai's blood was not the normal bright red color, but slightly glowing with golden light. There were tiny golden particles in the blood, which were already visible to the naked eye.

This is a sign that the power of faith is integrated into the blood.

This is the unformed divine blood.

Ordinary people can increase their lifespan with a sip, not to mention that Wang Xiaotai has proved to be the way of the God of Wealth. If she takes a sip of her blood, the fortune of future generations will not have to worry about it.

There is no ceremony, no chants, and no prayers, just wound to wound, exchange of blood.

This is how Wang Xiaotai transforms Xiaobao.

The candlelight shone on Wang Xiaotai's beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and they were full of brilliance. There was almost a kind of power that was dazzling but couldn't move one's eyes. It was soul-stirring.

Li Hei supported Xiaobao's body, and pressed her forehead on Wang Xiaotai's fingers. He was used to such scenes, so he was not surprised.

The majestic golden aura like a dragon swimming in water slowly poured out from Wang Xiaotai's finger wound, wrapped Xiaobao, poured into her body from her forehead, and then enveloped the entire room.

If a cultivator sees the scene in this room, he must know that someone is blocking the secrets of heaven, either doing something against the sky or doing something that is not tolerated by the law of heaven.

Xiaobao's whole body was tense, and he clenched his teeth to adapt to this mysterious and mysterious feeling. He felt that his whole heart was being held in Wang Xiaotai's hands, and he couldn't move.

She could feel a force forcefully rewriting her body and broadening her blood.

She could feel that her mind was breaking through the shackles of this physical body, rushing out of this room, out of Dingzhou, wandering in vain, soaring up ninety thousand miles, heading straight for the vast world.

It was something she had never experienced before, and she was becoming a new person.

Is this the power of Empress Fuyao?
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Today's Dingzhou City is sunny and warm, shining on the earth.

But even in such a clear weather, there is a slight tide in the city of Dingzhou. The city has just experienced a major earthquake that has not been seen in a century, and there are people's broken limbs under the ruined walls.

People lost their husbands, wives, parents, children, and friends in this earthquake.

After the earthquake, bayberry sore broke out inexplicably in Dingzhou City. This plague, which has no cure and no medicine, quietly opened its life-swallowing mouth to the people in Dingzhou City who have not yet come out of the disaster.

Even the government has abandoned the city and announced the closure of the city.

People outside the city dare not enter, and people inside the city are not allowed to leave.

People can only watch their relatives, friends and loved ones die one by one in front of them, like flowers withering helplessly.

They didn't even have a place to bury the body.

People hid at home numbly, asking for their lives from the sky, and praying to the gods of heaven and earth that death would come later.

A group of goddesses in white voluntarily stepped into Dingzhou City in such a miserable situation. Wearing white veils, they suddenly appeared on the streets of Dingzhou.

They brought life-saving medicine, full food and warm clothes to the people of Dingzhou.

Most importantly, these goddesses in white are not afraid of bayberry sores!

They said that bayberry sore is not terrible, as long as you keep clean, you will not be infected with this disease.

Moreover, this disease will not be transmitted by touching the skin. As long as you do not exchange body fluids with those who have already had bayberry sores, if you have a wound, you will not be infected if you do not touch their blood.

Even if they are infected, as long as they are discovered in time, these goddesses in white will have elixir to expel the disease.

They also printed information about bayberry sores on a thin piece of kraft paper and scattered them all over the city.

Bayberry sore is named after its shape like a bayberry.

Those who suffer from this disease will first develop chancre, or see horizontal scabies, followed by bayberry sores.

Before the onset, it is common to have generalized fever, headache, sore joints, dry throat and sore throat, and skin surface lesions gradually appear.

If the skin of the vulva is flushed first, and then spots appear, it is called red bayberry spot; if it is shaped like rubella, it is called red bayberry rash; if it looks like red beans embedded in the flesh, it is called red bayberry rash; , the meat protrudes from the outside, and the name is changed to Fanhua Yangdu.

In severe cases, its poison invades bone marrow, joints, and internal organs, and is collectively referred to as myricate poisoning.

If the poisonous myrica rubra penetrates deep into the bone marrow, not only the medicine stone will not work, but also the whole body will be itchy and full of rotten sores. The patient will not be able to resist scratching the sores, and then the flesh will rot into pus and die in endless pain.

The goddesses brought enough symptomatic medicine to Dingzhou City, boiled it into soup and sent it to every household. Even those who had already suffered from bayberry sores, they didn't care. Potions were fed into their battered bodies.

Legend has it that these medicinal soups have been blessed by the gods. The goddess was blessed in a dream and made medicinal soups. After drinking them, they can calm the mind and calm the mind. There is a hidden golden light that is hard to see with the naked eye, covering the whole body and driving away evil spirits.

This medicine is very symptomatic, even if you are not sick and drink it, it can also play a role in strengthening your body.

When people curiously asked who the group of goddesses in white were, the leading goddess looked at the crowd rushing towards her with infinite reverence, smiled slightly, and took off her veil.

The face is as radiant as snow, the crimson snow is cool, and it looks like a fairy cloud falling into the shadow, such a divine face is absolutely extraordinary.

The whole Dingzhou was shocked by this color.

No one dared to face up to such a look, everyone bowed their heads one after another, thinking that they were really blessed by the gods, and they were able to survive such suffering.

Everyone is grateful for the kindness of the goddess, and is willing to set up a throne for the goddess to worship day and night.

Some scholars drew paintings for the goddess on the spot, wanting to preserve her peerless face and compassionate demeanor, especially the long red Guanyin tears between her brows.

People kissed her clothes, prayed for her blessings, knelt in front of her and begged her to save her from suffering, and not to leave Dingzhou.

No one could look up at her unfathomable face, so no one would recognize that she was the once famous prostitute Ah Shau in Dingzhou.

　Thank you Xiao Xunzi for your reward!
　　Thank you Gummy, let’s not talk anymore, 556 is not 996, the comments from classmates!

　　Today I finally got this month's manuscript out!
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　　Shuang Geng really kills people.

　　
　
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