Hey, you are reborn too?

Hearing this, Jiang Yu's eyes brightened a little.

It was worth it that he had been humble and patient for so long, and finally he could get some substantial benefits from the moon-white man in front of him.

He blinked several times and finally managed to suppress the desire in his eyes.

What kind of surprise will such a powerful master give him?

"Hand out!"

Jiang Yu subconsciously opened his hands and stretched them forward.

A red Vermillion Bird jade pendant fell into his hand. It was a bit heavy and very cool.

As soon as he took it, Jiang Yu couldn't help shivering.

It's incredible, it feels like catching an ice cube.

"Feeling cold?" As if he had read his mind, the white-skinned man continued the conversation, "You're right to feel cold. It counteracts the properties of the black sword in your hand, and it can just suppress the violent nature of your sword."

It’s true, as soon as Jiang Yu took it, he felt that the sword in his hand became much calmer.

He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to thank him when he heard the moon-white man slowly speak.

"Since you have already accepted my gift, it is not too much for me to ask you for some apprenticeship gift."

The hair on the back of my neck suddenly stood up.

Jiang Yu felt something was wrong and subconsciously took a step back, but he still couldn't avoid the person in front of him.

"hiss!"

There was a sudden sharp pain between the eyebrows, which then turned into a dull pain.

Jiang Yu gritted his teeth and watched the white-haired man take back the needle in his hand, which was still stained with his own blood.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Yu asked subconsciously.

“Shh—” The man raised his index finger and touched his lips lightly with his knuckles. “Don’t worry, I’m just making a blood pact with you.”

Blood contract?

Jiang Yu thought to himself that something was wrong and asked quickly, "Will this blood contract have any side effects? For example, if you die, I can't live either?"

“Boy,” the moon-white man pierced his fingertips and forced the two drops of blood to merge, “You know, it’s still too little.”

Jiang Yu's eyes went dark. Could it be that this thing was extremely disadvantageous to him, but extremely beneficial to the person in front of him?

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Please tell me what bad consequences this blood contract will bring to me!"

"Bad results? I don't think so. It's just that you have to provide me with blood on the first and fifteenth day of every month."

The closed eyes slowly opened, revealing a hint of hesitation.

Is it really that simple as this man said?

"Then what good will it do for me to make this blood contract with you?" Jiang Yu clenched the black sword in his hand, his heart pounding. He was afraid.

The white-skinned man was very ungraceful and laughed out loud with his head thrown back.

After laughing for a long time, he slowly said, "My power is at your disposal. As long as your request is not unreasonable, I will comply. Is that ok?"

Jiang Yu’s eyes widened. Is there such a good thing?

"Then," Jiang Yu swallowed hard, "Isn't this a bit too bad for you?"

The moon-white man looked up and laughed again, as if he had heard something interesting.

"Hey," Jiang Yu was frightened by his laughter. He looked around several times to confirm that there was no sign of Lord Longyin nearby. He couldn't help but remind him, "Don't laugh so loudly. Be careful not to attract people."

The moon-white man seemed to be getting excited: "Who? Is there anyone I should be afraid of?"

Jiang Yu was choked by what he said, but still couldn't help but retort.

"You are not afraid, but I am. That's it."

Hearing him admit defeat, the white-skinned man finally stopped smiling.

He looked at the sky, and his expression suddenly became serious: "My dear disciple, I have something to do, so I will leave first. Please do as you please!"

"Eh!"

Jiang Yu quickly reached out to him.

But it was too late, and he didn't even catch a piece of clothing from his cheap master.

Looking at the disappearing white figure, Jiang Yu felt regretful in his heart.

Didn't he say that he would grant any request? I should have asked him to deal with Xie Yongwei just now!

What a wasted opportunity, damn!

Even so, Jiang Yu was still unwilling: "Master, how can I give you blood every month?"

A voice came from far away.

"Don't worry, I have my own way."

As the sound faded away, the white figure rose and fell lightly a few times and disappeared into the sky.

The man just came and caused such a big fuss that Miaojiang Gu King and Deputy Sect Leader Zhang were still asleep. But now that he has left, the two of them rubbed their eyes and woke up.

Jiang Yu secretly put away the red Vermillion Bird jade pendant.

This is an important thing, we can't let others see it.

The two were secretly amazed to see that Jiang Yu was attacked by the black sword but was still safe and sound.

Their own meridians were dry and only one tenth of their internal strength remained, as if they had been drained.

Jiang Yu put on a hypocritical smile and asked about their situation, but the three of them continued on their way without mentioning anything.

On the carriage.

Although Xie Yongwei held a medical book in her hand, her eyes were always wandering outside.

She made excuses for herself, saying it was to see the scenery and relax her eyes.

But in fact, she knew in her heart that what was beautiful outside was not the scenery, but the people.

For some reason, she had recently begun to pay more and more attention to Venerable Longyin's every smile, every word and every action.

These days, he and his brother always take turns riding horses outside.

When Venerable Longyin was riding outside, Xie Yongwei couldn't concentrate on reading medical books. When he was in the carriage, Xie Yongwei had no idea what medical skills were talking about.

Xie Yongwei keenly felt that this situation was not going well.

Leaving Venerable Longyin by his side, he was only concerned with watching him and had no interest in learning.

During a break after dinner, Xie Yongwei asked her brother, "Brother, how long will it take us to reach the Medical Immortal Valley?"

Hearing the urgency in Xie Yongwei's words, Xie Yongxuan carefully calculated and replied: "It will probably arrive within five days."

Xie Yongwei breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, she held her breath.

When she arrives at the Medical Immortal Valley, will she part ways with that man?

There was a strange feeling in her heart, and Xie Yongwei was a little unable to tell whether it was "relief" or "sadness".

Will she be in the future of Longyin Zun? She doesn't know.

The person who had saved her from danger many times and given her reassuring promises also left her mercilessly.

Xie Yongwei stared at the torch, lost in thought.

"What are you thinking about?"

A voice blended into the night very naturally, and floated into Xie Yongwei's ears with the wind.

Xie Yongwei turned around subconsciously, and what she saw was the face she wanted to see but didn't dare to see.

She lowered her head quickly: "I'm not thinking about anything, what do you want to ask, venerable brother?"

The figure stopped beside her.

"Awei, what do you want to do in the future - I mean, when you grow up?"

Xie Yongwei pinched the corner of her clothes with one hand and twisted it slowly: "Well, I don't know, maybe I will just be a doctor and relieve the worries of the common people."

"Then have you ever paid attention to the current situation in the Abyss?" the voice hesitated for a moment and flowed into her ears again.

The tone of the voice did not rise, but fell, as if it was certain that she had some understanding of the national conditions of Dayuan.

Xie Yongwei subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

What makes him think that a naive child like him can have his own opinions on national affairs?