Control Gu

The blood slowly flowed out of his body, bringing out the little temperature left in his body.

There was obvious unwillingness in Fang Chimo's eyes.He still doesn't know whether Fang Chiyan's words are true or not, he hasn't let his father know the truth about his injury, and he hasn't retaliated against the resentment and hatred in his heart, so he is unwilling.

He clenched the tip of his tongue with his teeth. The pain that seemed so obvious to ordinary people was useless to him.His whole body was aching, and he seemed numb to the pain.Exhausting all the strength of the whole body, there were obvious scars on the tip of the tongue.His mind was not clear because of this.

Fang Chimo heard the sound of his own blood flowing, and saw the tubes hidden under the skin.He was probably dying, and only the dead hear and see things they shouldn't see.

Everyone in Lingtian Continent knows that after reaching the holy rank, it is possible to look inside one's own meridians.Only when you reach the rank of honor can you look directly at your own flesh and blood.It is said that only the immortal god can completely control his own body.Fang Chimo was just a healer before he was deposed, and he shouldn't see his veins no matter what.

What he saw didn't make sense either.At this time, the temperature of his body was a bit cooler, and it is reasonable to say that the speed of blood flow would be somewhat slower, but what he saw was that the speed of blood flow was getting faster and faster, even two or three times faster than at the beginning times.More and more blood flowed out from his body, and the blood in his body not only showed no signs of decreasing, but actually increased.

The blood flow trajectory in his mind was still clear, and as the blood flow accelerated, he felt the pain clearly again.His body was trembling with pain, he just thought he was numb to pain, obviously because it wasn't painful enough.

The expression on his face was distorted by the pain, but joy could not help but appear in his eyes.In such severe pain, his spirit became more and more clear.Such a clear mind at least saved him from the crisis of death temporarily.

If someone is here, if you take one look at him, you will definitely not want to take a second look.

Fang Chimo's face can be called handsome. In the past, when walking on the street, there were many ladies who were courteous overtly and secretly.But at this moment, the blood vessels in his body seemed to be bulging, and there seemed to be some living creatures crawling in them, and there was no trace of beauty.The expression on the face is very distorted, and the facial features are somewhat raised, like a monster crawling out of hell.

Fang Chimo endured the pain.At the beginning, I lay flat there, and it was impossible for the body to move half a minute.At some point, it turned into a posture where the body was curled up and the hands were holding the head.At this time, there were so many memories in his mind that he didn't have the energy to pay attention to the changes in his body.

The speed of blood flow gradually returned to normal, Fang Chimo's brows stretched, and his body returned to a lying down position.The hideous scene just now seemed to have never happened at all.

The sky outside gradually brightened, and the sun shone into the room through the window.

Wen He didn't knock on the door, she walked directly into the room with Ling Cui.Fang Chimo's body was covered in blood at this time, and the color of the bedding under his body could no longer be distinguished.She had already expected such a scene, and there was no surprise on her face.

Ling Cui glanced at Fang Chimo. Although his face was a little pale, he was still calm.

"Come on, let's change the young master's clothes." Wen He put the toilet utensils on the stand beside him and walked back to the bed.She reached out and grabbed Fang Chimo's arm, her movements were not as light and comfortable as in the past, and she was obviously rough.

Fang Chimo suddenly opened his eyes, and met Wen He's gaze, with obvious deterrence in his eyes.

Wen He subconsciously sent Fang Chimo's arm, and took a step back.Her heartbeat could not return to calm for a long time, and there was obvious fear on her face.No one can be calm when a dead person suddenly opens his eyes.

Fang Chimo restrained the aura around him, and returned to his usual peaceful appearance.The subconsciously tense body also completely stretched out.

Fang Chimo had never heard his mother Yun Hanshan mention any family origins, only heard that she had no blood relatives for a long time.Naturally, she never knew that there was a bloodline of witchcraft in her bloodline, hiding the legendary inheritance memory.

Inheritance of memory is recorded in some ancient books, saying that it is the way of inheritance of divine beasts.Most of the things recorded in ancient books will be regarded as legends by them.It's okay to read it as a story once in a while, and few people take it seriously.Storing a person's memory in the blood is too heaven-defying, and it is really untrustworthy.

It's not that no strong man has studied the inheritance method recorded in this ancient book, and the strong man naturally hopes that his descendants will be equally strong.Saint-level and respect-level powerhouses in the history of the mainland have all explored, but in the end they all failed.As for immortal and god-level powerhouses, like bloodline inheritance, they also belong to legends.

However, Fang Chimo realized that blood inheritance is not only a legend, but a real existence.By means of such means, he obtained the secret Gu technique inheritance.Moreover, the blood inheritance he experienced was even more against the sky than what was recorded in the ancient books.

Not only did he get the memory of the strong hidden in his blood, but a 'seed' of Gu art appeared in his blood, which was completely different from the spiritual power he knew, and was called the 'Gu seed' by the ancestors.This trace of energy purified his blood vessels, restored the meridians in his body to their original state, and completely disappeared the scars on his body surface.

When Wen He touched him, he was still immersed in the memory of inheritance, and he was naturally intimidated.In one night, Fang Chimo underwent earth-shaking changes, both physically and mentally.

Wen He walked to the side of the bed and couch again, and looked at Fang Chimo cautiously.The young master is indeed still the young master, although he has no expression on his face, his eyes are not as gentle as before, he looks a little calm, even deathly silent.The young master had that kind of experience yesterday, and it's normal for him to have some changes.

"Eldest...Eldest Young Master, this servant will change your clothes for you." Wen He felt a little panicked.The young master is actually still alive!Yesterday, she knew that the young master was bleeding, but she still left directly.In his heart, he believed that the young master would not survive today, but he managed to survive.

If the Patriarch knew what happened last night, she would definitely be punished.She is still the eldest master's slave in name, and the second young master may not plead for her.Wen He looked at Fang Chimo with a little more pleading in his eyes.

"Yeah." Fang Chimo is in good health at this moment, but it won't show on his face.The broken meridians in the body have been connected.Breaking and then standing, on the contrary, it is more tenacious than his previous meridians.However, there is still no trace of spiritual power in his body.

Wen He reached out to change Fang Chimo's clothes at this time, her movements were very gentle.He was gentler than before, lest he would offend Fang Chimo.

When Physician Mo bandaged Fang Chimo yesterday, his obscene clothes and trousers had already been cut open.Now there are only a few pieces of cloth on the body.Wen He is also a spiritual practitioner. Although she has not broken through as a spiritual practitioner and is only a third-level spiritual disciple, it is still easy to tear off these pieces of fabric.Passing the cloth to Ling Cui behind her, she reached out to untie the bandage on Fang Chimo's body.

"No need." Fang Chimo glanced at the bright red bandages on his body.At this time, the blood on the bandage had dried up a little, turning dark red.

"Eldest young master?" Wen He was a little puzzled, most of the blood on the bandage had indeed dried up, this should be the reason why the young master saved his life.

Dried blood clogged the wound and stopped him from bleeding.Normal people's blood would not dry up so fast, but Doctor Mo gave the young master medicine yesterday.Ask He himself to find a reasonable explanation for his confusion.

"Some of the blood on these bandages hasn't dried up yet, and it will stain your clothes. Wearing such a bandage, you will also feel uncomfortable." Wen He said and wanted to untie it directly.

"Have you prepared a replacement bandage?" Fang Chimo asked, his tone was soft, still a little weak, and he still looked like a wounded person.

Fang Chimo's voice didn't have much strength, but it was so forceful that Wen He felt deafened, as if someone had slapped her hard on the face.

Naturally, she didn't need to think about whether the dead person was comfortable or whether the clothes on her body would be stained with blood.Before coming here, she had already regarded Fang Chimo as a dead person, so how could she prepare a replacement bandage? !

"Eldest young master, this servant will go get ready now." Wen He took a step back as he spoke.

"Just wipe it off for me a little bit. My father is coming over at some point. Do you want him to see me like this?!" Fang Chimo frowned slightly.If they change the bandage for him, wouldn't it expose the fact that the injury has fully healed? !

"Yes." Wen He quickly responded, not daring to say more.The young master is very easy to get along with on weekdays, but when it comes to matters related to the head of the family, he is a bit stubborn.

In front of the Patriarch, he has always asked himself to do his best.He did it before yesterday, the 16-year-old young master, among the younger generation.Whether it is spiritual cultivation or aristocratic etiquette, he is the best among the younger generation of the Fang family.

The young master is definitely unwilling to let the Patriarch see himself in such a mess, no wonder he urges them.

Wen He soaked the towel and wiped off the blood on Fang Chimo's body.Carefully avoid the place where the bandage is wrapped.Most of Fang Chimo's body was covered with bandages, and there were not many places she needed to wipe.After wiping Fang Chimo's body clean, Wen He's complexion turned slightly pale again.

"Take me to the study first, you guys clean up here as soon as possible." Fang Chimo could feel the wet bedding under his body.Soaking the bedding, except for the blood in his body, doesn't do what he wants.Yesterday, he almost completely replaced the blood in his body. One can imagine how much blood has flowed out.

"Yes." Wen He quickly responded.There is also a bed in the study room, where the young master can lie down temporarily.This bedroom is temporarily uninhabitable, and the study is indeed the best place for Fang Chimo at this time.

Busily tidying up the room, he brought back the young master who was lying in the study.Wen He had been secretly observing Fang Chimo, and seeing that there was no obvious anger on his face, she was slightly relieved.

The young master was so easy to get along with in the past, so he probably wouldn't tell the Patriarch about her.Wen He thought this way, but in his heart he was looking forward to leaving Fang Chimo and serving Fang Chiyan.If she became Fang Chiyan's person in a legitimate way, Fang Chiyan would naturally protect her.You don't have to be as scared as you are now.