Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

She cautiously stepped forward and picked up the young man, and the red blood immediately touched her moon-white robe, blooming one after another.

The boy had completely lost consciousness, his eyes were closed tightly, only the slender crow-colored eyelashes quivered slightly, and his pale to pale forehead was occasionally puffed with beads of sweat.

Su Tang glanced down again, and the boy's arm was covered with dense wounds.

There is also a wound, with deep bones visible.

He closed his eyes tightly, and his thin red lips lost their blood.

Occasionally it opens and closes, as if talking about something.

It was just a small sound that quickly drifted into the cold air.

Su Tang approached and leaned his ear against his lips, only to barely distinguish what he had been sticking to—

"Sugar...sugar..."

"Can't be enchanted... Can't... Can't hurt Tangtang..."

He doesn't want to be enchanted.

He was afraid that after he was engulfed, he would not distinguish between right and wrong, his six relatives would not recognize him, even she... could not even remember.

Even more frightened, after he was engulfed, he was controlled by the evil spirit to physically harm her.

He didn't want to hurt her.

Su Tang felt sour in his eyes inexplicably, as if something was falling out of it uncontrollably, and his vision became a little blurred in the blink of an eye.

She lowered her eyelashes, was silent for a while, lowered her head and bit the fingertip of her index finger.

A drop of brilliant golden blood was forced out from the index finger.

With only such a drop out, Su Tang suddenly seemed to be drained, his original pink face turned pale, looking sick.

She quickly pressed the drop of blood to the center of the boy's forehead in the sound of Guagua's hurried stopping.

The blood seems to be alive.

Along the young white skin, little by little, penetrated in.

After the blood seeped in, it didn't take long for the boy's frowning brows to gradually unfold.

The pain on his cheeks gradually faded.

Su Tang breathed a sigh of relief.

Guagua was stunned.

[Silly boy, you actually want to use the blood in your body to save this wild boar... No, wild fairy!You are crazy!

You must know that the essence and blood in their bodies are not the same as ordinary blood. Every drop contains powerful power and is very precious.

If the essence and blood are stripped, the body will have to be cultivated for at least a thousand years to make up!

His little boy has only cultivated for three thousand years!

Su Tang's eyesight has been tightly locked on the young man, My blood can help him suppress the magic seed in his body, so that he won't have to suffer so much.

Before she found his lost soul and soul, she didn't dare to take out the magic seed at will.

After all, a young man can only be a normal person if he is attached to a demon seed. If the demon seed is taken out directly, the broken soul may be scattered!

However, her blood can only suppress it for a while.

She didn't have so much blood for him either.

She simply thought of a way to separate the power of her own soul and solidify it into the appearance of her body, and then confine it with the formation method, allowing Jing Rong to use it as candy.

In this way, the power of the soul can directly enter his body and help him suppress the devilish energy of the demon seed.

Gua Gua almost wanted to pry out his foolishness.

[Do you know what this means?You are not the Immortal Venerable, you are already immortal, you just strip off the power of the soul, don't you want your body?

Su Tang's voice was soft and waxy.

[Anyway, the essence and blood have already been given to him, and it's okay to give him some spiritual power.

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