Half an hour later, the Tiger-Head Flood Dragon had recovered twenty percent of his vitality and was preparing to set out again when Su Jing said weakly, "Wait..."
He bent back his toes and squeezed hard at the mangled, bloody wound. Pus and blood splattered everywhere as he forced out a wax pellet the size of a fingernail, then weakly stuffed it into Liu Xiaolou's hand.
"Brother-in-law, dragon gall... Yin Yang Pill... You and fifth sister can... consummate your marriage now..."
After saying that, the weight in Su Jing's heart lifted, and he fell unconscious again.
The Tiger-Head Flood Dragon was greatly astonished. "Younger brother, so you really can't do it? There's no need to take pills for this kind of ailment. Come to my Jiao Family, and I'll teach you a secret body-tempering art."
Liu Xiaolou cursed, "Get lost! You're the one who can't do it... Thirteen is an idiot, the biggest fool under heaven!"
He carefully put away the wax pellet.
The Tiger-Head Flood Dragon shook his head. "Still refusing to admit it..."
Having rescued them alive, Liu Xiaolou also relaxed greatly. He set down the satchel and bone flute clenched in his hands. "The spoils of war, according to the rules, divide them..."
The Tiger-Head Flood Dragon opened the satchel. "Not bad. This bastard has some wealth—twenty... seven spirit stones, Haling Pills..." He opened several pill bottles and sniffed them, then said delightedly, "Heart Nurturing Pills! Younger brother, take one first..."
"Mm... By the rules, split them evenly..."
"Haha, fine. Earning spirit stones yourself feels pretty good... Ah, there really are Tiger Bone Pills... Do you have any external injuries? No? Then Thirteen and I will take the Tiger Bone Pills first..."
"Mm..."
"What pill is this? I've never seen it before..."
"Huff..."
"There's a token. This