This kind of meal just gave her more opportunities to recover, and after eating a good meal, she wondered how to deal with these emergencies next, and thought to herself that this matter would not pass unharmed.

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Late at night, the moon hangs in the eastern sky.

Tomorrow will be the night of the full moon of the fifteenth.

In a relatively dimly lit hall, there were no lights, only endless coldness.

A man in a black robe with gold embroidered silk, black hair like clouds, a slender figure, he stood quietly by the window, in the dark, his face could not be seen clearly.

Behind him stood a person, who was the messenger who had spoken to Han San that day.

"Master, tomorrow will be the night of the full moon. Xiu Feng reminded him on the side.

The man hummed lightly, his tone was slightly cold, his eyes were far-reaching, he had been staring at the cold moon in the sky, his cold eyes contained a little frost, it seemed that he was extremely cold in the face of the world.

"Those in that cell" said cautiously, inquiring.

"It was done as originally planned. The man's voice finally rose and fell slightly, but it was extremely indifferent.

Xiu Feng took the order, turned around and went down, and left quickly.

The moonlight shone on the man by the window, he tilted his head slightly, the silver light covered his side face, deep purple eyes, and in the right corner of his eye, there were three blue crystals the size of mung beans.

In the moonlight, sparkling and demonic.

He stared in the direction of the temple door, slightly hooked his lips, his charming eyes, soaked in a hint of coldness, tomorrow, is the night of the full moon

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In this way, she spent a day and a night in the cell, and because the cell she had just changed had a window, she could clearly know the day and night.

The next day, Han San came in, with a jailer behind him, carrying four bowls.

"From number one, let's go inside. Han San instructed the jailer, who went in with an empty bowl and said to the prisoner, "Dripping blood." ”

The four bowls, lined up in turn, did not know what to do, so they had to do as the jailer said, and only the first bowl was filled.

Then the jailer took the second bowl and went to cell No. 2, which was the same thing, dripping with blood.

Lan Shengxue was originally in the middle position.

But the jailers began to collect their blood from the opposite row, and until half an hour had passed, they had only collected the blood of four people, and each person had one bowl, that is, four bowls, and left.

Immediately after Han San left, a delicious meal was delivered.

Lan Shengxue stared at the food in front of her in a daze, why did Han San's master take blood, and there were still so many at one time

Emperor Yunyan once said that any spiritual creature raised with blood will become evil after a long time.

Now, that master wants so much blood, is he raising spiritual weapons or drinking it himself?

If he drank it himself, he would be cruel and bloodthirsty, like a silent man, eating the blood of others to repair his own body.

Holding the chopsticks, she took a piece of meat and put it in her mouth, and suddenly, she was stunned -

Suddenly lowered her eyes and looked at the food in front of her, and the thoughts that flashed in her mind became more and more strict.

The reason why those people brought these delicious meals was to make them eat better and be stronger, so that they could get the amount of blood they needed?