Chapter 142: Blood Exchange

At this moment, Si Chen was resentful, but...

His hatred came from nowhere. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Who should he hate? Royalty?

For the sake of the people he loves, he is just selfish, what is wrong with him?

Is it too late to complain about everything? Complaining about his body?

Who is to blame? Who can you blame?

Si Chen got up in despair, but he didn't have the woman he loved in his memory, how long could he live if he lost his body? No wonder he had never seen her.

Su Xiaoyou felt that he was in a complicated mood at the moment. She didn't want to forgive him like this, this man had caused harm to her mother and had been missing it in her life, but what right did she have not to forgive?

The mother has let go, and the mother hopes that she can accompany this man, is this the mother's guilt and compensation for him?

"It's good that you can see this, I was a little worried." Dong Liang appeared behind Su Xiaoyou at some point, and he reached out to stroke her hair. Her hair is really soft, since when did he fall in love with such feelings?

Su Xiaoyou gently leaned his head on Dong Li's body, and wrapped his hands around his waist. "What if you don't look away? I don't have much time..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Dong Li pushed her shoulders away and looked into her eyes seriously, "You believe me, I won't let you have any problems." ”

"Well, I believe you." Su Xiaoyou narrowed his eyes and smiled happily. It's just that she knows in her heart that this is not something that Dongli can decide.

But she was willing, to give him a hope of stability.

At night, Su Xiaoyou's face was oozing beads of sweat in his sleep, his brows were tightly locked, and his painful moans overflowed into his mouth, his body seemed to be held by huge hands, and his bones and internal organs were all clutched in pain.

Dong Liang sat quietly in the room, heard the sound next door and flashed to Su Xiaoyou's room, and hurriedly came to Si Chen, who lived on the other side.

"Ghosts!" Si Chen shouted anxiously: "Come here!"

The poor ghost fairy old man was sleeping, and he fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, and he was still a little confused in his fright.

Si Chen grabbed the ghost fairy and pulled him to Su Xiaoyou's bed: "Look, what's wrong with the little demon?" She had never had such painful symptoms before! ”

The ghost fairy felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart, but he couldn't take too much care of it, and was busy checking Su Xiaoyou's symptoms.

"The symptom of Shangxian is poisoning. Even if the toxins secreted by the silkworms are neutralized, they will still have residues in the bloodstream. ”

"Is there anything we can do to ease her pain now?" Si Chen held his daughter's hand, and all he touched was cold.

The old man pondered for a while and spat out two words: "Exchange blood."

"Mine is feasible?" Dong Li's cold eyebrows were stained with melancholy. If he could, he really hoped that it was him, watching her pain every time he felt pain, his heart became more and more anxious, he didn't know how to make her less painful, he thought, what to do for her.

"No, it can only be a loved one." The ghost fairy shook his head, his eyes drifted to Si Chen, and he didn't know what the relationship between the demon king and this immortal was, how could he remember...... Is it for lovers?

Then he turned his head to look at the east fence again, how did he feel about this?

Then his eyes became weird, and he didn't know what to start making up in his head, and the expression on his face became more and more exciting, and the fire of raging gossip erupted.

This can't be the legendary plot of two men fighting for a woman, right?

"Ghost fairy, can I have my blood? I am his father. ”

"You, you, you..." The ghost fairy suddenly sprayed, and his eyes widened in shock, what the hell?! Father?! "How are you her father?!"

He remembered that Fenghua Shangxian was the daughter of Emperor Qingqiu, when did the demon king become the father of Shangxian?

Could it be... The ghost fairy was even more stunned, his eyes widened out of his sockets, and an extremely terrifying thought emerged, could it be that the imperial concubine brought a green hat to Emperor Qingqiu?!

And it's also the demon king's cuckold?!

The ghost fairy is not curious now, only deeply frightened, okay?

He really wanted to escape, he knew about such a confidential matter, and he didn't shy away from it...

Proper rhythm to be extinguished!

The ghost fairy suddenly hugged Donghuang's thigh, "God help!" I won't say anything, I don't know anything, don't kill me! Don't kill me! ”

Such a sad atmosphere was suddenly destroyed by the ghosts. "Don't kill me, I don't know anything! I'm old and deaf, my memory is poor, and my eyes are not good, so let me die! ”

Si Chen's muscles jumped violently, and he grabbed the old man of the ghost fairy hard, "Shut up!" If you don't hurry up, I'll kill you in no time! ”

The ghost fairy's crying stopped abruptly, and he looked at Si Chen with his mouth closed vigorously.

"Isn't it for blood exchange? Is mine okay? "He's reached the limit of his patience, what is this stupid old man yelling about? Who wanted his life?

The ghost fairy nodded hurriedly and got up neatly, "Okay, absolutely no problem!" ”

Su Xiaoyou only felt that his whole body was very hot, scorching, like being in a furnace.

Soon, she felt very cold again, she was cold from the bottom of her heart, these feelings had not been felt since she started cultivating, as if she had returned to her childhood, everything could hurt her, fear of cold, fear of darkness...

Mother......

I miss you so much...

"How's it going?" Si Chen asked anxiously. Why did he feel that she was getting more and more painful?

"It's almost there." The ghost fairy couldn't help but wipe his forehead, he felt like he was going to sweat!

Red blood flew out of Si Chen's body and turned into bundles and drilled into Su Xiaoyou's body.

The other wrist hung down, and black and red blood trickled into the carved vessel.

Dong Li gently stroked Su Xiaoyou's face, wiped away the tears on her face, and her whole heart was twisted together.

What did you dream about, so sad, why did you never tell me? What else is there in your heart that I can't get into?

He didn't have a moment of possessiveness like this, wishing they didn't have a trace of distance, hoping that she would be completely his.

Si Chen's face gradually turned pale, and Su Xiaoyou slowly opened his eyes.

She saw the nominally closest person to her, saw the dark red liquid, and tears slipped from the corners of her eyes again.

Since then, there has been an indelible bond in her blood.

"Alright." The ghost immortal cut off the blood supply and healed Si Chen's wounds.

"Are you alright?" Si Chen smiled.

"It's fine." The corners of Su Xiaoyou's mouth hooked.

"That's good, I'm really old and a little sleepy. Went to sleep. Si Chen left in a dashing manner.

He was worried. He wanted to ask if it hurts, if it's sad, he wants to ask, a lot...

But he didn't want to make her feel vulnerable because of these concerns, let her feel that everyone was worried about her, and let her misunderstand... Her condition is serious.

She is actually a child who is very reluctant to be worried by her elders. And...

Give them the place, their time... One day together is one less day...

"Go to sleep, you love to sleep when you're older." Su Xiaoyou's eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

She turned her head to look at Dong Li, after all, she couldn't bear to let him be driven away like this, so she hesitated to speak: "You... Stay? (To be continued.) )