On the border of Lingguo, a guest house on the border.

Qianwan moved her fingers, felt a burning pain all over her body, and opened her eyes with some concern.

The black gauze tent with the moths falling came into view.

Feeling her wake up, a few moths fluttered twice and scattered.

The door creaked, and a teenager walked in quickly.

Half-kneeling beside her bed, his eyes lowered, holding a tea bowl flat, "Lord Priest." ”

Qianwan sat up, stretched out her hand to open the gauze tent, smelled the rich smell of blood in the young man's bowl, and swiped her fingertips lightly over her lips.

"You?"

Sure that this person did not exist in the memory of the original owner, Qianwan raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

The young man raised his face slightly, so that she could see it clearly, and his expression became more and more deferential, "Adults may not remember, my name is Ye Sakura, and I am the blood slave of adults." ”

Oh......

The corners of Qianwan's mouth twitched, and the original owner did seem to have raised a lot of blood slaves.

This time, I basically brought them all out.

Because of the serious injury, the blood slaves took advantage of the chaos to run.

Qianwan looked at him, "Why don't you leave?" ”

Sakura raised her eyes and looked at her calmly, "Sakura has nowhere to go." ”

The young man's hand carrying the tea bowl trembled a little, and the unbandaged wound on his left wrist was still dripping blood.

A certain god pursed his lips coldly, reached out to take the bowl he was holding, and hesitated......

I drank it anyway.

Unexpected......

Sweet.

This is the best antidote to the original owner's injury.

The sun-burned marks on his face healed quickly, revealing a delicately fair face.

Qianye slowly wiped the blood from his mouth, reached out and hung over his wrist, his fingertips oozing warmth, mending his wounds.

Sakura looked at her in a panic, as if she was frightened by her movements, "My lord, Sakura doesn't need you to do this. ”

Qianwan made a silent motion, lowered her eyes to look at his wounds, and said coldly, "Next time, change the blood of beasts." ”

Look at the skinny appearance of this mortal child, so as not to be tired of sewing and mending by my aunt and grandmother.

Sakura's eyes widened.

Clenching his sleeves tightly, he lowered his head a little aggrieved, "Sakura knows ......"

Qianwan got up, her black robe dragged to the ground, she smelled the smell coming from the air, and her blood pupils moved slightly.

"I'll go out and have a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black figure disappeared into the room.

Only the black gauze moved lightly.

Sakura was still kneeling on the ground, looking at the tea bowl resting next to the bed, and touched her face with a lonely look.

"Adults have never seen Sakura ...... in the eye."

On the left side of his face, there was a puffy birthmark, and the red spots distorted his entire face, like a disgusting color painted on rice paper, and there was no beauty to speak of.

It's even a little ugly.

Sakura didn't know how long she knelt until the sound of a watch came from outside.

It was as if he came back to his senses and went out with a bowl.

……

Late at night, five watches.

At night, the streets are so dark that there are almost no candle flames, and in addition to the sound of watchmen and barking dogs, there is even a noodle shop open.

It is especially abrupt in the chaotic night.

A black figure suddenly appeared outside the door, smelling the fragrance that could not be concealed, and the blood pupils showed a hint of satisfaction.

Joking:...... Didn't see it.

"What do you want to eat?"

There were only two people in the noodle restaurant, and the boss put a bowl of clear soup noodles on the table next to him, and turned his head to look at Qianwan with a smile.

Seeing that she didn't speak, she stepped forward enthusiastically, "The fennel noodles in the small shop are a must, do you want to try it?" ”

Qianwan's thin lips moved slightly, "Two bowls." ”

"Yes, you sit down first, and you'll be here!"

I just sat down and took my chopsticks.

Outside, there was a wail in the streets, and then a thin smell of blood could be heard.

This taste......

She just tasted it.

Qianye's expression changed, and the afterimage floated by, disappearing into the noodle restaurant in an instant.

"Noodles!"

The owner of the noodle shop brought out two bowls of noodles, only to see the broken silver spinning on the table.

"Eh, guest officer, you can see that ...... just now"

The boss hurriedly walked over to the other table of guests and asked.

"She's gone."

The woman who was questioned wore a broad jacket, pursed her lips and chuckled, slowly stood up, twisted her thin waist, and walked out with her.

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