He also had a dull pain in his heart, so he could only close his eyes, "What are you crying for?" When the main hall is dead, it will not be too late for you to cry. ”

As he spoke, he let go of the hand that was holding her, but he was unable to support it and fell down completely.

"Ah Chen—"

Qin Jiu had never seen Wan Qichen so powerless, if he had to do it, how could he let himself be so weak in front of her?

She couldn't think about it at all, she knelt down and tried to help him up.

Just as she touched his shoulder, the person who had already closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes.

Meeting his eyes, Qin Jiu's heart was shocked, his eyes were no longer as deep and sharp as before, and there was not even the slightest focus.

The pupils slowly dilated, and there was no light and darkness in the depths of the pupils, like a night without stars and moons.

But the faint purple just now was even brighter, like a purple star lit up in the dark night.

Just when Qin Jiu looked at him and his eyes were a little distracted, Wan Qichen's hand suddenly raised, bypassed her neck and strangled her, and pressed her down heavily in his direction as she knelt.

Qin Jiu was unsteady and fell on him violently, and in the next moment, his neck burned and hurt.

His eyes widened suddenly, his movements could be called rude, and his teeth had pierced her delicate skin.

He's sucking her blood!

This realization made Qin Jiu tremble irrepressibly, and the breath he exhaled was hot, sucking on her neck, accompanied by a visibly swallowing sound.

Qin Jiu's heart was beating wildly, frightened, scared, helpless, uneasy, all kinds of complex emotions eroded her, but she didn't struggle.

She wasn't afraid of being sucked by him at all, he was clearly out of his mind at the moment, maybe he didn't know what he was doing.

He just bit her neck hard, as if to suck her blood dry, and the blood that he didn't have time to swallow ran down the corner of his mouth.

Gradually, Qin Jiu's originally wildly beating heart was paralyzed as he continued to swallow.

She closed her eyes, and instead of struggling, she passed her hands around his waist and embraced him as if it were a sacrifice, for him to demand.

As she said before, no matter when, he will not push her away or give up on her.

The same goes for her.

Time became extremely slow in the passage of blood, Qin Jiu's brain began to dizzy, and his body began to weaken, just when she felt that her blood would be sucked dry by him, he finally quieted down.

His lips were still pressed against her neck, but they were just pressed against her, and nothing moved.

After a moment, Qin Jiu eased the dizziness before carefully letting go of him for a few minutes, holding his head and lightly resting on the ground.

He was completely unconscious, and his face was calm as if nothing had happened.

But the blood stains on his lips and the stinging pain in her neck reminded her of what he had just done.

Is the cause of all this the poison in his body?

Qin Jiu's gaze fell on his arm again, and the wound didn't seem to expand anymore, but it was still extremely hideous.

Does it really have to be done?

She can actually kill without blinking, but if she is asked to rip off his flesh, it will be like ripping out her own heart, and it hurts when she thinks about it.

But what if you don't?

Qin Jiu didn't feel so upset, her gaze finally fell on the dagger.

The light on the blade was cold, and before he picked it up, he already felt cold and piercing.