Chapter 200: The Demon Lord and the Righteous Path Fairy (1)
Cloudy is awakened.
The voice that woke her up sounded low and cold, like ice that would not melt for ten thousand years: "Do you want my blood too?" ”
Blood?
Twilight opened her eyes, and a familiar face came into view.
Strictly speaking, this face is better looking than the previous world, but the temperament of the whole body is like shrouded in heavy forest blood, as if Shura has just crawled out of hell.
His face was as pale as paper, his lips were as red as blood, and his black hair was spread out on the dark black ground like ink melted into the ground.
"You're the first person I've seen in a thousand years. If you want my blood, I might give it to you. Ling Junxuan stretched out his hand and lifted Yun Dui's chin, as if smiling.
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Yundui only felt that the hand that was pinching her chin was cold and piercing, perhaps because of the coercion, her cold hairs stood on end, and cold sweat slowly flowed down her back.
She found that she was kneeling, and she didn't know how long she knelt, and while her thoughts diverged, it took her a while to find her voice: "I don't want your blood." ”
"Oh?" Ling Junxuan looked at her eyes with interest, and said slowly: "I have been trapped in this Ling Tian Immortal Mansion for a thousand years, it is because the people in this hall want my blood, and it is only because I can't ask for more at one time that I send you to ask for it every once in a while." ”
As he said this, the hand holding Cloud's chin withdrew and waved it casually.
Because of Ling Junxuan's casual stroke, Yun Dui's whole figure was held up by a stream of air, changing from kneeling to standing, and was also artificially controlled and turned around, overlooking the entire hall.
She saw the hall crowded with people, all kneeling as she had just done.
Ling Jun Xuan's casual voice floated over at this time: "Ling Tian Immortal Mansion's palaces and veins, which one doesn't want my blood?" It's just that it's not good for internal fighting, and it hurts the harmony, so that you won't be able to control me, so each of them will call a disciple to come over to see whose luck can get the blood I provide this month. ”
What does he mean by that?
Yun Duan had just woken up, her brain seemed to be rusty, and it took a long time for her to roughly understand Ling Junxuan's words.
He was imprisoned by Ling Tianxian's Mansion. It has been forbidden for a whole thousand years, and the people in the Immortal Mansion send people to ask for his blood every once in a while, and the only thing he can do is to choose which palace and which vein to give the blood to?
Twilight felt like her heart was being clenched, and she was almost out of breath in pain.
After a while, she shuddered and asked, "Why?" ”
Ling Junxuan felt that this question was very ridiculous, and he controlled Yun Dui's body and turned back to face him, his face as pale as snow and transparent as a face evoked an elusive smile: "What's there to ask why?" Because I drank my blood, I can ignore the bottleneck and improve my cultivation. A drop of blood for ten years can be improved for ten thousand years at most. ”
Ling Junxuan's tone when he said this was lighthearted, as if the days of being bloodlet for thousands of years were not worth mentioning, but Yun Duan felt that because of his words, he felt like being drenched from head to toe by a bucket of cold ice water, and his whole person trembled uncontrollably.
Ling Junxuan found that she was trembling, and couldn't help but ask more: "Are you afraid?" ”
Clouddusk shook her head, a little out of breath, "It's not that I'm afraid. ”
"What's that? You don't look happy. Ling Junxuan stepped forward and approached her: "If I give you this month's blood, you can take these twenty drops of blood back and receive the reward, it stands to reason that you should be very happy." ”