If she said this, Tang Ying could accept it. It's just that there is still a little doubt, and he immediately asked: "You clearly said before that the innate treasure blood has been suppressing the black lotus, why do you say now that the awakening of the innate treasure blood can awaken the black lotus?" ”

Jing Yan shrugged his shoulders and said disapprovingly, "Do you remember the reason why you gave up the corpse to change? ”

"Chicken blood?"

Tang Ying finally got it right, and Jing Yan nodded with a little satisfaction: "Yes, chicken blood can not only restrain corpse poison, but also make corpse poison feel threatened, thus triggering a corpse change in advance." In the same way, the innate blood you are carrying now is still very weak, so you can only let the Black Lotus fall into a deep sleep. As the Innate Treasure Blood becomes stronger, Black Lotus feels the danger and activates the self-protection mechanism, and it will forcibly awaken. ”

"At what cost?" This is also the focus that Tang Ying has always cared about, since Black Lotus is so important to zombies, once Black Lotus awakens, what kind of consequences will it have on him?

Time passed by minute by second, and Jing Yan remained silent, as if he did not mean to explain the question.

Tang Ying knew that it would be futile to ask any more, so she had to give up for the time being, and accepted a mutually beneficial cooperative relationship. Jing Yan protects Tang Ying, and Tang Ying gives the black lotus to Jing Yan at the right opportunity.

I don't know if it was luck or fate, in short, when Tang Ying inadvertently looked up at the sky, a meteor happened to cross.

Tang Ying is not the kind of person who particularly likes to gamble on luck, but after experiencing so much, she naturally will not let go of any opportunity to help herself survive, of course, including the 'luck component'.

For the first time, he put his hands together and made a wish to the night sky: "I hope that my life can continue." ”

"Yes." Jing Yan on the side, although his voice was very casual, was undoubtedly a shot in the arm.

Looking at Jing Yan again, the tension and suspicion in his heart all disappeared, replaced by a touch of embarrassment. As long as the thought of his first kiss being taken away by him, it is not a feeling in my heart.

"Since we each take what we need, can we stop doing that kind of thing in the future?"

"What kind of thing?" Jing Yan glanced at Tang Ying.

"You know!" Tang Ying's cheeks were slightly red, although she was studying abroad alone, she had already lived as a woman, and she could survive even in the face of life and death, but only this kind of thing could not overcome the hurdle in her heart.

After a few seconds of silence, the atmosphere became extremely embarrassing.

Just when Tang Ying regretted saying these words a little, Jing Yan finally opened his mouth to break the silence.

"I once loved a woman."

Well? Tang Ying's body trembled, and she looked up at Jing Yan, although she didn't know why he suddenly turned over his love history, but Tang Ying couldn't care about it at this moment, because Tang Ying actually sensed a thick sadness between Jing Yan's eyebrows. An arrogant and cold emperor can even be sad for love, so this relationship must be unforgettable!

Tang Ying suddenly had the desire to listen.

"She is only my handmaiden, and she is also the lowliest and oldest of all the handmaidens, and she is also the one who has been with me the longest, I can never forget her dancing under the maple tree, I can't forget the star-like eyes imprinted in my heart, and I can't give up the arrogance of not being willing to fate between my eyebrows. In my most decadent years, she accompanied me through the mud and thorns, even if I was covered in bruises, she never gave in. But we all know in our hearts that we can't. I have royal blood in my veins, and she is the daughter of a pariah. Therefore, we made an appointment, and when the iron tree used for sacrifice in the center of the palace bloomed, she put on a red veil and got married, and I crossed the white horse to marry. But we all know that the iron tree never blooms. ”