“...... What should I do, Master, Satsuki seems to like Master very much. Troubled by the forbidden master-apprentice relationship between the two, he was irritable, and Leng Miqian suddenly blurted out.

Hearing this, the ghost's body stiffened, and he turned his head sideways to look at Leng Miqian's face for a long time, and then vomited after a while, "..... Are you still not a woman? Why do you not know how to be reserved? ”

This woman seems to be refreshing his bottom line all the time!

If he hadn't known the identity and origin of this woman for a long time, he would have almost thought that this cheeky woman was an old bustard who came out of the kiln, otherwise how could he be tired of teasing him every day, and from time to time make some unusually intimate actions to test him?

Hearing the ghostly rhetorical question, Leng Miqian was also stunned, his clear eyes looked at the person beside him seriously, and his slender eyelashes trembled, "When you meet someone you like, why should you be reserved?" ”

The devil froze. Look, look, such a direct flirtation is here again!!

"Master, do you like me?" Leng Mi blinked lightly and looked at the ghost seriously.

Demon: "I don't like it. ”

Leng Mi's eyes widened, "..... Why? She was thinking that the master was so fond of her, and she must have liked her to some extent, otherwise how could she tolerate her sticking around like a little tail.

The ghost glanced at Leng Miqian, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Ugly." ”

Not to mention that he only uses the person in front of him, even if he really wants to find a woman to rely on, he will definitely not be the person in front of him.

Oh, his brain didn't get into the water, why should he find a man?!

Leng Miqian blinked, "..... Just because I'm ugly? ”

Well, she really has nothing to say about this, such a deep scar on her face that cannot be ignored, which makes her unable to even stand the word 'salt-free', and it is already very good to walk out the door without scaring passers-by.

In the middle of the night, she didn't even dare to look in the mirror, let alone someone else?

Without hesitation, "Hmm. ”

"It means that if I become pretty, Master will like me?"

The ghost was silent for a moment, and looked at Leng Miqian thoughtfully, and suddenly remembered Leng Miqian's former face.

The coldness of that appearance is absolutely beautiful, and staying by his side is an extremely eye-catching thing even for him, a person who does not move his heart.

But if you like it.......

Cough......

The ghost shook his head coldly, he didn't think he was going to live a long life, how could he still dig a pit for himself and let himself jump?

Thinking of this, the demon replied almost categorically, "I don't like it." ”

Leng Miqian couldn't help but be stunned again, "..... And why? ”

She just thought about whether she should try to use medicinal powder to cover up her face, why did her master change his style of speech again?

“...... You are disobedient. This time the demon replied very seriously.

Leng Miqian: "........ When did I become disobedient? "In addition to always sticking to the people in front of her, she is obviously very obedient!

Hearing this, the ghost thoughtfully looked at Leng Mi's pale wrist, and then looked at the medicine bowl on the table and was quiet, "...... Then sit obediently on the side, drink the medicine first, and then bleed. ”

Leng Mi frowned, "Bloodletting again?" It hurts so much......"

As he spoke, Leng Miqian shook his left hand, and the gauze tied to his wrist was faintly red.

After she woke up, she always felt that something was wrong with her body, not only the more she thought about the details of many things, the more disordered she became, but even her own past was a mess.

She seemed to know a lot, but she couldn't remember when she learned it. It's like she's just thinking about refining a medicinal powder to make a concealer for herself.....

In fact, she didn't even know what concealer was used for, but she didn't know why, the word just popped up in her head for no reason, and she was very sure that this concealer would definitely help her.

She mentioned this confusion to Master, who told her that it was because she had an argument with someone before and was tricked by the other party. Therefore, she must put some old poisonous blood out every other day, otherwise once the poisonous blood accumulates, her memory will be more disordered and serious.

"Are you afraid of pain?" The ghost raised his eyebrows and looked, in Qu Ran's memory, this woman would not take these small injuries in her eyes at all.

"Of course I'm afraid! Doesn't Master know that people faint blood? Leng Miqian hurriedly nodded, and the hands that had just let go of the ghost suddenly hugged the devil's neck tightly, and he looked like he was going to go up and kiss him.

Devil: ".........." fainting blood? Can this woman stop talking nonsense with her eyes open?

He heard that Princess Ito Yujing of Da Zhou was killed by this woman herself, and her body was still on the streets of the city!

“...... And why did Master let me cut my wrists and bleed every time? Knowing that people are afraid of blood, they don't help others......" Leng Miqian began to be coquettish unscrupulously, looking extremely wronged, and even his voice trembled.

The devil's hair stood on end, he really couldn't imagine, if he hadn't seen this scene with his own eyes and was deeply affected by it, he would never have imagined that the woman in Qu Ran's memory who was so arrogant and straightforward that it could be described as simple and rude would have such a gruesome side.

He wanted to let this woman cut more blood, and drinking that blood would be very good for his solid life, but now the evil qi in his body can only maintain a balance with the yin spirit qi on his body, although he is no longer suppressed by the yin spirit breath like a few days ago and does something contrary to his original intention, but he can't completely release the evil qi to show his truest side as a ghost.

So for the matter of letting Leng Miqian cut his blood, he had no choice but to let Leng Miqian solve it himself.

Because he can't do it himself!

"I asked Cangyue and Cangyun to help you, but you don't want to."

"I don't want them!" She wasn't really afraid, so why did she want those two people to get in her way?

Hearing this, the ghost shrugged his shoulders and looked like "Look, this is your own problem", his eyes fell on the decoction where the heat slowly faded, and he couldn't help frowning, "..... The decoction is almost cold. ”

These decoctions were made by him himself using ancient prescriptions, and they had an extremely significant effect on blood production.

Although Leng Miqian is his prey, he never has the slightest sympathy for the prey, but I have to say that Leng Miqian's prey is too precious, but as long as he can try not to be harmed, he will definitely take care of it, so as to try to let this hard-won prey live longer.

These days, he has been studying the ancient witchcraft that he has memorized by heart day and night, and after trying many pranayama meridians, he finally found a breakthrough in the cold and shallow blood.

This woman's blood is definitely his savior!

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