He Yan took the passing pearl and threw it into the air, caught it again, and walked leisurely, the last promise followed behind him with a black line, and said helplessly: "This is a magic weapon, can you be careful?"

"This thing?" He Yan turned around, shook the transparent bead that shone with purple light in front of the testament, and then turned around and continued walking, "What, I originally thought that if I got the Death Bead, I could restore my memory if I ate it, but who knew that this bead couldn't be eaten." She stopped and asked, "Do you know how to use it?"

"I don't know. The testament replied without hesitation.

"How is it possible, aren't you a monster? You don't know?"

When I didn't see the testament, I walked around He Yan and walked by myself: "I'm a monster, not a god, this thing is a miracle medicine." ”

“......”

He Yan hurriedly followed the testament again, walked beside the testament, and looked down at the testament: "Then you really don't know my memory before I was seven years old?"

The last promise looked ahead, refusing to look up at her, and wanted to look up at a woman, which was very shameless, "I don't know." ”

"I really don't know?"

"I don't know. The testament said, He Yan was about to continue asking, but the testament interrupted her thoughts: "I met you when you were seven years old, and we didn't know each other before, how could I know......?" ”

"My blood?" He Yan's eyes flashed, the testament never said how he and her met, obviously he was better than her, and every time she made trouble, he couldn't help but just roar, murderous, but it didn't hurt her for half a point, she was also curious why, but the testament never told her.

"Hmm. He Yan grinned, "Am I the reincarnation of a god or something?

The last promise glanced at her and looked her up and down: "It's just you, I don't deserve to lift shoes for grandpa." "What about the gods, it's broad daylight, and you're starting to dream?

He Yan squatted down, ravaged the cheeks of the last promise with both hands, and leaned on his shoulder with a seductive wink: "Sue me?"

"Pure blood. The testament quickly flashed to the side, He Yan instantly lost her support, and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately she reacted quickly and stood up again, and the testament looked at her with her chest crossed: "Have you heard of it?"

"Pure blood?" He Yan repeated, why does this thing sound so evil?

The testament seemed to see her thoughts, and the young man glanced at her, and he was very white: "Pure blood, that is, people with pure blood, people with pure blood, will have different abilities......"

Before the last contract was finished, He Yan interrupted him with great interest: "What about me?"

The last covenant looked up at her: "Life and death contract, the person who drank your blood must obey your orders, and ......"

He Yan is a curious baby, and before the contract is finished, she interrupts again: "Then, if I drink my blood to many people, then I am not invincible in the world?"

"Shut up! Listen to me!" Testament let out a low roar and slapped her on the waist, "Pure blood people have high blood requirements because their blood is too pure, and a wound of a normal person may be fatal to a pure blood person." He paused, looked at He Yan, and sure enough, his face was depressed, and he said: "And the life and death contract is such a trick against the sky, it can only be used on one person at a time, that is to say, now you have signed a life and death contract with me, and in the future, if someone else drinks your blood, our contract will be dissolved, and you will re-sign the life and death contract with another person." He Yan was even more helpless, and the last contract said: "Moreover, as the name suggests, the life and death contract between the two will die, and the other person will also die." ”

He Yan suddenly smiled and patted the shoulder of the testament with confidence: "It's so dangerous that the bereaved beauty drank my blood, otherwise I signed it with someone else, ......but I am thankful?" He Yan touched his chin and looked at the bequest, "Bereavement beauty, why do you want to drink my blood?"

The widow coughed lightly, ignored her, and walked ahead on his own.

A wicked smile flashed in He Yan's eyes, and he chased after him: "The bereaved beauty ......"

After the two of them left, a woman in Tsing Yi jumped down from the tree, her long hair fluttering, and her face full of murderous intent.