In the face of Lillard's questioning, I only felt that all the strength and vitality in my body had been drained, and only my eyes and ears were still moving, but my ears were full of Lirad's accusatory words, and what I saw in my eyes was also Lirad, who had been hurt by himself.

Lying on the bed, I couldn't move at all, staring at Lard with horrified eyes, such a face full of anger Lard I had never seen before, and I was terrified.

"Lirald, you're ......"

"It's still too late to confess. Llillard grabbed the shards of glass in his hand and clenched them tightly, large drops of blood left down his palms and dripped on my face, but Llard's voice became colder and colder, "If I know what these are from other people's mouths, I will let you experience what regret is!"

"I'll tell you!" I closed my eyes and didn't dare to look at Rield, endured the pain in my chest, and said weakly, "Throw away the things in your hand first......"

Lerard squinted at me, and his hand didn't let go, "You've lied to me many times since you woke up, and this time I want you to finish, and I'll let go when I'm satisfied......"

"That's the medicine that Yoshiko Yamaguchi gave me, temporarily suppressing the poison on my body. Looking at Llard's serious expression, I knew that he was serious this time, and I didn't care that my body was still very weak, so I quickly interrupted Llard's words.

I'm weak now, and I've only said a word, like a bloodline who has been hungry for a hundred years, craving blood.

Yes, I would love to drink blood now, to eat it like a real Bloodborn.

"Is it from the Yamaguchi-gumi in Tokyo?" Rad's tone was no longer so cold, and his hand was gradually loosening, but the blood was still flowing.

The Tokyo Yamaguchi-gumi have portrayed one of the most brutal swords in my life and Lirad's life, and it was a pain in our hearts, and even after 400 years, Lirad will never forget that family.

I snorted softly, which was an answer, but I didn't dare to open my mouth at all, for fear that I would say to Lillard that I wanted to drink blood.

Rirad looked at me lightly and slowly unfolded his palm, "Does it work?"

I smiled bitterly, and was told not to eat indiscriminately when I took it once, and before I could take it the second time, Richard suddenly appeared, and stayed until I was groggy and unconscious, and I had no chance to try it, and I was not qualified to tell him if it worked.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Lard snorted coldly and threw the broken glass in his palm on the bedside table, "Since it doesn't work, don't eat it in the future." ”

Standing on the edge of the bed waiting for the wound to heal, Lard wiped his bloodied hand on the quilt, reached out and scooped me up, kissing my forehead and cheek affectionately, as if the person who had threatened me with himself just now was not him at all.

"I'm sorry, I'm just afraid that you're going to do something stupid to leave me......" Lard's voice came from my ear with choked and tiredness, making people forget about his excesses just now, and even feel a little sorry for him.

Llard's hand slowly rubbed against my waist, and the tip of his nose rubbed lightly on my shoulder, such a coquettish little gesture really made it difficult to associate him with the big demon king who was exuding cold air just now.

I gritted my teeth and tried to endure it desperately, but when I took Larard's hand and said the phrase "I want to drink blood", my body's reaction surprised me.