Really, Shui Jingxue curled her lips depressedly and lay down on the bed again.
However, Shui Jingxue was very tired after being tortured like this by the young man, and fell into sleep all of a sudden.
next day
The morning light streamed in, and the gauze was flying. I don’t know when the window was opened, but it was also a barred window. No one could enter even if it was open.
Shui Jingxue was stunned, squinting his eyes, but suddenly felt a slight pain on his right wrist.
She looked at it in surprise, but saw a cut on her wrist. The blood was dried. It was not deep, but it was very glaring.
When did she get injured? When she was working on the board, her hand was still fine and she wasn't injured at all.
So, where did this injury... come from?
Shui Jingxue looked around in shock.
No trace of anyone coming in
If someone really came in and secretly took her blood, she should be conscious!
Why...I don't feel anything at all. Shui Jingxue looked at her hand suspiciously. Yes, it was indeed injured.
But how did she get this injury? Could it be that someone knew she was from the God-blood clan and deliberately came to bleed her?
No, no... Shui Jingxue now has spiritual skills, and her spirit can protect her body. What's wrong, she doesn't even know someone took her blood?
Shui Jingxue was puzzled. The one who knew her identity was Man Qianhuan. Was there anything suspicious about the two teenagers last night?
Someone knocked on the door, but it was Man Qianhuan who fetched water and brought it to Shui Jingxue. Why did Man Qianhuan suddenly treat her so well?
"Seeing that you are still getting up, I guess you must be very tired, but I didn't bother you?" Man Qianhuan said politely, Shui Jingxue shook his head.
"Thank you!"
Man Qianhuan put the water on the table and immediately noticed the injury on Shui Jingxue's wrist.
She was a little surprised, "What... happened last night?"
Shui Jingxue gave a rough description of the matter, and Man Qianhuan's face suddenly darkened.
"Here...the only one who knows your identity is me, Jingxue. Maybe...Yuezhao-kun is also nearby."
"Do you think Yue Zhaojun is really not dead?" Shui Jingxue frowned, remembering that she was a little melancholy because of Yue Zhaojun's death in the past, but now it seems that it may not be that simple.
"I don't think he's dead. What kind of person is Yuezhao-kun? How could he die so easily?"
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