"My blood?" Yitong stared at him in disbelief, "Why do you need my blood?"
"The black sable that bit you is mine. It is extremely rare. It contains a kind of poison, which is exactly what I need. However, it ran away." Mu Youzhi said expressionlessly, and paused slightly.
"However, its poison remains in your body. Although it is not fatal, it is integrated into your blood. Therefore, I need your blood."
Yitong slowly lowered her eyes, not as nervous as before. For a lonely and surly person like Mu Youzhi, there is no need to explain so much to her. If he wants to get her blood, he can kill her. But.
,he didn't.
She raised her head suddenly and asked in a firm voice, "How much do you need?"
"Not enough to kill you."
"Yes," she nodded, a strange light flashing in her eyes, "After you get my blood, I want you to set me free."
Mu Youzhi did not speak, but stepped forward and walked back to the room steadily.
Looking at his floating figure, a confident smile slowly appeared on Yitong's lips.
On the 15th, the moon is waxing.
All the servants in the mansion went out to enjoy this rare vacation, or went home to visit relatives, or went out to drink and gamble. Only the housekeeper, Uncle Qing, because he was old, went back to his house to sleep early after dark. The mansion was in a state of chaos.
Silence, except for the occasional frog calls from the lotus pond.
"Dong dong dong"
Ruan Zhong knocked on Yitong's door, "Let's go now."
"Yeah." Yitong closed the door and followed him silently.
Arriving in front of Mu Youzhi's house, Ruan Zhong stopped for a moment, turned around and glanced at her, "Stay a moment, no matter what you see, don't reveal a word to the public." The warning in his words was obvious.
Yitong looked at him doubtfully and nodded gently. After all, after leaving here, they had nothing to do with her. She didn't have to do such a thankless thing.
Ruan Zhong opened the door and walked in, followed by Yitong.
When she saw the people inside, she was stunned.
Mu Youzhi is currently sitting naked in a steaming bucket. If you look closely, the water surface is bubbling as if it is boiling. His eyes are closed tightly, and there is an abnormal flush on his body. His forehead
Sweat dripped down his face.
The temperature in the room was astonishingly high. As soon as she entered, Yitong was already sweating all over her body. She wiped the sweat from her head and kept her eyes away from the man who seemed to be enduring great pain.
Suddenly, a shocking scene happened.
Several light-colored fine marks suddenly appeared on Mu Youzhi's originally smooth skin, and there were more and more of them, and the color became darker and darker. In the end, they spread wantonly like countless vine branches, occupying his
whole body.
Yi Tong's eyes widened and she looked at all this in surprise, "What on earth is this?"
Mu Youzhi's perfect face was almost distorted by pain. Just when these weird things were about to extend to his face, Ruan Zhong grabbed Yitong and ran over, then pulled out the dagger from his waist and pulled out her white lotus-root arm.