Zhuo Yifan, who was speechless, could only let the little guy suck his fingers, and then took out the notes Liu Haoran gave him last night. It was written by his master Xiahou Shangyu. It said how to perform blood dripping.
Steps to recognize the Lord.
After Zhuo Yifan glanced at it, he understood it clearly. Then his eyes returned to the little guy in front of him again.
However, the current situation puts Zhuo Yifan in a bit of a dilemma. To identify the master with a drop of blood, you have to have blood! Needless to say, his body is strong. Ordinary knives cannot cut it, even if it is a child.
It can penetrate! Even if something can hurt you, relying on the fire spirit's true energy and the repair function of "Derived Jue" can stop the bleeding in an instant. Moreover, this is the body's instinctive reaction and is not under your control at all!
It seems that everything has advantages and disadvantages. Now Zhuo Yifan wants to give up this powerful self-healing ability. But having said that, if he hurts himself, it is still possible to get some blood. Anyway, it won’t take too long to identify the master with blood.
A lot of blood. But if others knew about self-mutilation, they would be considered mentally retarded, right? A lot of words
Zhuo Yifan laughed bitterly in his heart. Now is not the time to consider these issues. It is better to deal with this little guy quickly and take it away from here. Otherwise, if some uninvited guests come, it will really cause a headache.
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After thinking about it, Zhuo Yifan directly summoned the blood spirit thorn in his body. With a thought, the blood spirit thorn turned around, and the sharp tip pierced Zhuo Yifan's wrist, drawing a line.
There were long blood stains, but they soon recovered as before. This situation was also expected by Zhuo Yifan. However, the two drops of blood that seeped out of the skin were wiped out quickly with his fingers.
Next.
"That should be enough, right? A lot of words." Zhuo Yifan looked at the two drops of blood on his fingers, muttered to himself, and then looked at the little guy.
At this time, the little guy, for some unknown reason, had already let go of Zhuo Yifan's other finger, and his eyes were still staring at Zhuo Yifan, with a vague look of fear.
color".
Zhuo Yifan thought about it and guessed a rough idea. It should be that the spiritual energy emitted by the Blood Spirit Spike just now scared this little guy! [
In the blink of an eye, the blood spirit thorn disappeared from Zhuo Yifan again and entered his body. Without the pressure of the powerful spiritual energy, the little guy's nervous look became a little more relaxed.
, but looking at Zhuo Yifan, his eyes were full of guilt, as if there was a trace of sadness.
This made Zhuo Yifan a little bit dumbfounded. Maybe this is the difference between spiritual beasts and ordinary animals.
"Chirp!" The little guy made a slight cry again in his throat. At this time, he was probing his little nose and smelling the two drops of blood remaining on Zhuo Yifan's other finger. It probably smelled of blood.
, attracted it over.
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved. Is this little guy so sensitive to the smell of blood? The next moment, what made him dumbfounded was that the little guy actually stuck out his pink and tender tongue and touched his blood-stained fingers.
Got up ****.
Zhuo Yifan quickly pulled his fingers back. If he let this little guy lick them all, wouldn't he have to bleed again?
Thinking of this, he no longer delayed, and gently tapped the little guy's head with his finger stained with blood. According to the two mental formulas said by the master, he instantly moved his finger
The blood on the head completely penetrated into the little guy's head. To be precise, it should have been integrated into it.
