This kind of meal just gave her more opportunities to recover her strength. After finishing the meal smoothly, she thought about how to deal with these emergencies next. She expected that this matter would not pass away unscathed.
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It's quiet late at night, and the moon hangs in the east sky.
Tomorrow is the night of the full moon.
In a relatively dim hall, there were no lights, only endless coldness.
A man dressed in a black robe with gold patterns and silk embroidery, with black hair like clouds and a slender figure, stood quietly by the window. In the darkness, his appearance could not be seen clearly.
There was a person standing behind him, who was clearly the messenger who had communicated with Han San that day.
"Master, tomorrow is the night of the full moon." Xiu Feng reminded from the side.
The man hummed lightly, his tone was slightly cold, his eyes were far-reaching, and he kept staring at the cold moon in the sky. There was a bit of frost in his cold eyes, as if he was extremely concerned about everything in the world.
Cold.
"Those people in the cell..." Xiu Feng inquired carefully.
"Follow the original plan." The man's voice finally had a slight ups and downs, but it was extremely cold.
Xiu Feng took the order, turned around and left quickly.
The moonlight shone on the man by the window. He tilted his head slightly, and silver light covered the side of his face. In his deep blue eyes, there were three blue crystals the size of mung beans attached to the corner of his right eye.
Under the moonlight, it sparkles and is charming and charming.
He stared in the direction of the palace door, slightly curling his lips, and his charming eyes were filled with a hint of coldness. Tomorrow is the night of the full moon...
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In this way, she spent a day and a night in the cell. Because the cell she had just changed had a window, she could clearly see day and night.
The next day, Han San came in, with a jailer behind him carrying four bowls.
"Start from No. 1, go in." Han San ordered the jailer. The jailer went in with an empty bowl and said to the prisoner, "Fill it with blood."
The four bowls were lined up one after another. The prisoner didn't know what to do, so he had to follow the jailer's instructions and only filled the first bowl.
Then the jailer took the second bowl and went to Cell No. 2. He said the same thing and it was filled with blood.
Lan Shengxue was originally in the middle position.
But the jailers started collecting blood from the opposite row, and until half an hour passed, they only collected blood from four people, one bowl per person, that is, four bowls, and left.
Shortly after Han San left, delicious meals were delivered.
Lan Shengxue stared at the food in front of her in a daze. Why did Han San's master need to collect blood? And there were so many at once...
Di Yunshang once said that any spiritual creature raised with blood will turn into evil creatures over time.
Now, if the master wants so much blood, should he keep it as a spiritual weapon or drink it himself?
If he drank it himself, that person would be so cruel and bloodthirsty, just like Wuyin, who eats other people's blood to repair his own body.
Picking up the chopsticks, she picked up a piece of meat and put it into her mouth. Suddenly, she was stunned——
Suddenly she lowered her eyes and looked at the food in front of her. The thoughts that flashed through her mind became more and more serious.
The reason why those people sent these delicious meals was to make them eat better and get stronger, so that they could get the blood they needed?