Balian only felt some traces of blood filling and lingering in his body, and the energy consumed last night was instantly replenished.
I'm afraid it would take five cups of Jinsheng's blood to achieve this effect.
Fang Geyu's blood seemed a little unusual.
Balian licked his lips, looked at her and said sincerely: "Thank you."
Fang Geyu took a sip of the fine cold mist tea in the cup, only slightly moistening his lips.
She snorted softly and said: "Thank you for what I did. I'm not worried about you. I feel sorry for my Xiao Yuan'er. You returned to the mountain with an empty stomach. In the end, you have to drink Xiao Yuan'er's blood to replenish your energy."
Life.
Huh, you are clearly a bug who relies on sucking the blood of others. You have the nerve to sit in the position of the mountain master. If you want to save face, why not hand over the mountain seal to me as soon as possible to make me happy and raise you?
It’s not impossible to raise this little corpse demon like you.”
Her tone was almost charitable, with a contemptuous smile on her lips.
When he glanced at him, the look in his eyes was even more obvious and deeper than the malice shown by Li Xuan when he saw the corpse demon.
But what he said was...
"Hmph, I know that that bad old man Li Xuan hurriedly set up his formation the night you were captured. I think that old man also used harsh words to bully you when you went up the mountain last night.
But after all, you are still from my mountain environment. If I raise a kitten or puppy, others will get very angry when they see it, let alone a big guy like you."
The girl's eyes were cold and piercing: "The people we, Fang Geyu, want to protect, it's not the turn of others to make irresponsible remarks."
The unicorns in the stream lowered their heads again and drank quietly from the spring.
Balian's mouth was still filled with the sweet scent of the girl's blood.
He pursed his lips subconsciously, his eyes dimmed for a moment, and said, "Miss Fang, do you regard me as one of your own?"
"Huh?" Fang Geyu's impossibly delicate and beautiful face suddenly became serious.
A pair of big black and white eyes looked at Balian like a dead fish, rolled his eyelids and said: "Which of your ears heard that I regarded you as one of my own?"
Bailian held an empty cup in his hand, with a few glistening blood beads hanging on the edge of the cup.
He licked the rim of the cup with an honest face and said: "Miss Fang knows that I am a corpse demon, but she is not as prejudiced as Li Xuan. She even feeds me blood. Li Xuan knows that I am a corpse demon.
Even talking to me for a while would be a taboo, but you are here waiting for me..."
Although the action of licking the cup was very indecent, he still lowered his head deeply and licked the bright red in the cup clean.
He, Lin Yuan, Lin Guiyuan, and Jin Sheng had experienced life, death, and adversity.
Lin Yuan and Jinsheng were able to give him their blood without reservation, because of the trust between their companions.
As for Sister Wen, she was his best friend and had a past that he didn't know about. He couldn't recall any memories of her.
But she treated him extremely well, so well that it seemed unreal.
Even for a moment, he would feel like a thief, picking up emotions and memories that did not belong to him, dragging the little bit of sunshine and warmth, and enjoying her kindness.
Because he didn't know whether he would still be the same person after being reborn as a corpse demon and losing everything in the past.
The soul under this body is still the living soul of the past.
He is Bailian and Sichen.
But he doesn't have any memory of the human period.
When he was with Wen Hanwei, he didn't even know what expression to use to make her feel that he was the person in her memory.
Now, the cup of blood pushed casually by Fang Geyu's hand was a gift without any grudges.
No exchange of benefits, no special care.
Nothing to ask for, nothing to need.
A simple act, neither warm nor cool nor deliberate, but it broke the worldly prejudices.
This world turns out to be more than just black and white.
The glass cup was pressed against his lips, and he couldn't help but reveal a small smile of joy and murmured: "You are so kind."
The smile is still stained with a hint of red, but it doesn't make people feel bloody.
It was as if he had been hungry for a long time and finally got a bite of his own candy. Even though he was satisfied, he looked frightened, clumsy and cherished.
The slightly damp wind in the mountains seemed to be chaotic for a moment, rolling up the clothes and long hair of the two people in the Han Pavilion.
The neat and noble gilt silver pendant in the girl's hair was danced by the wind, making a clear and beautiful sound.
She leaned her head away with one hand, and hummed softly, looking impatiently as if looking for her unicorn.
She muttered in dissatisfaction: "What? It's just a cup of blood. That's all the master of the new mountain realm has to offer."
The snow-white jade-like earlobes were rosy and extremely light in color. When reflected by the skylight, they were incredibly beautiful.
Maybe the light was too bright that day, so I didn't notice it normally. It turned out that there was a small cinnabar mole between her small and delicate earlobes, like the tip of a needle on jade porcelain.
It's a small piece, but it's so red that it's a bit dazzling at the moment.
The fingers resting on the old stone table tapped impatiently.
She seemed dissatisfied with the speech, but also seemed to be talking to herself: "The innocent look of a white fox is obviously not a good thing. Jiujiu bullied him so miserably last night, what kind of trouble is this innocent look now?"
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"Ah?" Bai Lian raised his head and coughed lightly, the tip of his nose was red: "Miss Fang, you..."
Fang Geyu turned around and glared at her: "I went back to the mountain last night, thinking about going out for a drink, but I never thought that the two of you would get bored and roll onto the same bed so quickly.
Brat, you are quite capable. In front of the eyes of so many people, the apple of the eye of the old man from the Lihe Sect hooked up with you just as he said, and you did it so thoroughly.
Hmm, some people look like a white rabbit, but they are actually a little hungry wolf."
At this time, Balian couldn't explain that it was actually the Jiujiu girl who dragged him to bed.
He had no choice but to put on the hat of the little hungry wolf and said with a wry smile: "You just returned to the mountain last night? I thought Miss Fang that you had been in the Lihe Sect all the time. Why did you return to the mountain last night?"
His eyes suddenly moved and fell on the sword lying between her legs.
The sword body is narrow and slender, and neither the hilt nor the scabbard seems to be forged from ordinary mithril copper and iron.
The skylight reflects on the sword, and sometimes extraordinary light lines will flow out, like flowing fire.
Looking at it this way, it looks like a sword made from mysterious fragments of some kind of extraterrestrial stars that were naturally split by the tribulation fire in the sky.
Even though the blade of the sword is extremely gorgeous, it still has a natural meaning.
If there is any trace of man-made forging on this sword, it would be the sapphire embedded in the hilt.
At first glance, you can see a bit of everyone's style, which is the finishing touch.
The color of the gemstone on the sword was slightly dim at the moment.
There is an obvious notch on the surface, and star-like rays of light are overflowing from it. It is obvious that a lot of spiritual power is being lost.
What's even more strange is that the gem is exuding pure spiritual power, but the sword is not affected at all by the damage to the gem.
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