Chapter 453 Huanse, who is it?
The chain was smeared with poison, and the dose was not light.

Surrounded by Lie Jiuqing, his eyes turned gray.

"injured?"

Hearing the low voice coming from above his head, Lie Jiuqing raised his head and met his joyful eyes.

For a moment, she thought she saw Wen Rong, "Wen Rong..."

She shook her head, trying to calm down, "Small injury."

"Your blood is special."

Huanse suddenly wanted to hold her wrist, "It smells good."

Lie Jiuqing struggled, Huanse exerted force on his wrist, "Don't move."

He slowly approached, sniffed, his throat rolled, and whispered: "Medicine Man?"

Hearing this, Lie Jiuqing's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Let me go."

Huanse's breathing was heavy and her eyes were red, "Master, can I borrow your blood?"

"Let go of me first."

Lie Jiuqing tried to push him away, but couldn't because of the medicine.

"Master, this slave has offended me."

He grabbed her arm forcefully and knelt down in front of her

Blood flowed from Lie Jiuqing's fingertips and formed into small blood beads.

His throat rolled, leaving a little distance so that blood could drip into his mouth.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Blood slipped into his throat, and his eyes were blurred.

The taste was extraordinarily sweet, making him want more.

It’s not clear what the medicine man’s blood is used for.

However, it is recorded in Tibetan scriptures that the blood of medicine people can detoxify and cultivate the body, beautify the skin, delay aging, and increase life span...

Unofficial history is even more exaggerated, saying that there are all imaginable and unimaginable possibilities...

His eyes fell on the arteries in her neck, and the scarlet in his eyes faded away, shrouded in unknown lust, hidden deep in the pupils.

The thin layer of sweat on his forehead decreased, and only the tail of one of his eyes was slightly red.

He looked at Lie Jiuqing with a dangerous and restrained gaze, but he did not let her feel offended in the slightest.

Lie Jiuqing's fingertips trembled slightly, "I want you to let go..."

Huanse looked up at her, put her down, bowed his head respectfully and said, "Thank you, Master." He started talking more, but it was not clear in the rain, and each sound seemed more familiar than the last.

Suddenly, Lie Jiuqing's brain was muddled and he couldn't think of anything.

This increasingly familiar feeling makes Lie Jiuqing so irritable!

Lie Jiuqing took a step back, supported his body with his sword, and said word by word: "Ah Huan, have we really never met before?"

Huanse's expression remained unchanged as he took out a handkerchief from his arms and whispered: "Master, please let me bandage it for you."

After getting no reply again and again, Lie Jiuqing slapped his hand away.

The wound on her wrist was deep and there was a lot of blood. When she slapped it away, a lot of blood flowed on his hand.

Huanse watched silently and slowly put her hand to her lips.

He held his fingertips to his palms, and rolled all the blood into his mouth.

He looked at her, not hiding his greed for her blood, but his eyes still showed no sense of aggression, he just stared at her.

It seemed that as long as he looked at her, he would have no regrets in this life.

Such silent gaze reminded Lie Jiuqing of her gentleness in her previous life.

Lie Jiuqing's face turned pale little by little and he backed away continuously.

She staggered and almost fell.

Huanse immediately stood up, took her arm, and pulled her towards him.

Caught off guard, Lie Jiuqing ran into his arms without any defense.

Huanse instinctively stretched out his arms to hug her, but froze in mid-air.

The cold body was shrouded in flames, and the dead heart was ignited, burning, turning into a burning temperature, filling the soul.

His eyes were red, his thin lips tightened, and the arm holding her was shaking, as if something was suppressed and was about to burst out, forcing him to retreat continuously and almost compromise.

"Lie Jiuqing..."

Suddenly, the assassin came over.

Huanse suddenly came back to his senses and raised a pair of eyes full of killing.

His five fingers turned into claws, mercilessly sinking into the assassin's face.

The assassin's skull was completely crushed under the internal force, and the flesh, blood and bones were scattered in the rain.

Huayi's pupils shrank, she had seen Wen Rong kill someone like this before.

"Who are you……"

(End of this chapter)

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