The little junior sister was born rebellious, and the whole sect was led away

In the dark and narrow room, Ning Ning's snow-white back was covered with whip wounds, dripping with blood, which looked scary.

Fu Mei Qingrou took the medicine, and when she saw Ning Ning clenching her teeth and keeping silent, she was moved for a moment and advised: "You just came here? Don't take chances with the Demon Ancestor. Once you fall into it, it will only hurt yourself. "

Ning Ning was in pain and was a little confused. When she heard Fu Mei's persuasive words, her face turned ugly. She clenched the quilt tightly and said angrily: "What the Lord said is absolutely true. Who would have any thoughts about the cruel Demon Ancestor?" Delusion? Is that because you are not afraid of death?"

Fu Mei shook her head, put more force on her hands, and whispered: "You are young and energetic. You should keep in mind what you should say and what you should not say."

"Yes, Nalan will definitely keep your kind words in mind." Ning Ning bit her lips, tears rolled in her eyes, unable to bear the burning pain, she sobbed softly.

"Okay! Don't cry. This medicine hurts, but it's very effective. Just rest for a few days and don't get in front of the Demon Ancestor for the time being."

"Ah."

Seeing that Ning Ning did not raise her head, Fu Mei shook her head and closed the door. The footsteps gradually faded away. In addition to sobbing, there were also very quiet curses in the room, "Shaojiu, you are so cruel, this is the end of the line." Don't fall into my hands, otherwise you will be dead."

In the dormitory, Shaojiu had heart palpitations for no reason and hurriedly came to the blood jade bed. Seeing Ning Ning as usual, he was so frustrated that he touched her cold cheek, leaned down piously and kissed her forehead, "Ning'er, when did you Only then are you willing to wake up?"

He cut his wrist skillfully, and the blood that poured out dripped into Ning Ning's lips, and the blood stained her pale lips. At that moment, Ning Ning's face came alive.

Shaojiu, who was paranoid, had a dark light in his eyes, "Ning'er, my Ning'er."

There was a warm touch on her forehead. Ning Ning touched it blankly. The smell of blood followed closely. She was so disgusted that she almost vomited. Mad, who is messing with her?
Drowsiness came over her, and Ning Ning fell asleep. She was very confused before falling asleep. She was not sleepy, so why could she... sleep so well?

The back covered with ointment was covered with red light. In an instant, the blood-soaked back returned to its original state without leaving any traces.

The Netherworld Pearl in the Sea of ​​Consciousness hides deep merit and fame.

Hehe, it helped the master, Xiaoyou was very happy.

Looking at her smooth back in the mirror, the sleepy Ning Ning wailed in her heart, "Well, what went wrong?"How did her injury heal so quickly?
"Knock knock."

Ning Ning rushed to the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her back, coughed a few times, "Come in."

The female servant walked in with the soup and saw that the quilt covering Ningning's body was too high. She became worried and said, "Girl, don't cover the injury, or it won't heal..."

Seeing that she couldn't pull anymore, the female servant softened her voice and coaxed Ning Ning, "Girl, don't be stubborn, it's still you who hurts."

Ning Ning raised her head pitifully and said with a cry: "Don't lift it, the medicine is very good, the pain is not much anymore."

"Okay, okay, don't lift it." The maid put the tray on the small table beside the bed and said warmly: "Girl, the soup and porridge are here. Remember to use them, okay?"

"Ah."

The room became quiet again.

Ning Ning opened the quilt and fanned the wind. The crystal clear sweat oozed out and slowly flowed into her waist. "Humph, Shaojiu, you are miserable, you will be miserable."

A dark, windy night is the best cover for action.Ning Ning was so agile that she climbed through the window and landed firmly on the ground. In the dim light, she touched the bathtub that could accommodate a hundred people. She took out the jade bottle placed close to her body, pulled out the stopper, and covered her mouth and nose, leaving no red powder behind. A little, all contributed to the bath.

The red light flashed suddenly, and she hurriedly hid behind the bead curtain, hugged her head, and said silently in her heart, you can't see me, you can't see me.

After a while, Ning Ning tentatively raised her head and plucked her messy hair. Seeing that no one appeared, she stood up with her chin pouting. Just as she was about to return the way she came, the beaded curtain moved automatically without wind, attracting her attention.

Looking around, Ning Ning tiptoed over, opened the bead curtain, and saw a corpse placed on a bed of blood jade, surrounded by flowers in full bloom, diluting the smell of blood in the air.

She took a closer look.

"Ning Ning", whose chest was rising and falling slightly, had lost all her blood, and looked like a real corpse. Her pupils were slightly shrunk, and her fingertips felt for the pulse in her neck. She was weak but there was something there anyway. She held her chin and stared at "Ning Ning" "Very confused.

No, she gave up her body, even if she was missing a trace of her soul, it wouldn't be like this, right?
"Whoa."

The sound of the bead curtains colliding startled the meditative Ning Ning. The footsteps getting closer and closer put her on the stove to roast her. Mad, when will she not come back? If she comes back at this time, God will kill her!
Ning Ning followed suit and hid on the beam, wishing she could shrink into a needle.

"Ning'er."

A soft call seemed to be in her ears. Ning Ning trembled in fright and moved in silently, not daring to raise her head at all for fear of bumping into bloody eyes.

"Ning'er, when I find the colorful glazed flower, I can wake you up. No matter whether you forgive me or not, I will be happy to do so."

Hold the grass, this is forcing her into a dead end!
Ning Ning covered her smooth forehead and made up her mind that she would never reveal her mark in front of Shaojiu's eyes, otherwise...she would feed her back.

The picture is unimaginable.

Ning Ning quietly poked her head out and saw Shaojiu kissing "Ning Ning"'s forehead. There was a warm touch on her forehead. She covered her forehead in panic. Her eyes were full of condemnation. "Ning Ning" couldn't move because of the incest. It’s too light!

The dagger with cold light cut through Shaojiu's wrist, and the blood spurted out dripped into "Ning Ning's" mouth. The smell of blood came again, and Ning Ning bit her fingers without tears.

Just say it!The source of the smell of blood is very suspicious. Shaojiu feeds "Ning Ning" with blood, and her behavior is very crazy. She must not expose the secret anyway.

But... the blood and scars on her wrists made Ning Ning feel heartbroken.

Is he a fool?If you nourish yourself with your own essence and blood, aren't you afraid of losing all your essence and blood?
Ning Ning's eyes were hot, and the dust fell from Shaojiu's eyes by accident. Her heart suddenly beat like a drum, she was so stupid, her secret was definitely exposed.

Just when she thought this, Shaojiu suddenly appeared behind her, pinched her neck with his big steel hands, and turned over the beam. With the dim light, Shaojiu saw her appearance clearly. She was the female envoy in the daytime. In his eyes, His disgust grew stronger, he increased his strength, and said in a vicious voice: "It seems that the lessons learned during the day have failed to make you remember. You dare to sneak into the palace in the middle of the night. You are very brave."

Ning Ning overflowed with physiological tears due to the fear of suffocation, pushing Shaojiu's hand, holding back her face until her face turned red, and her vision became increasingly blurry.

A beautiful figure broke through the door and knelt behind Shaojiu, as if saying something.

Shaojiu's mind flashed through her life. She was like a stranded fish, opening and closing her mouth helplessly. Mu Wan's face appeared in front of her eyes. She said hoarsely, "Senior sister."

The sticky and aggrieved tone struck Shaojiu's heart. He suddenly let go of his hand, took a few steps back like an electric shock, and cast a scrutinizing gaze on her. (End of chapter)