Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 697 New Year's Eve
In the basement of the villa, Li Ruyun swiped lightly on the palm of her left hand with her index finger.

The nails were like sharp knives, and a bloodstain immediately appeared on the palm of his hand.

A drop of red liquid fell to the ground.

Li Ruyun raised her bleeding hand in the air, facing the half-shorted white candle.

The blood dripped on the candle, making a crackling sound, and the strong bloody smell immediately spread in the basement.

Against the backdrop of the candlelight, Li Ruyun's cheeks were illuminated from bottom to top, appearing a bit gloomy.

A pair of eyes also added a little blood red.

Through her blood, Li Ruyun has already thoroughly sensed Yue Qingqing's luck.

It seems to be rendered by the rising sun into layers of warm-colored clouds, boundless, which makes people feel warm and joyful for no reason.

She didn't expect Yue Qingqing's fortune to be so prosperous.

It was completely different from Li Ruyu's back then.

But from now on, it's all hers.

The greed in Li Ruyun's eyes was fleeting, and she clenched her fists with a smile on her face, and her blood-dripping palm was tightly grasped.

At this moment, Yue Qingqing from Daye Village felt Li Ruyun's spell, and gently placed her palm on the left chest and heart.

"Qingqing, what's the matter?" Yue Xiaofang noticed the strangeness of her niece, and immediately asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Yue Qingqing shook her head, "It's okay, I'm a little full."

While speaking, the abundant aura around her body sank into her chest along her fingertips.

The mutton fat jade that has always been carried is like a reservoir opening, and the spiritual energy stored in the past pours out, enveloping Yue Qingqing in an endless stream.

"Goodbye."

Yue Qingqing muttered in her heart, and her aura turned into a sharp dagger, severely cutting off the blood bond between the two.

"puff!"

Li Ruyun in the basement spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground on her back as if someone had kicked her heart hard.

The tiny blood droplets remaining in the air splashed and fell on the face again, making Li Ruyun's face half red.

The candles were suddenly extinguished, and the basement returned to darkness.

The deep pain spread all over her body, Li Ruyun felt that she lost all strength to even move her fingers.

It was like being stuffed into a meat grinder, smashed to pieces by a few rows of sharp iron pieces, and then spit out, leaving only a pool of lifeless minced meat.

She had finally cultivated it in the past few years, and all the cultivation bases she had borrowed from Li Ruyu's luck were almost abolished overnight.

She could clearly feel something being ripped from her.

why--

how so--

All the spiritual energy leaked from the dilapidated body, leaving only the resentment still floating, but it brought severe pain.

Li Ruyun closed her eyes and passed out.

Li Ruyu heard something coming from the basement, but she huddled on the sofa and didn't dare to move, let alone going down to check.

Yue Qingqing looked down at her hands.

With the help of Li Ruyun's Xiexiu ability just now, she has cut off the last trace of the bond between the two bloodlines.

Of course, it also includes those with his biological parents and Li Ruyu.

From then on, she has nothing to do with that side, and the fate of those people has nothing to do with her.

Yue Qingqing let out a long breath, as if she had done something she had wanted to do for a long time, her whole body became lighter.

The sound of firecrackers sounded outside from time to time, and the house was harmonious and harmonious.

The family was discussing the sketch that had just ended, and Yue Xiaohu learned a few lines in a decent manner, which made the family laugh uncontrollably.

Yue Jiannan exclaimed, "That kid is also going to the Spring Festival Gala this year."

Naturally, he was talking about Yue Qingqing's little brother who grew from a child star to a real big star.

On the TV, Gong Qi Ming was singing a popular song with a relaxed atmosphere, and his natural peach blossom eyes were dazzling.

Seeing the much-anticipated appearance on the stage, who can imagine his appearance in private.

At this moment, Yue Qingqing's cell phone rang.

Looking at the familiar number, Yue Qingqing's brows were curved, and there was a little softness in her deer-like eyes.

"Brother Jiang, happy new year."

Jiang Jingze's voice seemed to be filled with irresistible tenderness, like a little fluffy brush gently sweeping over the pinnae.

It brought a series of numbness for no reason.

"Qingqing, Happy New Year."

"Also—do you want to go out and have a look?"

(End of this chapter)