little flower care

Chapter 4 A Drop of Drought Blood Essence
Yang Heng gradually opened his eyes, seeing this indescribably beautiful face close at hand, he opened his eyes wide, a little dazed.

"You go, leave me alone!" Yang Heng rolled his eyes away, his blood-stained faces really didn't want to face her.

For any man, being beaten in front of a woman is a very humiliating thing.What's more, Yang Heng was so humiliated that he couldn't hold his head up at all.

The silver-haired girl's mouth curled up, her expression a little stiff.

Yang Heng was stunned for a moment, feeling a gust of fragrant wind blowing by. The silver-haired girl lay on top of him, her soft silver hair slid across his face, and she tilted her head to bite his neck, accompanied by a tingling sensation.

The two of them were almost stuck together, and those who didn't know it thought that a young couple was in heat.

"Eh?" Yang Heng felt the softness of the girl's chest, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He was also a first-timer, and immediately had a physiological reaction, and a certain part of his body swelled rapidly.

The silver-haired girl stood up, her face was still as cold as ice, but there was a ripple in her eyes.

"A drop of Hanba's essence blood is cheap for you, and you will repay me in the future." The silver-haired girl pressed Yang Heng's arm with her small hand.

"Ah!!!" With a heart-piercing scream, Yang Heng's arm released a dazzling golden light, which hurt like a knife, and for a moment he had the illusion that his hand was broken.

In an instant, the pain disappeared, Yang Heng opened his eyes, and the silver-haired girl had disappeared.

"This! What is this!" There was a black crescent-shaped ornament on his arm, which was still glowing with gray light. Yang Heng jumped up in fright.

"She...is she a human or a ghost!" Yang Heng felt a chill behind his back.

After a few seconds, Yang Heng, who was still in shock, realized that he had stood up. Ming suffered such a serious injury, logically speaking, he didn't have the strength to stand up at all.

Not only was he able to stand up, but he could also move his hands and feet freely. The injury slowly disappeared, and a surge of strength surged from his whole body. It felt like he had taken a stimulant.

Subconsciously swung his right fist, the strength was much stronger than usual.Ming is really strange!

Yang Heng was stunned for a while, could it be that the girl's bite caused his body to change?Like in the novel, what ability did you suddenly gain?
Although this kind of thinking is a bit ridiculous, he does feel that his body has indeed changed, his strength has definitely increased a lot, and the injuries on his body are miraculously recovering, and the recovery is extremely fast.

Yang Heng is not stupid. This ability must have been given to him by the silver-haired girl. Looking carefully at the black lines on his arm, he was extremely surprised. Who is that girl?Is it a human or a ghost?Why help him?
My mind was in a mess, and I couldn't figure it out, so I simply stopped thinking about it.

Yang Heng is full of one thought at the moment, that is to rush into Ye Jiaren's bar and beat the man in suit who stepped on his face until he feels good!

humiliation!He couldn't wait to vent!Clenching his fists, he almost ran towards Ye Jiaren.

After some struggle, in the end, rationality prevailed over anger.

What it means to rush into the bar at this moment, I know very well.The other party has many people, even if his body becomes stronger, he will definitely be the one who will be unlucky in the end, maybe even half of his life will be taken.

For those bastards, beating disabled people is not a problem!
This hatred must be hugged!But now his own strength is not enough, this body has not been fully understood, just acquired new abilities, Yang Heng does not want to become disabled.

"One day!" Yang Heng snorted coldly, gnashing his teeth.

Throwing away the blood-stained tattered shirt, shirtless, and blood stains all over the skin, but the injury has basically healed.

Facing the cold wind, this body doesn't feel at all, is it really different?
Looking at the watch in his hand, it was past ten o'clock in the evening, and there were few pedestrians on the street.

Yang Heng's house is in a dilapidated alley in the vegetable market, and the dilapidated ones don't look like a place where people live.

With seven turns and eight turns, he walked into the alley of the vegetable market.

The dim streetlights made people dizzy. While walking, two young men, one fat and one thin, suddenly appeared in the narrow aisle in front of them, with cigarettes in their mouths, looking foolish, blocking Yang Heng's way...

(End of this chapter)