After wearing the book, the male lead always wants to kill me

Chapter 18
To live up to something obedient, he stood up, raising a bony hand.As soon as he clenched his fist again, Lingyan, who had just walked a few steps, was suddenly pulled back by an invisible force.

After struggling for a few movements, she had already arrived at the center of the hall, and had a face-to-face meeting with Ling Wuyan who was above the hall.

The corner of Ling Wuyan's mouth had already put away his smile, and he looked at her calmly.

Lingyan's heart was hanging high, and he said anxiously, "Master Mozun... what's the matter?"

"Take blood."

Those two short words made Lingyan start to feel dizzy.

Before Ling Wuyan acted, she hurriedly said: "Master Mozun, do you know that mortals will die if they lose too much blood? If a person draws more than 400cc of blood, it is easy to cause shock! I was injured or bitten in the past two days. It's reached its limit!"

If she smoked any more, she might end up lying down.

Ling Wuyan frowned slightly, not quite understanding what 400cc and shock were.

Lingyan explained: "What I mean is...please trouble Master Mozun to take blood when my body recovers, or take less blood in the future, otherwise my weak body may not be able to hold on."

"Weak?"

Ling Wuyan repeated the word, nodded in agreement, and said, "Indeed."

Hearing this, Lingyan breathed a sigh of relief.

As expected of the male number two with tens of millions of fans, he is quite sympathetic.

As soon as this thought flashed in his mind, Lingyan felt a sudden pain in the palm of his hand, and the bright red blood dripped down from the scratch on the palm of his hand, and condensed in mid-air.

"..."

Someone on the high platform said: "This deity has his own measure, and he cannot die."

Lingyan's hands are bleeding!The heart is roaring!
Standing on the spot without saying a word, watching Ling Wuyan take the blood, she pitifully took out her handkerchief and wrapped up the wound on her palm.

After wrapping up the wound, she saw a pair of black boots appearing in front of her eyes. When she looked up, Ling Wuyan had already walked down from the high platform and came to her.

Ling Wuyan was a head taller than her, and Lingyan was a little uncomfortable with his strong demonic aura and strong pressure, so he took a half step back.

Ling Wuyan put the blood into his sleeve, lowered his eyes to see her movement, paused, took out something from the other sleeve and handed it in front of her.

The bony fingers hold a bright red fruit, the same as the fruit she ate yesterday.The bright color is about to drip, and it is sweet and delicious taste at a glance.

But at this time, just after taking the blood, Lingyan associated the bright red color of the fruit with her own blood, making her limbs cold.

"Take it."

Seeing that she was staring at the fruit without moving, Ling Wuyan ordered.

Only then did Lingyan reach out his hand, taking care not to touch Ling Wuyan, and took the fruit.

She kept her eyebrows lowered, and her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, making it impossible to see her expression clearly.

Ling Wuyan didn't have the intention to delve into it, and after giving the fruit, he left the hall.

Lingyan held the fruit given by Lord Mozun himself, even though she was already hungry, she held back and didn't eat it.

Put the fruit in the purse that you carry, just enough to fill the bag.

After slapping him and giving him a candied date, he always felt that the fruit would not taste good after eating.

Mo Yu and Xiao Snake agreed to find food for her, Lingyan kept the fruit first, and then walked to the yard where she lived.

Maybe it was because of the pity of heaven, the moment she pushed open the door, the previous depression was suddenly swept away!The great joy made her laugh and shout: "Little snake! Moyu! You are amazing!"

In a short period of time, the house has a new look.

(End of this chapter)