Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

Leng Yechen immediately rushed up with her fist clenched.

"Now, the sister-in-law's body is still very weak. If you give blood to you, how can you sustain it?"

"It's just a small cup, it will definitely not affect Miss Ye's body."

"Now it's a small cup, what should I do afterwards? If you ask for it every three times, what will you do?"

"That can only be said that Miss Ye had bad luck ..."

Uncle Jing's eyes were cold.

"We are now in the mysterious forest. This dangerous place, if you are not careful, you will encounter a powerful Warcraft. But we have spared a lot of manpower to protect you."

"If Miss Ye doesn't agree, then you can't guarantee your safety."

His tone was clearly threatening.

"you……"

Leng Yechen was furious.

He held his fist and wished to rush up to fight with the old guy.

"It's okay, Xiao Leng."

Ye Qingli said lightly.

"Not just a little blood, I can afford it."

"Oh, Miss Ye really understands what is right, and she knows what is the most sensible choice."

Uncle Jing praised a few words.

Then he took out a crystal cup.

Ye Qingli stretched out her wrist and stroked gently on it.

The blood quickly filled up half of the cup before the wound stopped.

With the outflow of blood, the rich aura immediately filled the entire tent.

Uncle Jing's face suddenly changed.

He took a deep breath.

This aura is really abundant.

Moreover, it also carried an inexplicable magic power.

He only took a sip and felt better than he had practiced for a few days.

"Thank you, Miss Ye."

Uncle Jing is holding the cup like a treasure.

"If the grandfather still asks for it in the future, please also ask Miss Ye not to refuse it. After all, we are both good.

There was a strong threat in the tone.

After he finished speaking, he turned away.

"by!"

Looking at his back, Leng Yechen gave a hard sip.

"What a shameless thing!"

"Sister-in-law, always go on like this, your body can't hold up."

"Yes."

Bei Tangjing also frowned.

"They are just trying it out today, and they will definitely put forth endless demands in the future."

"It's okay, let's go step by step."

Ye Qingli's eyes also flashed a cold light.

From small to large, she has not eaten such a loss.

"They will soon know that my blood is not so tasty."

Uncle Jing carefully held the cup and returned to the tent.

At this time, Gongsun Aotian was sitting at the table.

When he saw Uncle Jing coming back, he immediately asked: "Did that girl find anything unusual?"

In fact, the voice just now was just a play they did.

The purpose is to find an excuse for Ye Qingli to give his own blood.

"Oh, lord, you can rest assured."

"In the old slave's opinion, that girl is also a wise man. She knows where she is now. Even if we don't do this drama, she will donate blood. After all, the choice between life and death, who Will do it. "

"This is her blood?"

Gongsun Aotian took a deep breath.

"Yes, it really is Yuan Dan's breath."

"It's been just a few days. It's more intense than what I smelled before."

"It seems that the girl's meridian is indeed the best carrier to nourish Yuan Dan."