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Chapter 11 Purple Blood

It's night.

The suburbs of Jianghai City are very quiet.

There are no large business districts near the Blue Hotel.

There are only a few small restaurants and convenience stores.

In Room 302 on the third floor of the hotel, the air is filled with the fragrance of instant noodles.

"Wang Xu, it will be delicious if the noodles are cooked a little harder."

Nie Xiaoyao took off his shoes and lay on the sofa.

The wind at night blew in from outside the window, causing the curtains to sway.

Nie Xiaoyao picked up the remote control on the coffee table and turned on the TV.

The local TV station in Jianghai City is broadcasting news about this bloody rain.

Wang Xu cooked three packs of instant noodles in the electric cooking pot in the room.

He picked up the bar with chopsticks, and after confirming that the degree of softness and rottenness was almost the same.

He poured instant noodles into two bowls, brought them to Nie Xiaoyao and said, "Eat."

Nie Xiaoyao pouted: "Wang Xu, I don't want this bowl, I want another bowl."

The bowl of noodles that Wang Xu gave Nie Xiaoyao is more.

He knew this girl's personality, and she was neither big nor small, but she always thought about him.

In helpless.

He re-divided the instant noodles.

This time, the quantity of two bowls of instant noodles is almost the same.

"Are you satisfied now?"

Wang Xu knocked Nie Xiaoyao on the head with chopsticks.

Nie Xiaoyao curled her lips. She knew that this was Wang Xu's concession, and it was impossible for Wang Xu to eat more.

She picked up the bowl and lowered her head to eat.

Wang Xu was indeed hungry, so he was eating instant noodles with chopsticks.

After Nie Xiaoyao finished instant noodles, hesitation and complexity flashed across her face. She said, "Wang Xu, there is something I want to tell you."

Seeing Nie Xiaoyao so serious, Wang Xu asked, "What's the matter?"

Nie Xiaoyao pursed his lips and said, "My blood has turned purple. Do you think I am an alien?"

Wang Xu touched Nie Xiaoyao's forehead with his right palm: "Don't have a fever! Why are you talking nonsense?"

He remembered it very clearly that Nie Xiaoyao's blood was definitely red.

Back then, Nie Xiaoyao kowtowed for him in the slums and asked for medicine, but he was bleeding from his head.

He will never forget.

Nie Xiaoyao walked down from the sofa barefoot and took a trash can next to him to Wang Xu.

On the white tissue that was kneaded into a ball of white, there was a bright purple color.

"Before, my right hand accidentally stroked the corner of the table." Nie Xiaoyao explained.

She spread her right hand, and a wound had already scabbed, and you could see that the scabbed wound was purple.

The table top of the table in the room is metal, and the edges are indeed a bit sharp.

From when did the blood in the little demon's body turn from red to purple?

Wang Xu frowned tightly.

Nie Xiaoyao poured herself a cup of hot water, and she held the glass in her left hand.

Wang Xu felt a chill, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

I saw a thin layer of ice on the surface of the glass, and the hot water inside was no longer steaming.

Seeing Nie Xiaoyao handing over the cup, Wang Xu quickly took it. Now the hot water in the cup has turned into ice water.

In the past, Nie Xiaoyao went to test his cultivation qualifications with him, but Nie Xiaoyao, like him, was judged that he would not be able to embark on the path of cultivation for life.

Why can the little demon possess the power of ice for no reason?

Is it related to her purple blood?

Wang Xu looked at Nie Xiaoyao.

The girl's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

It seems that just turned hot water into ice water consumed a lot of her energy.

"Little Demon, how far can you make the power of ice explode now?" Wang Xu asked.

Nie Xiaoyao replied: "It is my limit to turn a cup of hot water into ice water."

Wang Xu nodded and fell into deep thought.

A report about ancient corpses is being broadcast on the TV news.

Although the senior executives of Jianghai City were helpless about this ancient corpse, they wanted to learn as much about this ancient corpse as possible.

They used drones to shoot at high altitudes and pulled the shot to the closest.

Now that the matter about ancient corpses has spread throughout the city, they simply stopped hiding from the public.

Wang Xu was attracted by the pictures on the TV and he escaped from deep thoughts.

The dried ancient corpse was slowly becoming fuller.

A purple liquid was seeping out of his body.

This made Wang Xu have a series of associations in an instant. Nie Xiaoyao, who was standing beside him, quietly did not speak, and her eyes were also staring at the scene on the TV.

"According to the speculation of relevant experts, this ancient corpse may have come from outer space, and the purple liquid that penetrated from his body may be his blood."

The female host on TV has a crisp voice.

Wang Xu and Nie Xiaoyao were unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

The ancient corpse on the TV screen is now in a state of closed eyes.

Time passes by every second.

Wang Xu finally came back to his senses and turned off the TV.

The room was in silence.

After a few minutes.

Nie Xiaoyao, who was curling his body and sitting on the sofa, spoke in a low voice: "Wang Xu, if I were an alien, would you leave me?"

Wang Xu stood up and sat down next to Nie Xiaoyao. He pinched Nie Xiaoyao's nose: "What are you talking about?"

"Do you think I'll leave you?"

Nie Xiaoyao shook his head and said, "Men are fickle animals. Who knows if you will leave me in the future."

Wang Xu asked with a serious look on his face: "No one else knows about your Zixue and your possession of the power of ice, right?"

Nie Xiaoyao nodded.

Wang Xu breathed a sigh of relief: "The changes in your body must be kept confidential. Don't show your ice power outside in the future."

Once targeted by the relevant departments, things may become very bad.

Nowadays, many people are very interested in the ancient corpse. If they know that Nie Xiaoyao's blood is as purple as the ancient corpse.

Some forces will arrest Nie Xiaoyao at all costs for research.

"Stay good rest tonight and don't think about it."

“As long as we keep a low profile, we won’t be noticed.”

"In the past, we could live outside the city, but now we are back in the city, and our lives will only get better and better in the future."

Wang Xu's room was arranged next to Nie Xiaoyao.

He wanted to go back to his room to rest.

Nie Xiaoyao grabbed Wang Xu's arm: "Tonight you sleep on the sofa, I'll sleep on the bed, I want to chat with you."

Wang Xu could feel the girl's inner uneasiness.

He nodded and agreed.

Nie Xiaoyao walked barefoot to the bed.

After Wang Xu turned off the lights, he lay down on the sofa.

Nie Xiaoyao talked to Wang Xu without a word.

All of them talk about things in the slums.

After about twenty minutes, Nie Xiaoyao's breathing became even and she entered sleep.

Wang Xu looked at the moon in the night sky outside the window.

Before this, he just wanted to live with Nie Xiaoyao in this troubled times.

Of course, it is better to be able to live a more nourishing life.

But now he is a little confused about the future.

He kept asking himself in his heart, if the secret of the little demon is discovered in the future, can he protect the little demon?

At this moment, he longed to become stronger.
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