And the blood slowly lay down from the woman's neck, along the collarbone, to the chest.

The woman did not scream or shout.

She just called in a trembling whisper.

"Lord, master, save me...Master, if you don't come, I will die..."

After a while, a sneer appeared at the end of the alley.

Then a person stepped into the alley.

It's Qiong Qi.

Qiong Qi walked to the woman's side unhurriedly.

He leaned down and looked at the wound on the woman's neck and the blood stains running down from the top.

The blood stains made him very excited. Instead of rushing to stop the woman's bleeding, he took a deep breath into the woman's neck.

Then his tongue licked the uninjured side of the woman's neck.

If you look closely, you can still vaguely see traces of bites during the day.

At this time, the woman was shaking even more violently.

"Master, master, if you bite me again, I might really die. Please, let me go. I can do other things for you."

Qiong Qi sneered.

He didn't pay any attention to what she said.

He just pressed it against the skin of her neck, said a word lightly, and then bit it without hesitation.

"Then you, just die."

A few minutes later, the woman's shriveled body was left on the spot.

Qiong Qi wiped her lips, stopped looking at the female corpse on the ground, turned into a ray of light, and left the place.

After Yazi left, he drank and walked towards the small building of the Divine Medicine Association based on his breath.

He drank heavily from the wine in his hand, shaking his head as he walked, feeling puzzled for a while.

How can the wine in this human world be so intoxicating?

It shouldn't be.

But as the wine got stronger, I stopped thinking about it. After a while, the bottle in my hand was empty.

He frowned and looked at the empty bottle in his hand.

I turned around and went into the nearest 24-hour convenience store that was still open.

He put the bottle on the counter and asked the clerk.

Do you have this wine?

The clerk saw that Yazi was handsome and kept away from strangers.

I couldn't help but shudder.

"Yes, yes!"

The clerk took out a bottle of identical wine from the wall compartment behind him and placed it in front of Yazi.

Then he asked softly

"First, sir, WeChat or Alipay? Pay back in cash?"

Yazi frowned, as if he didn't have these three things.

Just when the clerk thought that he was not going to pay for it and reached out to take away the wine in front of him, Yazi held down the bottle.

He dug around in his pocket, and then placed a golden object on the table.

This should be enough, and then wait for the clerk's reaction.

I picked up the bottle of wine and walked out of the convenience store.

But in the convenience store, the clerk looked at Kuaijin Pimple and was completely confused.

If this is true, then not only is it enough, but it is many times more.

Yazi opened the wine bottle while walking around, and then took another sip, but then he wrinkled up.

"Bah, fake!"

It tastes completely different from the wine just now.

Of course it was different. The previous drink was specially prepared for him by Qiong Qi, and it was very strong.

If it were suddenly replaced by real wine, he would definitely feel it was very bland.

Yazi looked at the wine bottle in his hand angrily, and then accidentally fell it into the grass on the roadside.

I originally thought about going back to the clerk to settle the bill.

Lying on the ground at this moment, I felt like I didn't want to get up.

He closed his eyes to empty his mind and think about what happened during the day.

I'm still thinking whether he is too unkind to his brother, maybe he really needs to explain something to himself.

Thinking of this, he frowned. Maybe he could explain it at the annual meeting of gods and monsters tomorrow.

Yazi thought about it, and most of the annoyance in her heart disappeared.

"Sir, how are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why are you lying here? It's too cold here. It's the dead of winter. Please get up quickly so you don't catch a cold."

A gentle voice sounded from the top of Yazi's head.

This is a woman still wearing a chef's uniform.

He looks about twenty-seven or eighty years old.

Before Yazi could react, the woman saw Yazi motionless and stepped forward without any hesitation to help Yazi up.

Yazi is actually quite heavy.

But he just stood there silently and let the woman help her up.

The woman's body had a strong smell of oily smoke, which might cause others to stay away if they smelled it. But at this moment, the drunken Yazi's eyes felt like the smell of exquisite dishes.

I don’t know what dish this woman cooked last.

It smells sour and sweet.

Yazi suddenly sobered up.

He still didn't speak.

The woman helped Yazi to the seat beside her.

"Take it easy, you're so drunk. Why did you drink so much at night? Hey, you're not a bad person, are you? A bastard on the street? I'm telling you, don't do anything to me.

I have learned a little bit of Taekwondo, if you attack me, I will kick you."

The woman's voice is gentle and delicate, and even when she speaks harsh words, one cannot think of her as tough.

Yazi smiled softly.

"Why are you laughing?"

the woman sitting next to her asked.

"If you are a bad guy, you are the one lying on the ground right now. Why are you helping me when you know there are bad guys at night?"

Yazi turned his head and looked at the woman seriously.

The woman looked at Yazi in surprise.

This guy actually looks quite fierce.

Talking about it makes people's scalp numb even more.

But someone who can say such things is definitely not a bad person.

The woman nodded secretly.

But the woman didn't know that if he hadn't met her, the first thing Yazi would have done when he got up was to chop up the clerk who lied to him.

"The New Year is approaching, and it's not easy for anyone. If you drink like this, you must have not made much money this year, right? Me too. Being a chef is tiring and hurtful. I soak in oil fumes all day long, and my lungs are not very good.

Okay. When will the last table of guests leave and when will I be able to get off work? I smell like oil smoke every day and can’t even find my partner. What about you? What do you do?”

Yazi was stunned, he didn't know what he did.

"I didn't do anything. I just wandered around all day. I don't think your smell is bad. It's a bit sour and sweet, and it's quite fragrant."

When the woman heard this, she smelled her clothes carefully and found that it had a sour and sweet smell.

"Hahaha, maybe the last dish I made was sweet and sour fish? It smelled of it when it was boiled, so it's really a coincidence that you bumped into me today. Most of the time, I have a pungent chili flavor.

Okay, let’s stop chatting. It’s so late and it’s time for me to go home and rest. Have you left? Do you want me to give you a ride?”

Yazi was stunned and blurted out.

"Is it convenient?"

"What's the inconvenience? It's already this time anyway."

The woman held up Yazi's arm and walked slowly in the direction Yazi pointed. Yazi didn't stop until she got near the small building of the Gods and Demons Association.

"Don't help others casually on the road in the middle of the night from now on. It's very dangerous."

Yazi told the woman.

"Hey, I'm also a fallen person from the end of the world. If I can help, I'll help. Otherwise, I wouldn't have picked you up, right?"

Then the woman turned around and left without even leaving her name.

He acted like he was doing good deeds without leaving his name, and he didn't worry about whether he would meet again in the future.
Chapter completed!