As he was talking about this, he suddenly remembered the blood-sucking incident yesterday, so he pursed his lips and said, "It seems that your blood is useful to Zhang Wenci. If you do this, you should replenish your body and feed her once every fifteenth of the month."

I don’t know how much blood Zhang Wenci will suck? If this is frequent, it is really as Feng Wurao said, what should I do if Gu Lingyu dies after her blood is exhausted? It’s better to have a little insurance once a month.

But here, when Gu Lingyu heard that his blood was useful, he became energetic: "Okay, then I will take care of my body now, and then feed her after I have recovered. You have found the method of cultivation and come to me again."

"Well! Remember, don't be too much at a time, you will lose your life if you have too much."

"Okay, I get it!"

After getting the method again, Gu Lingyu seemed to see a light of dawn in the endless darkness. Without Nalan Chunxue's support, she left.

Gu Lingsha was left sitting there blankly, and after a long sigh, "How could I have such a younger brother?"

"You can't blame him for this. He was trained and raised by your mother since childhood. The ideas he inputs are all the feudal etiquettes in the human world, so you can just try to open it!"

When Gu Lingsha heard this, he felt that Du Guan was a person who valued these things very much. Moreover, Gu Lingyu has been pampering since childhood and is a typical rich young man. When Zhang Wenci appeared, she was under her identity as a maid. How could Gu Lingyu, who had already become a entrenched in his thoughts on being a good match, so easily accept the truest thoughts in his heart?

"But fortunately, he still likes Zhang Wenci." Thinking of the boy's admission just now, Gu Lingsha always found a trace of balance in her heart.

Upon hearing this, Feng Wurao nodded: "It's not just like it, it should be that Zhang Wenci has occupied a very important position in his heart without realizing it, but he has never been willing to admit it."

"Well! When it comes to this, why do I feel so familiar?"

As soon as he talked about this, Gu Lingsha turned his gaze to the man in front of him: "Feng Wurao, you said, why did you suddenly say you like me when you were in Meiling? You said, are you the same as Gu Lingyu? You have always looked down on me and felt that I was not worthy of you, so you were unwilling to admit your feelings in your heart?"

Feng Wurao's forehead was covered in cold sweat!

The conscience of heaven and earth, is he because he doesn’t know if it’s good or not? What’s the right thing to do? Does Feng Wurao have these problems?

"Ah! I remembered that later, what you said to me in Qingxin Palace was that you just liked, and it had nothing to do with the rest! I understand, Feng Wurao, you must have despised me for being too young and not living like you, a 400-year-old palace-level summoner. So that's what it is!"

This is becoming more and more unreasonable!

Feng Wurao was extremely angry, dragged the woman over and leaned over to block her chattering mouth.

Gu Lingsha was stunned, then widened her two big dark eyes, stared at the man in front of her with anger, opened her mouth and bit her.

Soon, a fishy scent between her lips and teeth spread out. She was stunned for a moment, and then pushed the person away like a conditioned reflex: "Who told you to offend me is nothing to do with me."

After saying that, he seemed to have left the Lotus Hall as if he had escaped.

Feng Wurao stood there blankly, for a long time, brushing his fingers between his lips, and when his fingertips touched his skin, it was intact, his face suddenly turned pale a little.
Chapter completed!