Upon hearing this, Mu Jiuer's face changed drastically and she was about to rush to Maha.

Maha hurriedly protected the medicine bowl in his hand, raised three fingers as if swearing, and screamed: "No, no, no, I was wrong. I just played with you. I didn't even touch your baby Red Lotus, let alone cooked it. I finally got this medicine. Don't spill it!"

That being said, I felt even more indignant. The blood-breaking lotus and the blood of his wolf king are important?!

Humph, if it is not for other purposes, he insists on feeding the blood lotus to the dog!

Seeing Mu Jiuer glaring at her angrily, Maha hurriedly held back her mind and picked up the bowl of soup for Mu Jiuer to drink: "Hurry, if you drink it, it will be useless if it is cold."

As he said that, he fed Mu Jiuer with a spoon.

With just one mouthful, Mu Jiuer's expression changed. No matter how Maha feeds her, she never opens her mouth.

"Hey, I, the wolf king, serve you, don't forget it! I stopped drinking it in one gulp? You know this bowl of medicine-"

"What is this?" Mu Jiuer interrupted Maha's words.

Maha lies without any guilt, and answers with great integrity: "Medical!"

How could the medicine smell bloody?

Mu Jiuer didn't defend him and grabbed his wrist. Perhaps this action was so scared that Maha's hand shook, and a few drops of blood in the bowl sprinkled out, and a red and enchanting crabapple flower dripped on the brocade quilt.

Pulling off the sleeves, a ten-inch-long hole was exposed to Mu Jiuer's gaze.

Maha shrank his hand guiltily.

"Don't look..."

"How did you do this?"

"I accidentally scratched..."

Mu Jiuer held his wrist and glared at him: "You still want to lie to me until now!"

Maha's mouth was pouting, and his handsome face was filled with gloom and grievance. He lowered his head without saying a word, and did not dare to look at Mu Jiuer's expression.

Mu Jiuer was fed a medicine, and only his blood could control the attack of the poison. Now Mu Jiuer is exhausted. If he didn't use his blood to hang, he wouldn't have lived for three days!

"What are you doing! Are you trying to prove how great you are? How much blood do you have to feed me a bowl by bowl!"

"If you don't drink it, you will die!"

"Take this bowl of blood out, I would rather die than drink your blood!"

Mu Jiuer's attitude made Maha very angry. He kindly used his precious essence and blood to feed her soul. She was so cruel to him if she didn't appreciate it!

Maha angrily smashed the bowl in his hand to the ground. With a "bang", the bowl of medicine was smashed and there was a blood stain on the ground.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air. Maha raised his eyes and red bloodshots covered his eyes. He raised his head proudly and left a sentence: "I am crazy, you will let you ruin me like this! Although you are my master, I also have dignity!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the bamboo house.

Mu Jiuer held the brocade quilt and firmly thought about it. She could not become a blood-sucking monster. She could not suck Maha's blood to survive!

Maha walked out of the bamboo house and entered the bamboo forest behind, and frantically hit the bamboo with his fist as if he was venting. The straight and tough bamboo was beaten crooked by him. When he calmed down, he cut open the wound on his wrist with a knife, squeezed out half a bowl of blood and sent a servant to Mu Jiuer's room in the evening.

As expected, Mu Jiuer, the blood that had been brought in, retreated back intact.

Mu Jiuer didn't drink another drop of blood for two consecutive days, and her body was even weaker.
Chapter completed!