Di Qianjue smiled evilly, like a devil, "And once you drink my blood, you will become addicted and you will never be able to quit..."
This was like a demonic whisper, echoing in my ears.
Ling Xuewei staggered slightly, and some sporadic pictures flashed through her mind. In the pictures, she was frantically sucking Di Qianjue's blood, her eyes were empty, her expression was in a trance, and there was blood slipping from the corner of her mouth, dark red and strange.
She was like a person who had been thirsty for a long time and walked in the desert. Suddenly she saw an oasis and could only rely on instinct to crazily absorb the sweet rain.
After absorbing enough, she also passed out. When she woke up again, she had forgotten the memory.
It's been like this several times.
Ling Xuewei still remembered that during those days of being imprisoned, she felt weak, inexplicably hot, restless from time to time... and even became manic.
Why does she always have a strange feeling every time she sees Di Qianjue?
Seems to be longing for something...
The details that were originally ignored were all connected with great clarity at this moment! It turned out that she was poisoned! It was she who took the initiative to suck his blood!
"Woo!"
Ling Xuewei suddenly covered her mouth, a feeling of nausea came out, and she couldn't help but retching.
Tears welled up.
As if she couldn't accept the reality, Ling Xuewei's whole body was shaky. What she couldn't accept the most was that she actively desired his blood.
Before, she had been speaking loudly about how she hated Di Qianjue, but then she turned around and now had to rely on his blood to survive.
Oh, how ironic.
Ling Xuewei covered her face and laughed softly.
But I smiled and cried.
Di Qianjue was startled and stared at her silently weeping face.
I don’t know why, but it’s like I’m frozen in place. My heart feels like it’s been hit hard by something!
So when Ye Moyan's offensive arrived, he didn't react at all, and his whole person was swept away!
Ye Moyan's cold eyes were burning with fire that could burn everything.
Eternity flew out and turned into a dazzling light, breaking through the sky.
Then, it turned into countless bright lights and dispersed in all directions little by little.
"Broken wand."
As the light spots scattered, the black hole in the sky gradually shrank, as if it had been purified, and finally disappeared into the sky.
boom!
With this sound, the vortex disappears and the suction force is gone!
The demon Kun roared with unwillingness and anger, but in the end he disappeared.
…
Ye Moyan hugged Ling Xuewei and slowly landed on the ground. The person in his arms looked pale and fragile, as if he would faint in the next second.
"master!"
He Luan ran towards him and looked into his arms, "Madam, this is..."
Ye Moyan carried Ling Xuewei to the foot of the tree, and He Luan followed. He watched as the master took off his robe and put it on his wife, then gently placed her under the tree.
"Master, are you injured?"
He Luan exclaimed, because the previous coat was ink-colored, so there was almost nothing visible. It was not until he removed the coat that He Luan discovered that his master's inner coat had been soaked in blood!
Ling Xuewei reacted when she heard that he was injured.
She slowly raised her head and looked steadily at Ye Moyan.
Ye Moyan knelt down in front of her and wiped the blood stains on her face with his clean sleeves.
"Fool, what are you afraid of?"
Ye Moyan's tone of voice was so gentle that Ling Xuewei wanted to cry. Her eyes were filled with tears. Looking at that extremely handsome face, she felt as if she had lived in another world.
They were separated for fourteen days, but these fourteen days were so long to her. She was so worried that she would not be able to see him, and that something would happen to him... But why did she just see him...
Thinking of the injury on Ye Moyan's hand, the corpse poison, and Di Qianjue's words, Ling Xuewei felt her temples twitch...
Snap!
"Ah, it hurts..."
Ling Xuewei covered her forehead that was hit by Ye Moyan and looked at him with a frown.
Ye Moyan seemed to see through her thoughts, "Still thinking wildly, huh?"
Ling Xuewei rubbed her head and lowered her eyes.
Ye Moyan sighed and touched her face, "Why are you always so disobedient? Wei'er, don't worry me anymore."
Staring at each other for a long time.
Suddenly, a burst of footsteps came.
Ling Xuewei turned her head and saw Di Qianjue walking not far away. Her body suddenly tensed up!
"It's quite tender."
Di Qianjue mocked, Ye Moyan stood up and waved her hand, a layer of light enveloped her body.
"Ayan, what are you doing?"
Ling Xuewei slapped the light screen, but to no avail.
At this time, Ling Xuewei saw a pool of blood on the ground where Ye Moyan was just now, and the scarlet blood stung her eyes!
Was Ye Moyan so seriously injured?
"Ye Moyan, stop fighting! You're injured! Can we get out of here?"
"Is this distressing?"
"What on earth do you want?!" Ling Xuewei's eyes were red, and her heart seemed to be blocked by something that made it hard for her to breathe, and she was about to collapse.
"Follow me."
Ye Moyan has appeared forever, "Don't think about it."
"Oh, you forgot what I said so quickly? Her current body needs to drink blood every two days. Without me, she will die of pain. Are you sure you want to take her away?"
Ye Moyan's tense heartstrings were broken, and he stepped forward and punched him fiercely in the face!
There is no use for eternity.
But use your fists!
It seems that he wants to vent out all the anger and murderous intention that he has been holding back!
Within a few moments, Di Qianjue's face was covered with blood.
But Di Qianjue did not fight back.
"Afraid? Angry? Want to kill me? If you kill me, she will die too."
Ye Moyan clenched his fist tightly and stopped in front of his face.
"How long has it been? Haven't you seen such a rude side of our Majesty the Night Emperor? I thought that after all these years, you would have been calm and content with honor and disgrace, and nothing would be able to shake you."
"You are still the same as before."
The sound of flames in the night is like frost.
"Nothing has changed at all."
"There's nothing you can do about it, it's hard to change your nature."
"Come at me if you have any questions."
"Attacking you? Hahaha, you still don't understand? The wise and mighty Emperor of the Night, the reason why we are like this is all because of her."
Ling Xuewei's eyes narrowed.
"Or do you deliberately don't want to understand?"
Di Qianjue narrowed his eyes, "We are rivals. Over the years, whether in Middle Earth or in the God Realm, I am the one who knows you best. I know very well what you are thinking. Because we are... so similar.
It's impossible for you not to see how much I feel about her."
"At the beginning, even I was belatedly aware and thought that I was just interested in her for a while. So at that time, I helped you. But later I discovered that the beauty of adulthood is not what my Emperor Qianjue's character wants.
I must get my hands on something, whether it’s this world or...her."
Those silver eyes were extremely deep. When he stared at someone seriously, he was like a leopard locking its prey, full of oppression.
Ling Xuewei stood on her head with hair on her back, feeling stiff all over and unable to move.
"So, we are destined to be unable to shake hands and make peace. As long as she is around, one of us will have to die."
