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Chapter 99 Are you willing to let me drink your blood?

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    Jun Duyou stopped smiling, ignored her, turned around and walked out of the forest.

    The cold wind blew up his thin clothes. Jun Shiyue looked at the young man's thin and straight back, and his face flashed in his mind

    With a pale face and frail temperament, a person is alone, waiting for death to come.

    Jun Duyou and the original owner are actually quite similar. They are both lonely and helpless. They are very pitiful

    "Little bastard, stop!"

    Jun Shiyue's heart moved, and she suddenly called out to him, "Sister, maybe I can cure your disease!"

    In her previous life, she was not only an agent, but also a miracle doctor, proficient in Chinese and Western medicine.  She had read the case of the so-called congenital defective heart in an ancient book. Although she was not 100% sure, she could at least treat a dead horse as a live doctor!

    Jun Duyou stopped, turned around, and looked at her.

    After a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, you can indeed cure it."

    These words stunned Jun Shiyue.

    I couldn¡¯t help but ask him: ¡°How do you know?¡±

    To be honest, she is not sure whether it can be cured, she is just trying Why is Jun Duyou so sure?

    "Because to cure my disease, it's actually very simple, just drink the soulless blood."

    Jun Duyou said word for word: "It is the blood of people who were born without spiritual roots."

    Jun Shiyue was born without spiritual roots

    Jun Shiyue was stunned for a moment before she understood what he meant by "can cure".

    Jun Duyou's face was pale and quiet, and he stared at her motionless.

    Suddenly he raised the corners of his scarlet lips and said with a faint smile: "Good sister, are you willing to let me drink your blood?"

    "This" Jun Shiyue twitched his eyebrows: "To be honest, your request is a bit excessive"

    However, she still asked curiously: "How much do you need to drink to cure your disease?"

    Jun Duyou said: "One bowl."

    After a pause, he continued: "Of course, if you think it's too troublesome to put blood into the bowl"

    His eyes fell on Jun Shiyue's neck, his green pupils were enchanting, "It's okay for me to drink directly from your neck."

    Jun Shiyue's neck felt cold when he saw it, and she subconsciously reached out and touched it.  The young man was still waiting for her answer, with a trace of expectation and desire in his empty eyes.

    Jun Shiyue was touched by his expression. Saving one life was better than building a seven-level pagoda. She agreed by mistake: "Okay, if I can really save your life, sister, I will release a bowl of blood."  Can¡­¡­"

    Jun Duyou interrupted her: "One bowl every day, for a lifetime."

    "What did you say!?"

    Jun Shiyue's eyes suddenly widened.

    Jun Duyou said quietly: "I originally couldn't live to be sixteen, but if I can drink a bowl of my sister's blood every day, I can continue to live"

    "Then you'd better die."

    Jun Shiyue suffocated for a long time before spitting out these words.

    Isn¡¯t it a joke to drink a bowl of her blood every day?  Think of her as a blood bank!

    Jun Duyou: ""

    His eyes looked even more desolate, and he said sarcastically: "Since you don't want to, why did you pretend to be kind just now?"

    "My kindness has its limits!"

    Jun Shiyue was angry and reasoned with him: "It's okay to give you a drink of blood once, but if I give it to you every day, I will lose too much blood and I will die I will have no blood left after I die.  You won't survive either.

    It¡¯s better that you die alone and let me live well.  "

    After Jun Duyou listened, he sneered.

    "Do you really think you can live longer than me?"

    He glanced at the tomb next to him, where the magic mirror was buried, along with the spiritual consciousness of Emperor Shakya.

    After a while, he withdrew his gaze and said in a cryptic tone: "I can still live for one year, but it's hard to say whether you can survive until tomorrow morning." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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