nyslfriends Chapter 35 Human Blood Pack?!
Chapter 35 Human Blood Pack?!
The courtyard gate is old and the walls are mottled, just like the surrounding houses.
But Zhao Xiaoqi stood in front of the door as if facing a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, her body trembling slightly, her face a mixture of fear and hesitation.
Finally, as if he had made a great decision, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
squeak-
The courtyard gate opened a crack, and a person walked out.
When Xiaoqi saw this person, her face turned even paler, and she even subconsciously took a small step back.
far away.
"That is..." Jiang Qi frowned immediately.
"Master Liu from Zuixianlou?"
The person who first brought Xiao Qi to Zuixianlou was the one who introduced her to the water shop. She worked as a handyman for a while, but later, because it was a temporary job, she left Zuixianlou.
Several months have passed since then.
......
"I...I've met Master Liu." Xiao Qi's voice was hoarse.
"Why are you so late?" Master Liu asked impatiently, glancing at both ends of the alley before hissing, "What are you dawdling for? Come in now!"
Xiao Qi lowered her head and slipped into the courtyard.
The courtyard gate was then closed, isolating the inside from the outside.
Jiang Qi was filled with doubts and was about to move closer to see if he could hear anything.
Footsteps could be heard again from the other end of the alley!
Three figures walked straight to the front of the courtyard.
The leader was a round, plump man with a smile on his face.
To his left and right were two young men dressed in tight-fitting clothes, exuding a deep and powerful aura.
"Liu Ying, Chen Feng, Feng Heng?!" Jiang Qi's gaze sharpened instantly.
How did these three end up together?
And it seems they also want to go into that courtyard!
"Brother Liu, what's the good food tonight?" Feng Heng asked with a grin as he stood at the door.
Liu Ying's face darkened, and she lowered her voice to reprimand, "How many times have I told you! Don't say anything before you're inside!"
Feng Heng's smile froze, and he awkwardly shut his mouth.
Chen Feng, standing to the side, kept a straight face throughout, but his gaze toward Feng Heng held a hint of sneer.
Liu Ying gently knocked on the door, and the gate opened again. It was still Master Liu. He nodded when he saw Liu Ying, stepped aside to let the three of them in, and then closed the door tightly again.
The alleyway returned to silence.
Jiang Qi was hidden in the darkness, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
"Master Liu of Zuixianlou... Liu Ying of the martial arts school's kitchen... cook..."
"Xiao Qi... Chen Feng... Feng Heng..."
......
Inside the courtyard, there is a room.
The air was filled with a strange smell of cheap incense and a faint stench of blood.
Zhao Xiaoqi's face was as pale as paper. She sat on a chair with her left sleeve rolled up, revealing her arm.
Bright red liquid was flowing from his wrist.
Master Liu of Zuixianlou was using a vessel to catch the fresh blood.
Fresh blood dripped and collected at the bottom of the vessel, gradually forming a layer of glaring crimson.
Xiao Qi gritted his teeth, cold sweat beading on his forehead, his body trembling slightly from blood loss, but deep in his eyes burned a suppressed flame.
The curtains of the inner room were lowered, and a Taoist figure could be vaguely seen sitting inside, his eyes slightly closed, as if he were resting.
On the coffee table next to it, a long, sheathed sword lay casually, its hilt ornately decorated and exuding a chilling aura.
After receiving most of the vessels, Master Liu ignored Xiao Qi, held the blood in his hands, bent over, and carefully lifted the curtain to enter the inner room as if he were holding a rare treasure.
"Master Gong, the blood from the body of the child born at 3:45 PM is ready." Master Liu handed over the blood with a fawning expression.
Gong Ang slowly opened his eyes, his narrow eyes revealing a coldness. He glanced at the bowl of blood indifferently and said, "If you delay the next time you draw blood... I'll cripple one of your arms."
"Yes, yes, yes! I wouldn't dare! Absolutely not!" Master Liu trembled with fear and quickly assured him.
Gong Ang remained expressionless, took out a dark red pill, and casually tossed it aside: "Drink fresh blood for seven days, then take this Blood Burning Pill, and you will be able to break through to the mid-stage of the Blood Refining Realm."
Master Liu's eyes lit up with ecstatic joy, and he knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly: "Thank you, Master Gong! Thank you for your great kindness, young master! I will serve you to the death!"
Gong Ang waved his hand impatiently, then took the blood and left the house.
"Chen Zi's body is perfectly balanced, with all meridians open and undiminished, and his blood is exceptionally pure and nourishing... With this bowl, your secret technique should be nearly complete..."
After Gong Ang left, Master Liu held the Blood Burning Pill, his fingers trembling with excitement.
He then walked up to Zhao Xiaoqi, his fawning expression turning cold and ruthless. He tossed her two taels of silver and said viciously, "Did you hear that? If you ruin the young master's plans, and I lose my life, I'll kill you first!"
Zhao Xiaoqi silently accepted the silver and replied meekly, "Yes, Master Liu, I've got it."
As he spoke, Xiaoqi sat down again, stretched out her wrist, and Master Liu took the bowl again to collect Xiaoqi's blood.
Before long, the bowl was more than half full of bright red liquid.
Looking at the blood in the bowl, Master Liu's eyes immediately revealed greed and thirst, and his throat moved involuntarily.
Then, he couldn't wait to go into the inner room, tilted his head back, and gulped down the small half bowl of bright red liquid. He even stuck out his tongue and licked the bottom of the bowl clean, still wanting more.
In the outer room, Zhao Xiaoqi watched Master Liu's figure, her eyes, which had been lowered, flashing with icy coldness.
Almost simultaneously, a trickle of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face instantly turned even paler, as if he had been poisoned.
However, Xiao Qi seemed to have anticipated this. He took out a small paper packet and poured the pale yellow medicine inside into his mouth.
Immediately, he held his breath and stared intently at the shadow behind the curtain in the inner room, like a hunter waiting for his prey to be poisoned.
Less than ten breaths had passed.
Clang!
The sound of the porcelain bowl shattering on the ground was crisp and jarring.
Immediately following was Master Liu's furious and horrified roar: "Poison...it's poisonous!! You...you dare..."
Become!
Zhao Xiaoqi's face finally revealed the joy and ruthlessness of having avenged his great enemy. He pulled a short knife from his waist and strode into the inner room, lifting the curtain!
Master Liu collapsed to the ground, clutching his throat tightly with both hands. His face was bluish-purple, and black blood began to seep from his seven orifices. His body convulsed violently, and his eyes were filled with terror and resentment.
"You...you dared to poison me...you...how did you poison me...I've been watching...watching you the whole time..."
"Yes, ever since we entered this hellhole, your eyes have been like hooks." Zhao Xiaoqi's hand gripping the knife was slightly sweaty with tension and excitement, but his heart was filled with a chilling sense of vengeful pleasure. "But what if the blood that flows out... is poisonous to begin with?"
"You...you poisoned yourself?!" Master Liu finally realized what had happened, and despair deepened in his eyes.
"Don't you like drinking my blood?" Zhao Xiaoqi took a step closer, the tip of his knife pointing at Master Liu's heart. His voice wasn't loud, but every word was like a knife. "Then I'll let you drink your fill! You, and that young master of the Blood Blade Hall, will both die!"
"Yeah?"
A slightly mocking voice suddenly rang out behind Zhao Xiaoqi!
Gong Ang, who should have left, had silently returned at some point. He was now leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, leisurely watching the scene inside the room, his face full of disdain, like a cat playing with a mouse.