Chapter 17

"You're not so powerful because you ate my cold snow lotus!" Feng Jiuxi refused to accept her airway.

Who in the East neighboring country doesn't know that the king of Hades was weak and sick since childhood. He was a sick child, and his spiritual cultivation has never been heard of.

It must be because of eating snow lotus.

"Yes, Xuelian is on me now. You can take it if you have the ability." Yan Qing teased deliberately.

On you?

Feng Jiuxi had no time to think more and couldn't care so much. She quickly rubbed his hands on him. The temperature under her hands was as hot as fire. Then she stopped.

Wait, what did she just do

Touch a man like a hooligan!?

"Oh, can't wait?"

The man's voice opened in time. Feng Jiuxi blushed in shame. She felt that all the breath in her body was jumping up at this moment.

"Cough," Feng Jiuxi coughed and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Yan Qing saw this, the expression on her face finally changed, put away her frivolity, held her falling body in her arms, frowned and asked, "what's the matter?"

Feng Jiuxi was stunned. Why is this man so familiar? They only met for the first time, but he hugged and hugged himself like an old husband and wife.

"You, you let me go first."

"Don't move," Yanqing forcibly encircled her in her arms. The blue spiritual power of her body turned into a trace of green gas and went into her body. After a few seconds, she took it out and dissipated in the air.

This woman was poisoned like herself.

Yan Qing was shocked, but there was no other emotion on the surface. He said coldly, "do you know you're poisoned?"

"Well." Feng Jiuxi nodded, otherwise she wouldn't risk looking for Xuelian.

"I can save you."

"What conditions do you have? Just say it."

There is no wasted lunch in the world. Feng Jiuxi asked calmly.

What a clever woman.

Yan Qing's eyes flashed a trace of appreciation, and his interest became more and more intense.

"I want you to beg me." Yan Qing said word by word.

"You!" Feng Jiuxi was so angry that he just wanted to open his mouth. He felt unbearable pain and covered his chest.

Yanqing held her and fell into the warm water. "If you don't talk, I'll take it as your default."

The next second, Yanqing suddenly cut his palm with aura. In an instant, bright red blood flowed out.

Feng Jiuxi was stunned. What was he going to do?

The man put his bloody hand on her lips, and the magnetic voice coaxed him, "good boy, open your mouth."

Feng Jiuxi wanted to be bewitched by this voice. Almost without hesitation, he opened his lips and let his blood drop fall into his mouth.

Instantly, a strong smell of blood filled the mouth, mixed with an unspeakable fragrance.

After a while, Feng Jiuxi obviously felt that his body was miraculously better. The eight meridians seemed to be opened up in an instant, very comfortable.

"Why?"

In the face of her doubt, Yanqing didn't intend to hide it. He gently let go and held her hand. He reminded her with his lips: "didn't I just say? Xuelian is on me, but it has been eaten by me and in my stomach."

After a pause, he said: "you came by coincidence. I just took Xuelian for only half an hour, so its efficacy still flows in my blood. Feeding you to drink blood is the fastest and most useful way. Thank me soon?"

"... thank you."

Feng Jiuxi almost said this sentence from his teeth.

If he doesn't rob, the whole snow lotus will be his own!