Chifeng looks at Wanfeng and looks extremely ferocious when she begins to drink Kirin's blood. Although Wanfeng is also trying to endure, Chifeng wants to say that Wanfeng's patience is really not in place.
Just before Chifeng wanted to find something for her sister to suppress the smell of blood, her sister pushed him away. Then she closed her mouth and resisted the desire to vomit. She quickly cast the magic to move the Kirin blood into her heart. Then she quickly pulled out the dagger and inserted it into her heart again.
Then, a dark green liquid appeared in the groove of the dagger and poured into the porcelain bowl drop by drop.
"How are you, sister?"
Although Chifeng is pushed away by her sister, it doesn't affect her approaching again. She reaches out to support Wanfeng's shaky body. Chifeng knows that her sister must be in pain at this time.
Then he said, holding his sister's hand to deliver energy to her, and his distressed eyes turned red, because Chifeng never saw her sister shed tears
No, Chifeng had seen it, but it was also for him at that time, when he knew what was going on with his body.
Wanfeng hears Chifeng's words and feels the energy from her younger brother. She gently shakes her head and says she's OK. She just doesn't adapt for a while. In fact, compared with the pain, what she can't stand is the smell of Kirin's blood.
What Wan Feng didn't say was that it wasn't fishy at all, it was more like a strange rotten smell.
But Wan Feng can't say that. She won't be stupid enough to have any conflicts with Feng Du. Besides, Wan Feng thinks that she's seeing Qilin blood for the first time, and there's no evidence that the color of Qilin blood is red, let alone that the taste of Qilin blood should be the same as that of all blood.
Besides, the people around her didn't have any doubts when they saw that Kirin's blood was turquoise green. At that moment, Wan Feng really felt that it was her own problem, because everyone didn't respond. Wan Feng didn't think that people so close to her couldn't smell it.
And smell and no response, can only say that the smell they can not smell, Wan Feng certainly will not feel that everyone's sense of smell is a problem, can only say that it is their own problem!
Maybe all of these are illusions!
After all, how strange blood is, it can't taste like that?
But what Wan Feng didn't see was that everyone didn't respond at all. There was no one in the ten li spring breeze at the moment. Except Hua Sheng, the river was Chifeng, Wan Feng's sister and brother, and then Yu Qilin. Even Nangong Liuyue, who had been following Yu Qilin, didn't appear. Yu Qilin didn't explain the scene, and everyone didn't ask. After all, it was the other's private matter.
The people who responded were not Chifeng, but Jiangliu and Huasheng. At the moment when Qilin's blood flowed out, their eyes changed. Then they looked up at each other and didn't speak. But in each other's eyes, they saw a kind of emotion called doubt, but they didn't know what it was for. Huasheng and Jiangliu didn't speak out their doubts, On the contrary, it is hidden in the heart.
Until the end of the whole process, Hua Sheng gets up, and Wan Feng and Yu Qilin use their spiritual power to heal their wounds.
In fact, normally, Hua Sheng should have healed Yu Qilin's wound when she scratched her wrist. But when Hua Sheng wanted to get up, Yu Qilin's wound had healed at the speed visible to the naked eye.