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Chapter 727: Don’t Be Black (131)

The corners of the white-clothed fairy's lips flashed a calm arc, even though she stabbed her heart with a short knife, her brows did not furrow, but she looked at Jun Jiuyou calmly.

"Jun Jiuyou, don't worry, if my efforts are useless to you, I don't need to hurt myself."

"Even if it's for my little apprentice, I will still calculate the gains and losses of such a loss-making business."

……

When Jun Jiuyou heard Su Qinghuan's words, his deep eyes suddenly dimmed a bit, and he stared back at the woman in white in front of him without blinking, like a hunter looking at his prey.

"Even if this painstaking effort is really useful, don't you know how precious it is?"

"You use it to heal my wounds, and in the future, you and I will have a spiritual connection."

The vast majority of cultivators would not be willing to take their own blood to give to others, because the blood is extremely precious and rare, and it is connected with the soul power of the cultivator himself.

Therefore, even if it is really useful, most of the time a cultivator will only take the blood oath with his Taoist partner on the day of the big wedding when he expresses his heart.

It symbolizes that this new couple will live together in souls regardless of you and me.

Therefore, on the Canglan Continent, if you take heart and soul for a heterosexual who has no direct blood relationship, even if you don't make an oath at the Dao Couple Ceremony, it often means love and attachment.

……

Of course Su Qinghuan also knew the hidden meaning of this layer.

She immediately shook her head helplessly at Jun Jiuyou.

"Jun Jiuyou, don't think of those weird meanings. I just want to save people. If there is a better way, I won't choose to hurt myself."

After all, the consumption of brain blood is extremely high, and the quantity has to be controlled, otherwise it is easy to endanger the life of the cultivator himself.

……

"It seems that, Susu, you also know what it means to donate the heart and soul of others? Therefore, you are the deity...the destined queen."

What is this all about!

I have clearly explained it all!

The man's eyes were as hot as fire, and Su Qinghuan was palpitated for half a second by the direct and passionate eyes, but she quickly turned her head away, trying her best to maintain a rational and sober demeanor.

"Jun Jiuyou, you'd better take care of yourself. If you really want to count, I also took this cup of blood for my little apprentice."

"..."

The man's joy was instantly cut off by Su Qinghuan's words.

Thinking of the young man who was clearly under the cold river, but he gave up the soul fusion with him for a while, a stern look flashed in Jun Jiuyou's eyes.

"You...do you like my remnant soul?"

When he said these words, Jun Jiuyou's hands hanging under his sleeves were tightly clenched. Even though God destined them to be the same person, because of their different identities and experiences, Jun Jiuyou never took Yan Hanzhou's hand. It is considered as a complete existence.

In Jun Jiuyou's eyes, the other party is just a fragment of him, not even a "person".

But the woman he admired would rather fall in love with such a fragment than respond to his wishes.

……

Seeing Jun Jiuyou's brows tightened, Su Qinghuan didn't know why her apprentice provoked Jun Jiuyou's hatred so much, so she raised her eyebrows helplessly.

"I don't have the kind of feelings you imagined for Yan Hanzhou. If I say that, can you stop hating my little apprentice so much?"

"It is said that brothers are the most intimate, but the relationship between you and Yan Hanzhou is far more profound than that of ordinary brothers, but you are so jealous of him, really... people don't know what to say."

"You don't like Yan Hanzhou, but you can pay so much for him?"

Jun Jiuyou frowned, apparently not believing Su Qinghuan's words.

In his eyes, when they met for the first time, Su Qinghuan obviously did not hesitate to risk his life to save Yan Hanzhou. How can such a friendship be achieved by an ordinary master-student relationship?

What's more, the world is still so rumored that Qing Yunzong's Liuli Xianzun hates this youngest personal disciple.

If this kind of maintenance can be regarded as disgust, I'm afraid it will be ridiculous.

……

"Is it strange?"

Su Qing sighed happily, and handed over the blood she had taken from the glass cup.

"I owe a lot to that little apprentice of mine. Doing this can be regarded as repaying a little debt I owed him in the past."

"..."

Jun Jiuyou pursed the corners of her lips, and looked at the crimson blood that the woman handed over. The blood did not have any fishy smell, perhaps because Su Qinghuan had been drinking Yuyan flower dew all year round, and even a few traces of it were attached to the blood. The cool breath of Yuyanhua.

People almost think that this should not be some painstaking effort, but the fine wine that the master winemaker spent thousands of years brewing.

……

Facing the "antidote" that Su Qinghuan said could relieve or even save Jun Jiuyou's burning pain, the man did not drink it in one gulp, but put aside the glazed cup containing Su Qinghuan's heart and blood.

"Take off your Taoist robe."

The man's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and there seemed to be some complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Uh?!"

Su Qinghuan was stunned, because she was still in the illusion at this moment, and because Jun Jiuyou had completely suppressed her heart demon, she couldn't use any spiritual power at all, so she could only watch Jun Jiuyou pin her down, and then began to be extremely horrified Lowering her head, she wanted to unbutton her dress.

"..."

Seeing Su Qinghuan's whole body stiff, the man finally showed a smile in his eyes.

"What are you afraid of? As I said, I won't touch you before the Taoist Companion Ceremony, and I won't touch you."

"I just want to see the wound you left from taking your heart's blood and heal you."

"..."

That position is a bit embarrassing.

Su Qinghuan was completely speechless at the moment, and could only stare at Jun Jiuyou with her eyes, expressing her anger.

But Jun Jiuyou looked at her helplessly, and even stretched out his big palm with well-defined bones, stroking the woman's temple hair.

"As Yuanying Daojun, what scene have you never seen? Why are you still imitating that mortal woman, and you are ashamed?"

"Well..."

Jun Jiuyou sighed, and suddenly took out a long black silk cloth.

"This thing is made with the chaotic light source of the East China Sea. It looks as thin as a cicada's wing, but if it is tied to human eyes, you can't see even a little light. Now I have sealed my consciousness, you Don't worry, I won't look at you."

"..."

Su Qinghuan never thought that Jun Jiuyou would think of these details.

only……

When she saw Jun Jiuyou's hand trying to tear off her Taoist robe, Su Qinghuan had no choice but to take a step back in embarrassment. At this moment, she found that she was still unable to move, but she could speak.

Her cheeks were powdered, and she shouted in embarrassment!
"You! The direction is wrong... go down."

(End of this chapter)