Chapter 193 Blood Migration Transformation

Five minutes later, when Yun Wu swung the dagger again, the big white hand blocked her move.

"Little thing, if it goes on like this, you won't be able to satisfy it even if you are sucked dry by it. Okay, let my husband help you."

Before Yun Wu could react, the dagger in her hand had already cut through his palm.

He poured his own blood into the basin.

"You..." Yun Wu was a little stunned by his actions.

"Boom... boom..."

Suddenly, the basin on the table vibrated.

"Crack!" The sound of something shattering.

The next moment, Yun Wu was surprised to see that a red mushroom head emerged from the soil in the broken bowl.

At this time, Long Qingxie retracted his hand, grabbed Yun Wu's finger, and pressed it towards the mushroom head that had just emerged.

"Ugh!" subconsciously groaned.

A flash of surprise flashed across Yun Wu's eyes, because, just now, her finger was bitten by something, and the pain hit the nerves of her whole body from her finger.

what happened?

He glanced down, his eyes almost dropped his jaw in shock.

I saw that the mushroom head split apart, revealing its sharp fangs, biting her finger fiercely, sucking her blood.

What the hell is this?

Yun Wu's heart trembled, but she still forcibly endured it.

Fortunately, before Yun Wu felt that the blood was about to be drained by it, it finally stopped.

Immediately, I saw that it closed its fangs, restored a small mushroom head, and fell asleep.

Huhu sleep?

Yun Wu's eyes widened, and a hint of surprise flashed through the depths of her eyes.

Because, she could clearly feel every beat of that little mushroom head?

Even, its little heart.

what's the situation?

How could she feel this way? Isn't this too weird?

"You little thing, I'm by your side, and I won't faint in my husband's arms." The man's funny and angry voice could be heard vaguely in his ears.

faint?

She was clearly standing well.

As soon as this consciousness crossed his mind, Yun Wu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Because, consciousness was invaded by darkness at that moment.

Is it too much blood loss?

Or is it because of the man's blood again?

Long Qingxie looked at the little woman in his arms and sighed helplessly.

He placed Yun Wu in his arms on the bed with the blanket fluttering, and when he looked at her pale face, his eyes quickly brushed a touch of distress that he probably didn't even notice himself.

"Little thing, what do you think I should do with you?"

A slender and handsome hand brushed against her cheek, and immediately sent the wound on her hand to her lips.

Luck, blood flowed from the knife in his palm into her mouth.

At the same time, he took out a few things from the space, dragon blood, pure blood, life grass, and flowers of life.

In fact, it is not so simple to revive the body from death. In addition to these five things, it is also necessary to cooperate with the right time and place, and add people and people.

Tonight is the night of the full fifteenth moon, the darkest time, and the blood in her body is almost drained. At this time, it is suitable for blood transfer.

The lights went out, and he took off her clothes with a flick of his hand.

The snow-white condensed fat, through the moonlight pouring in from the broken window, looked more attractive, but at this time, there was no trace of ambiguity, it only made people feel that some Holy Spirit was solemn and serious.

However, when Long Qingxie saw the red brand totem on her shoulder, he was stunned for a moment, and a flash of consternation suddenly flashed across his eyes.