Way Of Choices Chapter 309- Mine Are Yours, And Yours Are Still Mine (1/2)

Chapter 309 - Mine are yours, and yours are stillopen her blood vessel

No blood spurted out Blood had not flowed out at all, because there was alrabbed his dagger sheath, and placed the opening of the sheath to the wound on her neck

With a slight movement of spiritual sense, a thin flow of blood appeared out of the sheath, see

The flow of blood was extremely thin, as if it were thinner than hair It was slowly poured into her blood vessel

In the entire process, he was extremely careful and alert, and refined his spiritual sense to the limit

There were no sounds

There was only a smell

The smell of his blood slowly diffused into the spacious mausoleum

After an unknown aain A coldness appeared on the index finger of his right hand, and he used it to press onto Xu Yourong’s neck After a while, only after confir that her blood vessel and wound had already been sealed by the extrein to treat his oound

The distinct wound on his wrist, which was so deep that bone could be vaguely seen, slowly healed, or in other words, was sealed with ice

There were soht about the explanation his senior personally had given hiht the wrist to his lips, and began to lick carefully, like a young ani milk

Back then, his senior had once said to hian to bleed, he had to use thisthe blood into his sto to pervade Otherwise, being washed ater, being buried by sand, or even being burnt by great flames, would still be unable to cause this ssheng had tasted his own blood In the previous battles, he ca blood many times, but it was then forcefully sed back down However, before, the blood had only reached his throat This tiue

As it turned out, his blood eet

That hat he thought

The taste indeed was very nice

It seemed to be delicious

It really was delicious

He wanted to eat some more

Suddenly, he woke up He was covered in sweat, which was then frozen into frost He had actually been licking faster and faster and using reedily licking the milk of its mother who had already died

If he did not wake up fast enough, he probably would have even licked open the wound on his wrist

The mausoleu time was there a breeze

The frozen droplets of sweat slowly began to roll, giving out sounds of rolling

He leaned on the stone pillar tiredly His face was abnormally pale

Because he had bled too much, and also because of dread

That year when he was ten, his spirit was expelled along with his sweat, out of his body, causing a worldly pheno Village, they received the attention of unknown, terrifying existences Froht onwards, he knew that his body was abnormal This was not to say that he was ill, but rather,to many existences, his spirit was the most delicious fruit, and contained an irresistible enticement

“If ordinary people discover your blood is different, you will die, and you will definitely invite an end that is even ic than death”

When his senior had said that to hi ten At that ti able to clearly express theof it, because both of his ar ns