Chapter 131 The Blood of the Contract

In a coma, Hexi only felt as if he was being roasted on the fire.

Every blood vessel in the body, every meridian, seems to be flushed with hot oil.

Then the heat slowly seeped into her flesh and blood, roasting and burning, as if it would burn her to ashes at any moment.

Hexi made a painful sound, her brows furrowed tightly, and the severe pain caused her to start to struggle with convulsions, her throat almost uncontrollably screaming.

At the moment when she couldn't bear it, suddenly, a cold spring seeped into her mouth, entered her internal organs from her throat, and spread to her whole body in an instant.

So comfortable, so cool, I really want more and more!

Hexi couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh, and then sucked it hard, just to get more ice springs.

An invisible vortex slowly formed around Hexi and Nangong Yu, and neither of the two in the vortex noticed. As the violent fire spirit power was slowly neutralized by the blood of extreme yin, the essence of Yuanyang fruit began to slowly Absorbed by Hexi's Dantian.

In the dry dantian, which was originally locked by the strange seal, a huge vortex of spiritual power began to rotate. As the speed of the vortex increased, the dazzling white light burst from Hexi's body, and then spread towards the vast world.

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The faint smell of blood spread along the crack of the door, and the three people, Qinglong, Suzaku, and Baihu, who were standing at the door of the dormitory, suddenly changed their faces and raised their hands to cover their chests.

The spiritual power in the three people was violently surging, and the blood in their hearts was rushing, as if they were going to break through their bodies and fly into the room.

Suzaku's face distorted again, and hissed: "It's the master, the master is using his own blood to treat that bitch!!"

They are all people who have concluded a master-slave contract with Hades, and the master's luck is strong and weak, and they can feel it even if they are thousands of miles away.

The blood of a warrior, also known as the blood of the heart, represents a person's lifespan. The master gave his blood to Hexi, which means that he gave her his lifespan and luck.

The faces of the three of them became extremely ugly, and when they looked at the closed door, their eyes were full of worry and anger.

Suzaku screamed at Qinglong: "Qinglong, do you know what it means for the master to lose his blood essence at this time? The time of the disease is coming soon. If the master wears down like this, it is impossible to survive. You have now Do you want to stop us? Don't let me go in and kill that bitch!"

Qinglong's face showed a struggling look, his brows and eyes were full of pain, the hand holding the sword was even more protruding, and the knuckles made a clicking sound.

Suzaku was about to speak again, when suddenly several figures in the sky landed quickly.

Before the visitor could stand firm, he rushed towards the three of them and said loudly: "I feel that the master's luck is lost, and the blood of the contract is boiling. What happened to the master?"

The people who came were the other contract servants of Nangong Yu who were closest to Yanjing City: Xuanwu, Wuxin and Wuyu.

As soon as Suzaku saw Wuxin and Wuyu, she couldn't help crying and said, "Big Brother Wuxin, Big Brother Wuyu, the master is now inside, using his own blood to save a mortal woman. However, just when the master fell ill, If I don't stop and treat the master, I'm really afraid of the master... afraid of the master... woo woo..."

Wuxin's cold eyes suddenly burst out with Sen Han's killing intent, he strode forward, and was about to break into Nangong Yu's bedroom.