Chapter 983 The Tangled Blood Contract (1)

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After returning the camera photos to Luo Yinghao and Lan Yaya, Yang Zimei returned to her room. Just as she was about to sit down, there was a knock on the door by Sadako, "Master, I'm in."

"Um."

At this time, Yang Zimei didn't want to be disturbed, but she was curious about what Sadako was looking for, so she let her in.

Sadako pushed open the door and came in. She, who has always been used to loose or braided hair, actually tied a high ponytail like Yang Zimei, exuding this kind of youthful air.

"Owner--"

Sadako walked in briskly, "I want to take my photo."

"Sadako, you don't look like me at all, but the photos you took are like this. What do you think?"

Yang Zimei picked out the photos of Zhenzi, placed them on the table one by one, and asked Zhenzi.

Sadako smiled and took the photos in her hand, and looked at it carefully, "I have no opinion, a slave is like a master, that's a matter of course."

"Sadako-"

Yang Zimei looked at her, "But, I don't really want you to be like me, I am the only me, and you are the only Sadako."

"The master is always unique. Even if Sadako looks like the master, he will not replace the master. Please rest assured, master."

Sadako said earnestly.

Hearing this, Yang Zimei's heart sank.

That's right, Sadako looks more and more like herself. In the end, will she be bitten by her and be replaced by her?

And finally become a living dead?

Thinking of this, an aversion to cold rose up, making her goosebumps suddenly rise, and her heart became more and more uneasy.

She only left a picture of Sadako, let her take it away, and then turned into Xiaoqian's room.

Since the disappearance, Xiao Qian has become lethargic and spends a lot of time in bed every day.

Yang Zimei came in and pushed him awake.

"Sister, don't you want to accompany Big Brother Zhutian? Why do you still have time to come to me?" Xiao Qian rubbed his eyes and asked.

"He's back in America again, Xiao Qian, look at this photo-"

Yang Zimei showed Xiao Qian the photo of Zhenzi.

"Sister, when did you wear Sadako's maid uniform? Hehe, it looks a bit like Sadako."

Xiao Qian smiled.

"Xiaoqian—"

Yang Zimei's expression was solemn, "This is not a photo of me, but a photo of Zhenzi. Luo Yinghao took it for Zhenzi just now, and when she took it, she found that she looked like me. This is simply too weird."

"Sadako?"

Xiao Qian looked at the photo carefully and nodded, "That's right, your forehead is a little cinnabar red. There's no photo here, what's the matter? How could her photo look like you? Sadako is prettier than you."

Yang Zimei rolled his eyes and said in a depressed mood, "Xiaoqian, I'm afraid that she will eventually eat the Lord and replace me, and I will become a living dead with no thoughts and no thoughts."

When Xiaoqian heard this, he retracted his giggling, and his tender face became serious, "Your worries are not unreasonable. A strange existence like Sadako is inherently insecure."

"Xiaoqian, I really want to cancel the contract with her, and I don't want her to be with me anymore. Think about it, what kind of spells could there be."

Yang Zimei knew that although Xiaoqian had lost his previous memory, he seemed to possess some kind of special ability, and he was also familiar with many magical spells, such as invisibility.

"I try to think about it. However, in my understanding, once the blood drop contract is made, it can never be released."

Xiao Qian frowned.

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