Concubine Allure: Pick up a prince and grab the country

Chapter 336 Chapter 377 Are you willing?

But as a modern person, I know exactly how much blood is on a person's body. The amount of these three bowls of blood is enough to cause a living person to bleed to death. It is impossible for her to let Chu Yuanheng risk her life. Walk.

"They clearly want your life. I don't care about this kind of master. Let's go!"

Chu Yuanheng pulled her back, smiled and shook his head.

"No problem."

"Shao Heng!"

"Cheng'er, there are not many things I can do for you, I hope you can fulfill me this time." Chu Yuanheng put his injured hand on the back of Yan Qingcheng's hand, holding it tightly, his eyes were extremely firm .

Yan Qingcheng shook his head, "No, Shaoheng, you have done enough for me..."

Chu Yuanheng pulled Yan Qingcheng into his arms and hugged her, put his chin against her hair, and said in a low voice:

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, trust me."

The word "believe me" brought back countless memories, and Yan Qingcheng could no longer refuse Chu Yuanheng's insistence. She had no choice but to watch Chu Yuanheng turn around and quickly pick up the dagger on the tray, and slashed hard at the injured palm.

Yan Qingcheng turned her face away in distress, and couldn't bear to look directly at Chu Yuanheng. She had cut the palm of her hand before, so she understood the pain. In my heart, it hurts more than when I cut my palm.

The blood flowed like a pour, dripping into the bowl.

In a short while, the two bowls were filled with blood, and by the third bowl, Chu Yuanheng's face had already faded, he was as pale as paper, and his body was shaking a little bit. Yan Qingcheng hurriedly hugged Chu Yuanheng to stop him from continuing. Cannon language begged:
"Shaoheng, we won't be apprentices anymore. Let's go now. I have enough protection from you. I won't learn martial arts anymore, I won't be competitive anymore, and I won't make you worry about trouble. Okay, let's go back." Go." At the end of her speech, her voice turned into tears, because no matter how much she pulled, she couldn't pull back Chu Yuanheng's ironized hand.

Chu Yuanheng smiled weakly at Yan Qingcheng.

"If I leave now, the two bowls of blood in front of me will be in vain, are you willing?"

"I hate your life even more." Yan Qingcheng pursed her lips tightly, her eyes were red, she was thinking at this moment, if Chu Yuanheng persisted, she would stab herself first to see if he could leave.

Chu Yuanheng raised his hand, as if he knew what she was thinking, and threw the dagger far away. Yan Qingcheng panicked when he saw the dagger in the distance, and was about to run to pick it up, when Chu Yuanheng suddenly grabbed her arm, slightly He gasped and laughed and said:
"It's full..."

Yan Qingcheng immediately turned around and saw that the third bowl was indeed full, she quickly took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom and wrapped it around Chu Yuanheng's wound to stop the bleeding first.

Chu Yuanheng looked at the little boy, "These are my sincerity."

The little boy glanced at the three bowls of blood indifferently. At this moment, the eyes of the snow ball in his arms jumped out excitedly, and "Zhi!——" threw his head on the tray. The female disciple carrying the tray should be The newcomer was so frightened by Xue Tuan's pounce that he panicked and fell to the ground with his tray and blood.

Yan Qingcheng stared at the three bowls of blood that almost cost Chu Yuanheng's life, but was easily knocked down by Xuetuan, jumped up angrily, pointed at Xuetuan and cursed:

"Bastard! How dare you spill Shaoheng's blood? Let's see if I don't deal with you!"

Xuetuan was stained with Chu Yuanheng's blood, and was licking the remaining blood on the ground insatiably, when Qingcheng became angry when he heard the words, his tail straightened in fright, and he jumped onto the tree.

(End of this chapter)