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Chapter 135 Su Wanxin's Trap
The blood oath is a way of swearing at the price of blood. People who violate the oath will bleed from all seven orifices, but they will not die immediately. They will not die until the last trace of blood on their body dries up.

It was originally spread in the demon world.

Later, a monster fell in love with a mortal, and in order to prevent the lover from betraying, he coaxed the lover to make a blood oath when the love between the two was the strongest, and then stayed in the mortal world.

But because this kind of your oath is too vicious, few people think it will be used.

In order to realize her ambition, Su Wanxin chose such a decisive way. Su Yingluo was very surprised, but also sincerely admired.

The two went to Su's house together, and Su Wanxin quickly prepared the things needed for the blood oath, and handed a fruit knife to Su Yingluo.

"let's start."

Su Yingluo took the knife, ran across her finger, and dripped blood into the container.

A dark light flashed in his eyes, Su Wanxin also swipe his finger, dripping blood into the container.

Then she put their blood on the altar.

Su Yingluo had only heard of the existence of this blood curse before, but had never seen it, and it was the first time she tried it herself, so she was quite curious.

Open a pair of big eyes, watching curiously from the side.

After bowing to the altar three times, Su Wanxin said lightly, "It's done."

"That's it?" Su Yingluo didn't hide the disappointment in her eyes.

She thought she would at least dance to the gods, chant spells and so on.

Su Wanxin looked at her amusedly: "Then what do you think?"

"No spell?"

"Need not."

"Don't you need to dance to the Great God?"

"Need not."

"Don't kneel three times and knock nine times?"

Su Wanxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No need."

"I always feel that something is missing." Su Yingluo frowned, looking at the two bottles of blood placed together, she always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what it was.

Su Wanxin smiled lightly: "Of course the money for you is missing."

As soon as Su Ying heard about Qian, the doubts in Su Yingluo's heart were thrown away: "Yes, Qian."

"The sum of the money I can take out now is about 500 million. I will give it all to you, and wait a few days for the rest, is that okay?"

"Okay, anyway, as long as you pay ten times."

"Okay." Su Wanxin endured the pain, and gave Su Yingluo the 500 million that she got from selling all kinds of things under her name.

"Thank you." Su Yingluo took the money and left happily.

Looking at her back, Su Wanxin showed a look of coldness and cruelty in her eyes, picked up the blood from the altar and left, stopping in front of a building that looked quite old.

"I brought something."

As soon as she finished speaking, the dilapidated door opened.

She frowned and walked in, smelling the pungent smell inside, she was very disgusted: "When can you change your bad taste? Can't you live like a human?"

"I'm not human." Following the rough voice, a figure appeared in front of her.

The man was as thin as a stick, with a stooped body and a criss-crossed face, which looked old and gloomy.

The disgust in her eyes became heavier, Su Wanxin glared at him: "Can't you make your appearance look better?"

"Don't you think this fits the image of an old witch?"

"You are a demon."

"Almost." Yaodao stretched out his hand, "Give me something."

Su Wanxin handed over the bottle containing Su Yingluo's blood.

Yaodao opened the bottle, and immediately a sweet smell rushed into his nose. He took a few more greedy mouthfuls, and then asked excitedly, "Where did this blood come from?"

He hadn't seen such sweet blood for many years, he wanted it so much, every bone and every muscle ached when he wanted it!

(End of this chapter)