Waste materials against the sky: the gods favor the little crazy concubine

Chapter 1 I Want Your Blood
Saint Yuan Continent.

Feng Anguo.

Chang'an Marquis Mansion.

"Brother Han, haven't you arrived yet?" Huang Xinyue's face was blushing, and she could tell that her appearance was extremely beautiful, her eyes were covered with white cloth, and she was tentatively groping forward, but it was not difficult to hear the joy in her tone.

"Soon, it's almost here."

Feng Linhan's face was cold, but his tone was even gentle, "Yue'er, don't worry, the surprise that Brother Han prepared for you is coming soon."

"I'm really looking forward to it, Brother Han." Huang Xinyue smiled sweetly, happiness radiated from the corner of her mouth.

She and Feng Linhan had known each other since they were young, and because she couldn't cultivate, Huang Xinyue would always be ridiculed and bullied. Whenever this happened, Feng Linhan would appear in time like a god and save her from fire and water.

Not only did her elder brother Han not dislike her, but he cared for her extremely. In Huang Xinyue's heart, Feng Linhan was the best man in the world, how lucky she was to meet such a beloved man.

Huang Xinyue couldn't wait any longer, while speeding up her pace, she suddenly smelled some bloody smell.

"It's here." Feng Linhan finally pulled Huang Xinyue back, the white cloth in front of him was untied, and it was dark.

Huang Xinyue's eyes widened, "Brother Han, is this...a cell?"

Every time Feng Linhan would make some tricks to make himself happy, this time he said that he had a gift to show him, and it was in the dungeon of Huang's house?

"Yes, this is a cell." Feng Lin laughed coldly, and the dagger in his hand gleamed brightly.

Huang Xinyue was startled, and forced to smile, "Brother Han, stop teasing Yue'er, what kind of surprise is it?"

"Teasing you?"

There was viciousness in Feng Lin's cold eyes, "Huang Xinyue, you can't blame me."

Huang Xinyue's face was pale, and before she could react, the dagger flashed, and a bloodstain had already been drawn on her wrist, dripping with blood, while Feng Linhan's eyes were gleaming with greed, and she was ready to take the bottle without pulling it. live.

"Brother Han...if your injury hasn't healed...you..."

Just say it straight, how could Huang Xinyue not give it?
Half a month ago, Feng Linhan said that he was seriously injured during cultivation and had to be fed with blood every three days, so Huang Xinyue was naturally willing.

Feng Linhan's voice was like snow, "Originally, after I finished using you, I planned to give you the status of a side concubine so that you could enjoy the rest of your life, but it's a pity..."

"It's a pity that Xue'er's body can't wait that long! One bowl every three days is no longer enough!"

The bowl of blood she released from cutting her wrist every three days was not for her beloved brother Han, but...

But to Huang Xinxue!

Her half-sister!

"Why...why!" A chill gradually rose from the bottom of her heart and gradually enveloped her whole body, Huang Xinyue roared as if using all her strength.

Her body was sealed by Feng Linhan, unable to move, she could only feel the pain on her wrist and more and more blood flowing out.

A snow-white figure slowly appeared from the cell, and Feng Linhan stepped forward like a treasure, "Xue'er, why are you here?"

Damn.

Such gentle, affectionate and tone of voice were from Brother Qianhan to himself.

"Han, let me take a look, after all, she is also my sister..." Huang Xinxue was so weak that she smiled beautifully and weakly, but Feng Linhan couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Don't worry, this is what I did and has nothing to do with you."

"Han, let me talk to my sister for a while?" Huang Xinxue's eyes filled with tears in an instant, like a little white lotus swaying in the wind.

Feng Linhan said distressedly, "Don't hurt your body."

Huang Xinxue's sneering voice came to her ears, "Huang Xinyue, you idiot."

"Do you think your father really wants to marry your mother?"

"Dreaming! I just want your blood to cure the cold poison on my body, and your useless spiritual root... It's not a congenital birth, but a medicine given to you by my father."

"Brother Han's careful care of you for many years is just because he wants to take good care of your body, just to wait for today."

"For me, just for me!"

"Hahahaha..." Huang Xinxue's pale and beautiful face had a smear of ruthlessness, "You are just the beginning, and soon your younger brother will repeat your mistakes, and until the day I fully recover, you will all be buried with me! "

Huang Xinxue's words ruthlessly broke through the last support in Huang Xinyue's heart. The blood in her body was getting less and less. She lay on the ground and moaned in pain, "Mother, brother... I'm sorry."

"It's because Yue'er is incompetent, unable to protect you..."

"Feng Linhan... If... If I don't die, Feng An Guo will perish!!"

(End of this chapter)