Amazement

Chapter 222 The Curse of Blood (1)
The smell of blood?Evil breath?what is that?
Qiao Kang suddenly seemed to be in a bright red world surrounded by blood. The strong smell of blood and glaring red seemed to overwhelm all his senses.

However, this feeling is only for a moment, and it disappears in a moment.Qiao Kang couldn't figure it out himself, he didn't know why he had such a strange feeling.Is there any taboo beast about to wake up?Is it the ghost beast under Maple Leaf City?King You Luo had learned his lesson last time, so it shouldn't be.Could it be the guardian beast of Kunlun?

"Brother Qingcheng, what are you thinking?" Lan Qing saw Qiao Kang's uneasiness, and she also had a feeling of uneasiness in her heart.

"It's nothing. Let's officially set off for Youlan Villa tomorrow!"

Qiao Kang didn't want to tell Lan Qing that his plan was to send Lan Qing back to Youlan Villa, then go to Yuling Villa to find Ling Batian, and then go to Jinghai Palace with him.At present, the suspicious places related to Yao Jing's whereabouts include Zhenyou Tower, Jiuxing Lianzhu, Tiandi City, Jinghai Palace, as well as Maple Leaf City and Rong Ruo.Up to now, he is not sure whether the people he saw in Maple Leaf City were the goblins and Rong Ruo, but the SOS must have been left by Yao Jing.He suddenly hoped that Yao Jing was the reincarnation of Jing Liuli, the founder of Jinghai Palace. In this case, even if she is in danger now, her life should not be in danger.Only then can he feel a little more at ease.In addition, he had to find a way to find Hai Luohan and the others.

Very far away from the magic city, a very remote small village, or a small town, exists silently.People here live very peacefully, with yellow hair hanging down, contented.

The calm here seems to be natural, no matter what happens, in a blink of an eye, people will resume the silent work of the past.

On this day, a mysterious visitor broke the silence here.

A woman dressed in white, with her hair in a cloud bun and her face covered by a white gauze, walked slowly, her clear and bright eyes looked very ethereal, making it difficult to see the deep meaning in her eyes.

The appearance of such a beautiful and unique person in this ancient village naturally caused a lot of repercussions. The villagers who came and went looked at this girl with a sacred aura with exquisite eyes.

"Stop, don't run..." There was a sudden burst of shouting and beating in the quiet village, which was very inconsistent with the tranquility and harmony of the village.

The girl in white raised her eyes and saw a boy hidden in a black robe who was besieged by several thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys.Even though the boy was being beaten, there was no fear in his blood-red eyes, not even any emotion*.

The girl stepped forward slowly, glanced at those naughty children, and they immediately dispersed.

There was a hint of sadness in the girl's eyes, she stretched out her right hand to the black-robed boy, and said softly, "Come, come to me."

Hearing this, the young man raised his head and stared at the girl in white who had extended a helping hand to him, his pupils gradually became deeper and farther, and even blurred.Then, without hesitation, he bit the outstretched right wrist of the girl in white.

The girl in white felt a pain, frowned slightly, and then continued to stare at the innocent boy who was sucking her blood with sad eyes.

The process of the boy sucking blood lasted for about a stick of incense, and the girl's complexion became a little pale. She squatted down weakly, stroked the boy's forehead with her bleeding hand, and then fell into the boy's arms.Afterwards, the boy also fell into a coma.

About three days later at dusk, in a very ordinary wooden house, a middle-aged man and woman looked solemnly at the masked girl and the black-robed boy lying side by side on the bed.

(End of this chapter)