A boy like the wind

"In fact, from another angle, she can't trust the three uncles," I looked at her, "your aunt is a character, she won't rely on these three people to deal with Chu Huan. If she wants to support you, she must rely on her own strength. "

Chu Linglong understood.

"My aunt is very proud. She can't change her life...

" this is not a bad thing, let her do it. The succession ceremony starts at nine o'clock in the evening, and then she will come. "

"Well," she nodded.

She put down the knife and looked at me, "brother, what do we need to prepare for?"

"Your talent is magic. I can build a rune on you to strengthen your talent," I said. "In this way, when you fight Chu Huan, you have a better chance of winning."

"Good," she said.

"But you turn into a foetus. My Rune can't be directly applied to you, or you will be injured," I looked at her. "I have to use your blood to repair the rune on your back, and then activate it. In this way, the activated amulet will not affect your body, and it will be more powerful

"What do I need to do?" She asked.

"Take the blood first," I said, "from your right arm."

"Well," she said, picking up a bowl from the tea tray on the table, putting it on the table, rolling up the sleeves of her bathrobe, reaching for a soul refining knife and pressing it on her right arm.

The sharp soul refining knife instantly pierced her white delicate skin, and then cut a wound about four centimeters long on her right arm.

Blood gushed out.

She put down the knife, picked up the cup and took a cup of blood.

"Brother, are these enough?" She asked me.

"Enough," I said.

"Well!" She put the glass down and pressed her hand on her wound.

Blood trickled down the table through her fingers.

She couldn't help frowning and looked at me in surprise. "Brother, I can't seem to heal this wound..."

I picked up the soul refining knife with blood and looked at it carefully, and I understood.

If the knife is not stained with blood, it will not show evil spirit.

When Chu peaches were handed over to me, I only saw their delicacy and sharpness.

Now, when they are stained with blood, their domineering power is revealed.

"This Sabre has a lot of evil spirit. The wound caused by it is difficult to heal," I put down the knife. "It's OK. I'll repair one more blood amulet for you."

"Well," she assured herself, "let's start now."

I took a look at her bathrobe. "The amulet should be fixed on your back."

Chu Linglong was stunned.

"Don't be shy," I said. "It's just a rune."

She blushed.

After a few seconds of silence, she stood up, turned around, untied her bathrobe, revealing her jade smooth back.

She's sixteen and she's growing well.

In fact, on the mountain, I have seen her body for a long time.

It's just that she doesn't know.

I stood up with the cup in my hand, dipped in blood and began to fix the talisman on her back.