Lucky Star of Space on Farmlands

Mistress, such a big porcelain vase won’t drain all Yinluqing’s blood, right?

"Mistress, do you want to fill it up?"

Fei Wu looked at the porcelain bottle on the table with some horror and asked quietly.

"Of course it must be filled!" Lin Caisang said matter-of-factly.

"I don't know how dangerous that place is. If you want to break through, you will definitely need a lot of royal blood. After all, Baiqing's blood is a generation away, so it is better to use Yinluqing's blood.

He is the son of Emperor Ziyan, so he will be more effective if he is separated by one generation. "

"Okay, Mistress."

Ban Jue and Wu Wu responded at the same time.

And Yin Lüqing, who was thrown to the ground, was really frightened by Lin Caisang's words.

He glanced at the porcelain bottle on the table and thought that he had been injured before and had vomited a lot of blood.

If he holds such a big bottle of blood, half of his life will be gone, right?

This Lin Caisang is indeed not a good person, but he is so vicious and wants so much of his blood!

And none of the people in front of him disagreed. They all felt that he deserved to be bled. It was so hateful!

However, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only watch Ban Jue take the porcelain bottle on the table with one hand, then stand up and walk directly towards him.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

He wanted to go backwards.

But now, he has no spiritual power, is tied up like a rice dumpling, and has a white cloth stuffed in his mouth, making it difficult to speak.

"Tsk, tsk, it's been a long time since I've seen you!"

Ban Jue walked towards him, looked at him teasingly, and spoke.

"Are you afraid? Yin Lüqing, you are the majestic eighth prince of the Ziyan Kingdom. Are you so afraid of being bleeding? Isn't it embarrassing? Yes."

Yinluqing: "..."

You're not the one being bled. Of course you don't understand my pain!

That's bloodletting. Who wants to have their wrists cut open and then have a large amount of blood released from their body?

not to mention……

Didn't he see it?

How big is the porcelain bottle in this guy's hand? How much blood do you want from him!

"Come on, stretch your head and shrink it. You are going to get stabbed like this anyway. What are you hiding from?"

When Ban Jue reached out to catch him, Yin Lvqing's reaction should not be too violent. She wished she could grow wings and fly into the blue sky.

It's a pity that he doesn't have that good ability.

Seeing that his wrist was cut open by Ban Jue with a knife, just like cutting a big watermelon, he almost cut off his wrist!

"Woo!"

He was really in pain. This cut was so deep that his bones were visible.

I'm afraid his hand will become useless.

However, that's not all. Seeing him struggling, Ban Jue's face turned fierce and he slapped him in the face.

"Why are you moving? With this little wound, can someone die? If you move again, you don't need the other hand! You really think that you are still the superior Eighth Prince, a prisoner!"

How is he going to catch the blood when he keeps moving around like this? It's so troublesome.

Yinluqing: "!"

He has never seen anyone more violent than him!

However, after being punished and slapped, he really didn't dare to move and became quiet.

He watched helplessly as the blood on his body drained away bit by bit, and then his lips became increasingly pale. Of course, he couldn't tell because he was stuffed with white cloth.

But that’s not all!

What he didn't expect was that he would finally survive the banishment and fill the porcelain bottle with blood.