This is My Heroic Path

"What are you thinking?" Morgan Le Fay narrowed his eyes, as if he knew what An Zhiyu was thinking just now.

"It's okay..." An Zhiyu tried to perfunctory, "Let's go quickly, if it's too late to go back later, it will be a bit troublesome for Lily to find no one."

"Hmph," Morgan Le Fay snorted coldly, "I can feel other people's malice or dissatisfaction. You must have thought that I am troublesome just now, right?"

So this woman is really troublesome!

"That can't be helped! The attitude is so unpredictable, it must be troublesome!" An Zhiyu said helplessly.

Morgan Le Fay suddenly stopped talking and just stared at An Zhiyu.

over, over...

Accidentally spoke the truth.

Still in this kind of basement...

It is estimated that no one will hear if the throat is broken.

An Zhiyu secretly thought that something was wrong, and glanced around quietly, but there was no escape at all, only the closed door behind him.

Morgan Le Fay just stared at An Zhiyu, and after a while, he suddenly smiled, "That's right, come with me first."

After finishing speaking, he reached out to An Zhiyu again.

Let me go so easily?

As soon as An Zhiyu thought of this, he shook his head, waved away the messy thoughts in his head, reached out to hold Morgan Le Fay, and then walked along the basement under her leadership.

The surrounding space gradually increased from being narrow to now, An Zhiyu looked around, and paused for a while at the rows of armored knights, secretly surprised.

It turned out that not only the palace where Morgan used to live, but also the existence of solemn knights here.

How many honorable knights has this woman made?

"Sit over there." Morgan Le Fay pointed to a small and narrow bed not far from him.

An Zhiyu: "???"

"What are you going to do? Sister Morgan?" An Zhiyu couldn't help but ask.

Earlier Morgan Le Fay said that he wanted some magic power, so he came here with Morgan Le Fay.

But now it seems that it has nothing to do with her absorbing magic power.

After all, how do you give magic power?It's impossible to let me bleed, right?

When An Zhiyu thought of this possibility, his body trembled slightly, and for no reason he recalled Vortigern's tragic situation at that time.

"You have enough nonsense." Morgan Le Fay sighed, "Don't force me to do it myself, do you want to sit there by yourself, or let me tie you there later?"

She stroked An Zhiyu's face with her fingers, and a coquettish smile appeared on her face: "And I followed my sister to this kind of place, it's too late to regret it now, right?"

"Also, don't you want to see your master again? Then it's fine to be honest, you don't need to pay too much, so don't worry."

Hearing this, An Zhiyu could only silently walk to the small bed and sit down.

That's right, I've already reached this kind of place, even if I want to run now, it's too late.

Morgan Le Fay seemed to be still working on something, and it had to be said that this period of time was the most tormenting time for An Zhiyu.

What the hell is she doing?

An Zhiyu looked at the beautiful back, and there was the sound of metal collisions, and there was always a fuzzy feeling in his heart.

Don't dissect me or something?

As soon as An Zhiyu thought of this, he saw Morgan Le Fay turning around and walking towards him with a sharp silver knife in his hand.

"Sister Morgan?" An Zhiyu moved back, staring at the knife.

This is called not paying too much price?

Sure enough, all women are big pigs, and only the master does what he says, exuding a unique fragrance.

"Hand." Morgan Le Fay said concisely.

An Zhiyu: "???"

"Or do you want another position?" Morgan Le Fabby scratched the knife, "Hurry up and decide."

"You want my blood?" An Zhiyu tried to ask.

"Just a little bit, don't worry," Morgan Le Fay glanced at An Zhiyu, "Look at your nervous face, I'm not someone who likes to mess around."

An Zhiyu had a weird expression on his face.

"Ah, do you have any opinion on what I just said?" Morgan manipulated the knife nimbly with his fingers, still smiling.

"Nothing, I believe Sister Morgan is a kind-hearted goddess!" An Zhiyu stretched out her hand and closed her eyes, "Come on!"

It's better than her regretting it later, but it doesn't matter if she just needs some blood.

There was a slight pain in the finger, warm blood overflowed from An Zhiyu's index finger and dripped into the small bottle.

It wasn't until a while later that the vial was filled with blood that Morgan Le Fay said, "It's fine."

An Zhiyu took a look, and the small bottle in Morgan Le Fay's hand was filled with blood at some point.