This is My Heroic Path

This bleeding is really ruthless...

But that's all, it's still within the acceptable range.

The healing power of the runes was instantly activated by An Zhiyu, and the wound on his finger was slowly healing.

"So we can see Master at night?" An Zhiyu raised his head and asked.

Originally looking at the small bottle of blood and falling into deep thought, after hearing An Zhiyu's words, Morgan Le Fay withdrew his thoughts and looked at An Zhiyu who was sitting on the bed.

"This is what we agreed on. Does Sister Morgan want to go back on her word?" Despite the great pressure brought by that gaze, An Zhiyu still insisted on asking.

Morgan suddenly smiled and shook his head, "No, how could it be, my sister is the goddess of death, and she will definitely fulfill her promise."

"Also, I want to give you the mark of the goddess of death, do you want it?" When she said the last word, her smile was a little more dangerous.

"The mark of the goddess of death?" An Zhiyu repeated.

"Yes, if you have that mark, your strength will become stronger in the future." Morgan Le Fay said with a smile, "Even strong enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with your master... Do you want it?"

Is there such a good thing?

Although he still had some doubts in his heart, An Zhiyu nodded, "What should I do?"

In any case, this kind of thing is definitely not for nothing.

And he has no choice at all, if Morgan wants to do something, he has no room to resist at all.

"It's very simple."

Morgan Le Fay put his hands on An Zhiyu's shoulders, and pushed him on the small bed, with his thighs between his thighs, a blonde hair brushed across his face, itchy, with a faint fragrance.

"Close your eyes and don't open them, you will soon leave my...mark of the Goddess of Death."

Chapter 100 Your apprentice is great, but the next second will be mine

Morgan Le Fay leaned down slowly, the sweet breath covered An Zhiyu's body, he looked at the woman lying on top of him, feeling a little dizzy.

So what does this have to do with the mark of the Goddess of Death?

Which goddess left her mark like this?

"Don't worry, it will be fine soon, close your eyes." When she said the last word, there was a bit of command tone in her voice that could not be disobeyed.

If An Zhiyu is King Arthur, then Morgan Le Fay is more like a queen now, and the oppressive force brought by her momentum is completely irresistible.

An Zhiyu had no choice but to close his eyes.

Morgan stared at him, stroked his face lightly with his fingers, opened his mouth slightly, and kissed An Zhiyu's neck, and then sucked hard.

An Zhiyu felt a slight sting, but after a short while, she let go of her mouth, with a friendly smile on her face: "Thank you for tasting."

"In this way, the imprint is temporarily completed."

"It's so simple to have the mark of the Goddess of Death?" An Zhiyu was taken aback, thinking, sister, are you trying to fool me?I didn't even feel the slightest wave of magic power, so you said the imprint was already on me?

"It's not surprising that I can't feel it now." Morgan Le Fay straightened An Zhiyu's collar, "This kind of imprint can't be completed in a day or two. Come to me every other week in the future. After half a year, the imprint can be completed. It’s totally on you.”

"Don't you understand?" Looking at An Zhiyu's suspicious expression, Morgan Le Fay brushed his finger over the clearly visible hickey mark on his neck, "Didn't you take Bailong blood before? And what does that mean?" Almost, it will take time, because if you leave the mark of the Goddess of Death to you all at once, your body will not be able to withstand the surging death breath and you will die on the spot."

so scary?

An Zhiyu couldn't help but be awed. If this is the case, it is understandable. After all, he had taken the blood of the white dragon before, and after that, he has indeed achieved the body of the white dragon, and his magic power and physical fitness have been greatly enhanced. .

The mark of the Goddess of Death... sounds very powerful.

"I felt cold on my neck just now. What did you do earlier, Sister Morgan?" An Zhiyu stared at Morgan Le Fay suspiciously at the end of his speech.

"Just like you took the white dragon essence blood before, the imprint is transmitted through liquid. I am the goddess of death, so I can only use a special method to transfer the imprint to you. Of course, you can also drink my blood. Gradually get the imprint." Morgan Le Fay explained with a serious face, "But this effect is not as fast as I personally planted the imprint on you."

"As for the method...you don't have to worry about it so much, you just need to remember that my sister won't harm you, that's enough."

Although there were still many doubts in Morgan Le Fay's words, An Zhiyu didn't think too much about it, because the previous white dragon essence blood was indeed obtained by taking blood.

Thinking of this, An Zhiyu couldn't help but secretly sighed.

Morgan really helped him too much. Even if he was given the blessing of the goddess of death and the body of the white dragon in preparation for drawing the sword in the stone, it really gave him too many things.

Up to now, he actually planned to hand over the so-called marks of the goddess of death to him.

"Although I'm at a disadvantage, there's nothing I can do about it." Morgan Le Fay sighed softly, "In order to make you stronger, my sister can only sacrifice a little bit."

Why is Morgan being so nice to me?

Just because I'm King Arthur now?

Or is it a reward for me for pulling out the sword in the stone?After all, she said before that she would reward me...

An Zhiyu sighed in her heart, so she could only silently remember this kindness, and decided to repay her when she was in trouble in the future.

"Okay, don't think so much, you go back first, Lily will be worried if you disappear for too long." Morgan Le Fay patted An Zhiyu's shoulder, "Go, I will arrange for you to meet your master tonight Yes, take it easy."

An Zhiyu nodded heavily, took two steps towards the exit of the basement, and couldn't help but look back at Morgan Le Fay, bowing slightly.

"Thank you, Sister Morgan."

"It's okay, you are King Arthur now, and it's good for me to make you stronger." Morgan Le Fay smiled and watched An Zhiyu leave the basement.

Then, the smile just now became more intense.