Mu Yanâs tone became weak. He trembled and stammered: âYou, donât be impulsive, if you kill me, my father wonât let you goâŚâ
Lin Ziranâs black eyes were like an abyss, faintly staring at him, âYou followed me out alone, no one else knows, right? Who would know that I killed you?â
Mu Yan:âŚ
This is what he had wanted to do at the beginning, and now the tables have turned.
The blood was still flowing from his wrist. Mu Yan was trembling, and for the first time he realized that death was so close to himâŚHe was about to die, despair overcame his world as snot and tears flowed down.
âYes, Iâm sorry, I was wrong, please let me goâŚâ Mu Yan cried and begged: âYou, I will give you whatever you want, if you let me go, I will give you gold, a lot. Do you want a lot of goldâŚâ
Iâm going to the Holy Palace soon, whatâs the use of asking for gold? And this copper thing, Mu Yang has a lot of it.
Seeing that Lin Ziran was unmoved, Mu Yan tried his best: âYou, if you donât want goldâŚwhat do you want? As long as you say, I will try to get it for you!â
Lin Ziran ignored him and concentrated on holding the bowl in his hand.
When Mu Yan saw that he was about to fill a whole bowl, his eyes turned dark, and his face was pale and desperate, âI can kneel down for you and kowtow, I will kneel down and kowtow for youâŚâ
There was a sound.
Lin Ziran swung a knife abruptly to cut the rope, and Mu Yan tumbled down.
He wondered if this big bowl was enough. If he collected anymore, the person might die. Although Mu Yan deserved it⌠he was just scaring him just nowâŚ
He doesnât like killing people, even NPCs.
Seeing Mu Yanâs frightened look, Lin Ziran curled his lips in disdain, presumably he didnât dare to trouble him anymore.
After a while, Mu Yan recovered. He didnât expect Lin Ziran to really let him go. He immediately ran away, wishing to stay away from this terrible demon!
At this time, a cool voice came from behind him: âWhy arenât you kowtowing?â
Mu Yanâs body turned stiff, with an extremely humiliating look on his face, but his body was weak and bleeding too much, so he didnât dare to offend Lin Ziran anymore. He turned around and knelt down, and knocked his head heavily.
After the knock, he got up in embarrassment and walked away quickly, clutching his wrist.
Lin Ziran saw that Mu Yan had disappeared and was sure that he would not return. Only then did Lin Ziran make a big circle and return to the cave.
The blood in the bowl was steaming, Lin Ziran carefully lowered his head and sniffed, and immediately frowned!
too disgusting!
[Lin Ziran pleased and said to the system: Tell me what to do with pigâs blood in a while.].
[System:âŚ] Stop it.
Although it was very speechless about its playerâs behavior in its heart, the system still told Lin Ziran the pig blood recipe.
Lin Ziran took the bowl to the side of the stream, added salt and water to the bowl, picked up a branch and stirred it. He then put the blood in the bowl to dry there, and then went to tidy up his vegetable garden and feed the little chicken.
After working for most of the day, he went back and saw that the blood had solidified.
He heated another clean bowl with hot water, then took the blood clot out and put it in, covered the lid and simmered for half an hour, and finally put it in cold water to cool down.
Um, although it looks a little squishy, itâs still a success, right?
Lin Ziran took out the condiments and vegetables again, tossing for a long while, and finally made a bowl of âpig bloodâ vegetable soup, ⌠it really looks like it!
Having done this barely eliminated the discomfort in his heart. It is said that demons can naturally rely on sucking blood to increase their cultivationâŚ
Lin Ziran thought of this⌠he finally plucked up the courage to pick up a small piece, took a bite carefully with his front teeth and swallowed it!
Fuck! Ow ow, so disgusting ah!
Why is it so terrible!
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What did he do wrong?
Bah baah baah!
Lin Ziran threw away his chopsticks angrily. What made him most distressed was that not only was it unpalatable but also useless, he didnât feel any spiritual powerâŚ
Heck, does it have to be fresh blood to be useful?
Or is there something wrong with his approach?
The bloodline of the heavenly devil relies on plundering the spiritual power of others to become stronger, and it is even more commonplace to swallow the blood. But now he didnât even have the instinct. As a descendant of the heavenly demon, he felt disgusted when seeing bloodâŚ
It seems that he can only count on his father to teach him forbidden techniques.
Lin Ziran had completely given up on other routes. He looked at this big bowl of pork blood vegetable soup that looked fragrant, and thought it would be a pity to throw it away; It was a whole day of hard work.
After thinking about it, he returned to the cave holding the bowl, put the bowl next to the blind man, and said, âI made this specially for you today. Donât thank me.â
[System:âŚ] Can this person have some shame?
Lin Ziran didnât care. He put down the bowl, since the blind man would not eat in front of him anyway.
He grabbed a blue fruit from the side, threw it into his mouth and ate it, finally suppressing the disgusting smell. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his brain had short-circuited today to suddenly think of eating pig bloodâŚ
He laid there and slept again after eating the fruit. When he woke up, it was dusk.
Lin Ziran turned his head and looked at the blind man next to him, still looking motionless and dead. After all these days⌠even if he was just a decoration, it was a bit emotional.
âHey, Iâm leaving now, what will happen to you laterâŚâ Lin Ziran scratched his head, looked around, and found that there were still a lot of fruits in the cave. With so many, it should be enough for the blind man to survive?
But thatâs not the problem. The problem is that he wouldnât come back again.
And there will be one day he finishes eating these things.
But since this blind man lived well before he came, he will probably live even if he left. Itâs just hard to say what he would eatâŚ
Forget it, heâs nothing more than an npc in the game, the lowest tier of npc without a name! So far, he hasnât even said anything to him. What was he struggling for!
Lin Ziran stood up and sighed: âI wonât be back again. Take care of yourself. The food here should last for a while, you can only pray in future.â
âGoodbye.â Lin Ziran turned and prepared to leave.
As a result, he could not move. He looked down and saw a skinny hand firmly grasping his ankleâŚ