MTL - The Fake Daughter Can Be Either Salty Or Sweet-Chapter 190 pure sweet blood

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Chapter 190 Pure and sweet blood

Xi Jin looked proud. Now do you know what his status is in this leader's heart?

Yang Zizi didn’t take it seriously, didn’t understand at all, and didn’t want to understand.

Xi Jin sighed. It seemed that he was not obvious enough.

 In the dead of night, when everyone in the tribe was asleep, Xi Jin's house was suddenly pushed open.

The man walked slowly and slowly toward Xi Jin, who was sleeping on the table, with a fierce and cruel look in his eyes.

 He suddenly swung a shining knife and stabbed it into Xi Jin's heart.

Yang Zizi was awakened by the reflection of the knife.

“Who!” In the moonlight, Yang Zizi saw a familiar figure.

When the man heard someone, he immediately ran out of the window.

 He saw clearly, it was Xi Ting!

Yang Zizi quickly ran to Xi Jin to check his injuries.

 His heart was bleeding. He said that except for transformation and immortality, they were werewolves and humans, and a knife was enough to kill them.

 “Xi Jin!” Yang Zizi shouted worriedly.

She was in panic and didn't know what to do.

She wanted to save him, but she didn't know how to save him.

“Don’t be sad, don’t be sad, otherwise there will be no one to take you to experience the speed of the wind.” Xi Jin said with a smile using his last strength.

 “Stop talking, I will definitely save you!”

Xi Jin smiled. He naturally knew that this sentence was a joke and a self-comfort. How could she, a human, save a dying person.

 “I hope you can understand my heart.” Xi Jin said.

"I understand, I understand!" Yang Zizi nodded, but mistakenly thought that he was talking about his determination to be the leader.

Xi Jin smiled with satisfaction, he finally understood.

Yang Zizi suddenly remembered that Lun Shengshi had told her that her blood was pure and natural and could save people.

It doesn’t matter, let’s try it first and then talk about it.

Yang Zizi spreads his fingers.

 “What are you doing?” Xi Jin panicked.

“You have saved me, so of course I can’t be ungrateful and refuse to save you.”

"you…"

Yang Zizi blocked your mouth with his **** fingers.

Yang Zizi's blood entered Xi Jin's body drop by drop, and Yang Zizi felt the pain of being drained.

Xi Jin's wounds gradually recovered, and the knife was pushed out of the body by the new body.

Yang Zizi was exhausted and fainted.

 “Yang Zizi!”

 When she woke up again, it was already the next day.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Xi Jin's enlarged face.

 “What are you doing?” Yang Zizi pushed him away.

"I heard that artificial respiration can save people, and I want to try it." Xi Jin looked at Yang Zizi innocently and harmlessly.

 “Let’s try this on you.” Yang Zizi violently kicked him away. Now that his campaign was over, he could finally use force.

 Xi Jin was deliberately kicked all the way out for her amusement.

Yang Zizi naturally knew that he was teasing her, so he was so exaggerated.

“Ziezi, I’m curious, why can your blood save me?”

 This made him doubt her identity.

“He said that my blood is the purest blood in the world. Maybe it’s because I am kind-hearted.” Yang Zizi sat upright and said proudly.

 Indeed, when I drank her blood, I had never drank such sweet and pure blood.

It's just that, doesn't the blood of ordinary people smell like blood? Why is it that her blood is pure and sweet?

 (End of this chapter)