Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 397 Mr. Fox, A Little Sweet (33)

After thinking twice, Xia Wanzhu sat in the seat farthest from him.

A trace of pain flashed in He Yiteng's eyes, but he still smiled and said: "It turns out that the only word that can impress you in this world is the word Buddha Beaver."

"Aren't you going to tell me about the grievances between you? Tell me quickly." Xia Wanzhu said coldly.

He Yiteng sighed and took a sip of the red liquid, "Women are the most heartless animals in the world."

I don't know if it's an illusion, Xia Wanzhu always feels a wisp of blood spreading in the air.

Seeing that she pursed her lips tightly and said nothing, He Yiteng laughed, "You don't have to be afraid, at least I won't do anything to you now."

He pushed his wine glass in front of Xia Wanzhu, seeing that she was not moving, he picked up the wine glass and put it in her hand.

"Take a sip and taste it." There was a wicked light in those eyes.

"What is this?" Xia Wanzhu asked.

He Yiteng's lips curled up, "Fox blood."

Xia Wanzhu's breath was suffocated, and the strength in his hands seemed to be weak. The goblet fell to the carpet at his feet, and the bright red blood was quickly absorbed by the carpet.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's such a pity that you wasted such a good thing." He Yiteng picked up the wine glass on the ground and said with infinite regret.

Xia Wanzhu's hands trembled uncontrollably, "He Yiteng, you are a lunatic."

He Yiteng chuckled, "Anyway, I don't have a good impression in your heart, so you can talk about it, but it's a pity that you wasted such good fox blood."

He took out another bag of blood from the refrigerator in the room, poured it into a goblet, then picked up the red wine on the table and added some into it, his slender fingers were gently shaken while holding it, with an elegant and natural look, " Do you know that my greatest pleasure every day is to mix the fox's blood with red wine and drink it all down my stomach."

"You know, every time I look at the blood, I wonder what it would taste like if I mixed the blood of a 500-year-old fox like Buddha Fuli with red wine? Maybe champagne would be better Some.

"However, the effect is best when mixed with red wine, because the color of blood can stimulate people's senses the most."

"You said that I let Foli use his blood in exchange for your life, is he willing?"

Xia Wanzhu looked at him with hatred in her eyes, if she could, she would like to drink his blood right now!

He Yiteng put the wine glass on the tea table, walked to her side, covered her eyes with his hands, the pain in his eyes seemed to be magnified, "Don't look at me like this, I will be sad."

"He Yiteng, what kind of enmity do you have with him, that you should use such cruel means to deal with his kind!" Xia Wanzhu asked.

"Cruel? Haha? You think I'm cruel? What about my father? Who should pay his debt?" He Yiteng leaned close to Xia Wanzhu's ear and whispered, "Did you know that my father is Killed by the Buddha Fox!"

Although the Buddha raccoon has become a fairy, but speaking to the gods, it also needs to cross the catastrophe.

In the memory of the original owner, when Foli was going through a tribulation, he happened to meet hunters. Seeing Foli's shiny fur and his spirituality, these hunters seemed to take him as their own, so they treated Foli as their own. Tanuki launched a large-scale pursuit.

Hunters, they are different from ordinary hunters. The ancestors of hunters have a set of spells handed down for their descendants to practice.As hunters, they must also follow the rules. Hunters who have practiced spells can only hunt and kill animal spirits that violate the rules of heaven and endanger humans, and cannot hurt innocent people at will.

(End of this chapter)