Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

But, should this kind of feeling towards Miss Yin exist?

Yan Ze looked calm on the surface, but his heart was like a rolling wave, surging with emotions, wave after wave.

His hands were still trembling silently in mid-air because of the severe pain just now, but he could no longer remember the pain in his body.

His mind was in a mess, and he thought about a lot of things at random, but in the end, he still came to the conclusion of this relationship.

Putting aside other things for now, the fact that Miss Yin is willing to follow the Demon Lord to leave the human world and live in the demon clan is enough to show how deep her feelings for Miao Li are.

I heard that even though the Demon Lord was absent for so many days, their wedding was still being prepared.

When Yin Xiuyu came here, she occasionally talked about some trivial matters and showed her attachment to the Demon Lord, and she could sense the depth of their feelings.

So what if I like Miss Yin? If the feelings are not equal, it is destined to be fruitless.

The more Yan Ze thought about it, the heavier and more depressed he felt.

Just when I was feeling depressed, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock."

Without even turning back, Miao Li waved his hand and the door of the room opened.

Yan Ze couldn't help but shift his gaze over. When he raised his eyes, he saw the demon general walk in and present a glass cup to Mu Li.

"Demon Lord, the blood has been taken."

Miao Li, who was extremely angry just now, instantly returned to normal expression.

To be more precise, there should be an expression of indifference on his face.

Because he knew that no matter how much Yan Ze coveted Xiaoyu, he was doomed to have no chance of success.

Of course, that angry mood is unnecessary.

Miao Li took the glass cup.

There was already some bright red blood in the transparent cup.

This glass cup is made using a special method. The blood poured into it can be kept in the freshest state for a short period of time and can also stimulate the best effect.

Miao Li held the glass cup and moved closer to Yan Ze step by step.

As he stared, a dagger was drawn out of thin air. The dagger seemed to have consciousness and flew directly to Yan Ze's arm.

It lifted the outer sleeve of his arm, found the blue vein on the taut arm, and stabbed it fiercely.

"Well."

Yan Ze let out a suppressed groan of pain.

Then, he watched his blood turn into a long red line and flow into the cup filled with someone's blood.

The blood gradually merged, boiled strangely, shrank, and finally condensed into an inconspicuous thumb-sized blood bead.

Miao Li took out a small medicine bottle similar in style to the glass lamp, opened the stopper, and in the blink of an eye, the blood drop flew into the bottle and was preserved.

The purpose of coming here today has been achieved.

Miao Li looked down at the demon general kneeling on the ground, then turned and left the room.

After he left, the demon general immediately took out a medicine bottle from the sachet he carried with him, skillfully poured out a pill and placed it on the table.

"Eat this and it can heal the wound on your hand."

Yan Ze didn't quite understand what Mu Li was doing here tonight.

When he first came in, he was just mocking him, and he didn't say anything important to him;

Later, he just sat there and waited. If he hadn't discovered the little things Yin Xiuyu had made on the table...

Speaking of this, Yan Ze thought of the small sword that he had not kept. He raised his hand and covered his chest, trying to cover up the discomfort he was feeling at that time.

When he did this, he discovered something was wrong.

Aren’t the bones in my arm crushed?

Yan Ze turned his wrist slightly and quickly determined that the previous pain should be the feeling caused by the invasion of demonic energy.

As long as the evil spirit dissipates, the pain will also disappear.

Strangely enough, the Demon Lord is not a good-tempered character.

But after he realized that he had fantasized about his future bride, he just took some blood.

He even specifically asked his men to stay and treat the wounds on his hands caused by the dagger, as if he didn't want him to actually get any injuries.

This isn't right.

Yan Ze didn't think it through at the time, but as he took blood every night afterwards, he suddenly understood something.

That night, Mu Li's only goal was to take his blood.

Take blood, fuse...

What does he want to do?

Yan Ze's sense of urgency suddenly increased.

He did not behave strangely. At night, he allowed Mu Li to take more blood from him each time without any resistance.

However, every time he saw his blood merging with other people's blood to form a drop of blood, he always felt it was weird.

During the day, he began to search for clues from the actions around him, while at the same time practicing diligently to restore the spiritual power in his body, looking for opportunities to escape.

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Half a month later.

Yan Ze sat upright on the wooden bed, closed his eyes, breathed in and out, circulated the spiritual power in his body, and released it out of his body.

The spiritual power quietly left the room, circled outside, and automatically found a suitable place to gather.

Then, return with the attracted "partners".

The thin spiritual power in his body increased little by little until it broke through the restriction set by the chain on his wrist.

Yan Ze's strength has recovered to a large extent.

He opened his eyes and looked at the heavy chain in his hand. He circulated his spiritual power a little bit, and the chain began to make crackling sounds as if it was about to break.

The expression on his face was still very relaxed. If he added a little more spiritual power, the chain would be completely shattered.

But Yan Ze did not do that. When cracks began to appear on the black iron surface of the chain, he immediately dissipated his spiritual power.

The chain became extremely strong again, as if the previous breakage had never happened, and it had been conscientiously performing its duty.

Yan Ze circulated his spiritual power just to confirm his current recovery status.

Now is not a good opportunity to escape, so it is better to continue disguising and lower their vigilance.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

It’s Ling Qiaoyue.

She came in with a small medicine bottle in her hand.

After coming in, Ling Qiaoyue poured out a pill from the medicine bottle. It looked very similar to the pills that were delivered after each blood draw in the past.

"They said that the amount of blood drawn has increased recently, and they asked us to start taking this pill during the day as well."

"After the demon general delivered the pills to me today, he was going to come here. But he seemed to have received some message and suddenly left. He knew that I would come to see you every day, so he asked me to deliver the pills on the way."

Yan Ze nodded, took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp, without noticing anything unusual.

It should be said that even if there was something strange, this pill was not something he could refuse.

Mu Li will come to collect blood at night. If you don’t want to expose the situation, the best way is to go along with them.

After taking the medicine, Ling Qiaoyue began to tell him the news she had recently obtained.

Perhaps Yin Xiuyu had explained it in advance, Ling Qiaoyue's actions after changing positions were indeed not restricted.

After moving in and learning that the senior disciple of Xuanyuan Sword Sect was imprisoned next to him, he came here every day.