The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

Chapter 341: Postponement

The first thing I thought of was blood. My own blood might be not much different from Sunflower's blood.

Anyway, anything that has something to do with me generally cannot be explained from a normal perspective.

Sunflower blood has a unique harmonizing ability, and this harmonizing ability paves a crucial path for the four-leaf clover's life-extending project.

It is like lighting a bright lamp in the darkness, guiding the direction for the continuation of life.

Since the blood of sunflower has such an effect, then by the same token, it may also be able to work on the raging fire of obsession in Xiaotao's body.

Theresa raised her hand and grasped the snowflake necklace around her neck.

Without hesitation, she dragged the sharp edge of the necklace across her finger.

A tiny cut appeared, and bright red blood oozed out.

If I didn't use this, with my own recovery ability, the wound might have healed before I could even feed it.

Turning his gaze to the side, Xiaotao was lying there quietly, her bloodless face looking particularly haggard.

The black hand extracted the crazy fire from Xiao Tao's body, and this crazy fire was undoubtedly the source of Xiao Tao's vitality. As the crazy fire faded, her vitality also dissipated bit by bit.

Theresa gently pinched Xiaotao's tightly closed lips, and then carefully placed her bloody finger in.

For a moment, the surroundings were so quiet that only the faint breathing of each other could be heard.

I don’t know whether it’s because Theresa’s blood contains a mysterious and strange power, or because the crazy fire in Xiaotao’s body instinctively has a strong desire for this fresh energy.

In the next second, Xiao Tao's lips, which had been motionless, slowly moved and began to gently suck Theresa's fingers.

That's good...

Theresa's tense nerves finally relaxed, and she felt a strange tingling sensation from the fingers placed on Xiaotao's mouth, a little itchy.

So this is what it feels like to be licked by a tongue.

But soon, Theresa's brows furrowed again, her eyes full of worry.

This is not a solution.

This situation is like giving a hungry person only water but not food. It seems to temporarily relieve the urgent need, but it actually does not solve the fundamental problem.

Black Hand, help me open it.

As we all know, Clover wrote two books in total.

A diary called Tomorrow, which is where she records her daily life and feelings.

The other is Clover's painstaking work, which he summarized without reservation from his medical experience and wisdom throughout his life.

It’s plain language, even a fool can understand it.

But...this eye problem is really tricky, how can we solve it?

Clover was lucky enough to pick up a bag of eyeballs by chance, which allowed her to avoid many unimaginable troubles.

It was thanks to this good fortune that she mentioned the idea of ​​eye replacements in the notes she left behind.

Based on the characteristics of the eyeball, various attempts were made, but all were in vain.

It now seems that the failure of those attempts was inevitable.

After all, we now know that the so-called eyeball actually contains the power of the Goddess of Fire, and it cannot be easily replaced.

Theresa's thoughts were interrupted by a slight movement. She turned her head and looked at Xiaotao who was sitting beside her and sucking her fingers.

At some point, Xiaotao's lips began to slowly regain their color, and her originally pale face became a little more lively.

Well, it’s just like drinking water, simple and magical.

Theresa felt more and more that the decision to grind her eyeballs into powder was the right one.

It only ensures what the body needs, while cleverly suppressing the addictive feeling.

What about using filth?

As a younger sister, it's normal to help your older sister, right?

Theresa's gaze slowly fell on the black hand that was helping to turn the pages, her eyes full of temptation and expectation.

Heishou seemed to have guessed her thoughts long ago, and then he slowly rolled up the pen and wrote on the notebook spread out on the table.

"If you want to become a monster like me."

Theresa looked at the words on the notebook and her body trembled slightly.

Becoming the same monster...

Yes, it was because of things like this that Black Hand became what he is now.

It seems that there is no way to use filth. The only way is to grind the eyeballs into powder and let Xiaotao drink it.

"sunflower......"

Xiaotao's extremely weak voice was heard in the room.

She slowly loosened Theresa's fingers and subconsciously licked the remaining blood off them.

Theresa's voice also became hoarse, and it seemed that it would not recover for a while.

Even so, she asked eagerly and gently, "Awake?"

Xiao Tao blinked with great effort, a trace of confusion and weakness still lingering in her eyes. After a long pause, she uttered a single word softly: "Hmm... awake."

As she spoke, she slowly sat up straighter, with her head drooping, looking very sick.

"You'll be fine."

Theresa looked at Xiaotao with tenderness in her eyes, her gaze full of concern and comfort.

Although Xiaotao's eyes have long lost the light pink color they once had.

Xiao Tao lowered her eyes slightly, recalling what she had done when she lost her mind. A trace of guilt appeared on her face. With a hint of unease and regret in her voice, she asked softly, "They didn't say anything, did they? After all, I was so scary back then."

Theresa shook her head slightly and said in a hoarse but firm voice, "No."

No one in the guild had any extreme reaction. She knew in her heart that this might be because Strelizia was leading them in the crusade.

If anyone dared to take the opportunity to say something unpleasant or act in resistance, she would never let it go.

"Of course I know they won't say anything. After all, everyone has experienced similar things. This power... is truly tempting, and it makes people lose themselves without realizing it."

Xiao Tao sighed softly, a faint bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and with a weak but relieved smile on her face, she slowly spoke.

"I'm not blind anymore, but my vision is still a little blurry. However, even so, I can still see your eyes clearly. They're really bright! Seeing them at any time makes me feel at ease. I want to... wait until I can see things clearly again."

She paused slightly, an unreadable emotion flashing in her eyes.

Theresa always looked at Xiaotao intently, her eyes gentle and firm, and listened silently to her every word.

"When my eyesight recovers, I will become a fire man, right?"

Xiao Tao's voice was filled with loneliness and worry. "By then, I will become an outsider under your sky, an exiled existence. Everyone will be afraid of me and stay away from me."

"There's me... and... Xiaohe..."

Theresa spoke hurriedly, her voice trembling slightly with urgency.

Although I don’t know where Strelitzia has gone now and why it hasn’t come back for so long.

But she knew in her heart that she had to reassure Xiaotao.

Xiaotao looked at the two people's clasped hands, and a thin layer of mist appeared in her eyes.

"Because of you, I can't turn into a fire man. Because the power in me likes you very much, and I suspect they have some ulterior motives."