Xiaobaihua attacked and took the blame again [Quick Transmigration]

"Blood?" Chu Ling shook the glass cup, and the bright red liquid inside swayed along the wall of the cup.

'Jiang Luo's blood. ’ the system replied in his head.

Chu Ling held the cup in her hand, rubbed it lightly with her fingers, and then put it back in place.

Just after taking a shower in the bathroom, when he was walking out while wrapping his clothes and tying his belt, he bumped into Jiang Luo blocking the door just as he opened the door.

The other party glanced at him, pulled the open part of his chest, walked over him to the cup of blood, and brought it back to Chu Ling.

Chu Ling:?

"What's wrong?" He asked hesitantly.

"Drink it." Jiang Luo moved to his lips.

Naturally, Chu Ling would not agree to such a weird request.

He covered his mouth and took two steps back.

Jiang Luo didn't force himself when he saw this. When he first came in, he brought a large plate of snacks, which were neatly piled up in the shape of a triangular tower, and beside them were all kinds of trinkets, a few sweet sauces, and a cup that looked light drinks.

Chu Ling felt a little greedy after taking a look.

Jiang Luo pulled him back to the bed, put the snacks on the small table next to the bed, and put the cup filled with blood aside.

"If you can't swallow it, eat it together."

Chu Ling was dissatisfied, "Why do you want to drink, I don't want to drink." After finishing speaking, she gave a sideways glance in disgust, and moved her butt back, which shows that she is really annoying.

"He attacked you." Jiang Luo sighed, sat down on the edge of the bed, put his big hand on Chu Ling's stomach, and touched it lightly, "I don't feel anything wrong, but don't worry, the blood of the demons is Great supplement."

Chu Ling looked at the blood brought over by the other party, and moved back again in resistance.

"I can heal myself, I don't need yours!"

Hell, who can drink this stuff.

"And you obviously haven't been to the bathroom. I didn't put it in after I was injured."

"Yes." Jiang Luo admitted directly.

"The blood of the demons is a tonic. You were a human being before, and you couldn't bear it. I didn't give it to you, but your body is completely fine now. If you eat some, your body will be in better condition."

He touched Chu Ling's head, "I think you can be healthier. You have been storing blood before you came here. You don't need to drink too much a day, just a glass."

Chu Ling didn't appreciate it at all, or in other words, most people couldn't stand it.

"I really don't need it!" He pushed Jiang Luo's approaching hand away, probably because of too much strength, the cup was knocked over directly, blood was spilled all over the two of them, and the ground and bed were also stained a little.

Chu Ling patted the clothes she had just changed in annoyance, and said angrily, "It's all your fault! I said I don't need it anymore!" He tugged at the sticky clothes irritably.

Jiang Luo held the empty cup in silence for a moment, his hands were stiff in the air, most of the blood spilled on his cuffs, soaking them thoroughly.

In this way, it also revealed the strangeness of his sleeves, which seemed to have a slightly bulging bump inside.

But Chu Ling didn't notice that he was now full of worries about taking another bath.

Push away a table of snacks and go to the bathroom.

Jiang Luo watched him leave angrily, put down the cup quietly, sighed after a long time, took off his blood-stained clothes, and wiped the blood on his hands.

He tidied up the floor and the bed in the room.

When Chu Ling came out, the room had already been cleaned.

And Jiang Luo also changed into a white nightgown, which was obviously the same as Chu Ling's at first glance.

"I'm going to wash it too." Seeing that Chu Ling seemed to dislike his approach, Jiang Luo said helplessly.

"So fast?" Chu Ling didn't believe it.

Jiang Luo held his hand, led him to the bed, pushed a table of snacks, "Taste."

Chu Ling glanced at him suspiciously, and then she was attracted by the dim sum. She first squeezed two pieces and tasted it. A light sweet taste came to the tip of her tongue. He then dipped some honey on the side, which was elegant and sweet. There is a touch of honey in it.

Sweet but not greasy, really good.

He ate a few more pieces, and when he got tired, he drank the tea that was put aside.

After a while, half of the large plate of dim sum was swept away.

Jiang Luo didn't move much, just watched him quietly, and handed him a square scarf after he had finished eating.

"Wipe it."

Chu Ling took it over and wiped her mouth and hands bluntly, then threw it on the table casually.

"There's still a little here." Jiang Luo smiled, and reached out to wipe off a little bit of crumbs on his cheeks.

"Why are you suddenly..." You have such a good temper.

Chu Ling finally realized something was wrong, but he didn't finish his sentence, and swallowed half of it.

"Huh?" Jiang Luo was puzzled.

"It's nothing." Chu Ling thought to herself, probably because the other party had heard all the words, so let's not point it out, it's good.

It was a bit quiet between the two of them, no one spoke, they all sat silently.

This kind of atmosphere never existed in the past. As long as the two of them are together, they will get bored. When they meet again, after all, too much has changed.

"A Luo." After a long silence, Chu Ling spoke.

Jiang Luo, who was about to say something just now, looked at him, with a hint of imperceptible expectation in his eyes.

"Don't hurt him." But Chu Ling opened his mouth to say this, which made Jiang Luo's face a little uneasy, but he held back, but his gentle expression lightened a little, and he responded lightly.

"I, when can I see him again?"

"You said it was the last time." Jiang Luo remained expressionless.

"Ah... yes." Chu Ling lowered her head and rubbed the corner of her clothes, "I forgot..."

When Jiang Luo saw this, the unwillingness in his heart became more and more intense. Why did Dong Minze hurt Chu Ling, but Chu Ling still couldn't forget him and hurt him, but he was completely abandoned by the other party.

"Xiao Ling, don't mention him to me in the future." Jiang Luo shunned Chu Ling's short furry hair, and said softly, and then remembered something, "Dong Minze asked you just now, did you know that we were alone, you... . . . "

"What person?" Chu Ling looked at him blankly.

In this way, Jiang Luo knew it well, he took Chu Ling into his arms, and gently stroked her back, "It's nothing, I promised you to see him, now is it time for you to fulfill the promise you made to me?" .”

Chu Ling's chin lightly rested on his solid shoulder, and she nodded silently upon hearing this.

"it is good."

After the two stayed for a while, Jiang Luo left, his goal self-evident.

Naturally, it was Dong Minze who was still in the cell.

"Hmm..." Dong Minze was lying in a pool of blood, the shackles on his body had been cut off, what greeted him was not rescue but beating, he gritted his teeth tightly, and after being kicked out again, his fingers slammed clutching the ground.

Seeing that his fingers were covered with bloodshot eyes, he coughed, his hoarse voice was very clear in the quiet cell, "Since he doesn't like me, I don't want to pester him either, so let me go."

Jiang Luo squinted his eyes, raised his feet under the black robe, slammed down and stepped on Dong Min Ze's head with a 'bang' sound, crushing the opponent's head on the ground fiercely.

"You actually took my words seriously." He raised his chin, his black hair covered half of his eyes, under the dark shadow, his eyes were cold and proud.

"Of course, other places are indeed a trustworthy person, but you..." Jiang Luo chuckled, "There is nothing wrong with lying to myself, right?"

It was said that Dong Minze did not show a very violent reaction, as if he had expected it, he seemed to be out of breath, lying on the ground motionless, even if he wanted to move, it would depend on the will of the master who stepped on his feet, Isn't it.

The owner of the foot obviously didn't want to let him go, and kicked him on the head again, kicking him straight up the wall.

The black painted walls have been smeared with blood, and the red 'pigment' is like a painting, laying the ground color on it.

Blood dripped down the wall, and the deformed blood man on it seemed to be the best decoration.

Jiang Luo lightly hooked his fingers and tore off the big black robe he was wearing and threw it aside.

The black robe has long been stained with blood.

"He's still waiting for me to go back, so I don't want to accompany you." He wiped off the blood on his face and hands with a wet towel next to him, and threw a ring at Dong Min Ze's side.

It was the space ring that Jiang Luo had already seized, and it contained Dong Minze's medicine and weapons.

Turning around to leave the cell, with the dull sound of closing the door, the bloody man leaning against the wall moved and crawled over, grasping the ring tightly with his deformed fingers.

Jiang Luo went to wash it again before returning to the room. There was a faint fragrance on his body, and there was no trace of blood at all.

He was wearing a loose nightgown, which seemed to be the same style as Chu Ling's before.

"Where have you been?" Chu Ling sat on the bed, fiddling with a small ornament, and raised her head when she heard the door open.

Very alert, but also very boring.

Jiang Luo didn't answer, but just returned to the bed and hugged him naturally.

"Take a break." He put his fingers on Chu Ling's waist and rubbed it vaguely.

Chu Lingmin trembled, and slapped him away, "If you want to rest, I won't disturb you." The implication is that he wants to go out to sleep.

"Together." Jiang Luo hugged him into his arms without any rebuttal.

The quilt was raised high, and finally fell on the shoulders of the two of them.

Chu Ling grabbed Jiang Luo's hand and pulled it out of the quilt, but the moment she grabbed it, she felt something was wrong.

He pushed away the other party's covering sleeve, only to see that there were pieces of bandages on the wrists, which were slightly stretched.

"What is this?" Chu Ling frowned.

Jiang Luo drew back, and said nonchalantly, "It's just a little injury, this world suppresses me, and my recovery ability is much weaker."

Chu Ling's eyes flashed, and she continued: "Then your devilish energy."

"The demonic energy becomes agitated, and even my master can't suppress it at times." Jiang Luo used a little strength to hold Chu Ling tightly in his arms, resting his chin on the other's fluffy head.

"The only way to suppress it is to inhale aura."

"Then if you can't suppress it..."

"It will explode." Jiang Luowei said, "Anyway, there are enough spiritual power users in this world."

"You killed someone because of this?"

Jiang Luo paused for a moment, but for some reason, he didn't open his mouth.

He killed people, the demons never cared whether people died or not, but he cared about Chu Ling.

He knew that Chu Ling would be afraid of his cold blood and his unscrupulous methods, so all the people he killed were evil people who deserved to die, and all of this was to save his own life and to reassure Chu Ling.

But when it was time to speak, he didn't speak.

He didn't speak, and neither did Chu Ling.

In a sense, Chu Ling had no right to blame him, even if he pretended, he couldn't pretend.

He didn't care what the other person thought, not at all.

So he didn't continue, just closed his eyes silently.

If Jiang Luo's demonic energy rioted, if he failed to suppress it, the demonic energy would spread wantonly in this world. At that time, as the system said, all creatures full of spiritual energy would be devoured.

Sure enough, his mission was Jiang Luo.