Rely on face to eat [Quick Transmigration]

The night is cold and gloomy, and the sky is like a huge lacquer-dyed curtain, airtight.

Shen Mian frowned slightly, her delicate and beautiful face gradually turned pale, a drop of cold sweat slipped from her side cheek, slipped into her clothes and disappeared.

The fingertips were sucked by the little devil's mouth, moist and hot, like pain and itching, sometimes it hurts like being stabbed by an ice edge, sometimes it hurts like being roasted on a hot fire, repeated, it is very uncomfortable .

But what made him really uncomfortable was the blood that was lost too quickly.

Originally, the consumption of this little blood essence would not kill people, but Shen Mian was seriously injured before, and the consumption was too much. These days, he only ate some tasteless wild fruits, so he was naturally short-lived. Blood, I'm afraid this little life will be taken.

He couldn't resist, and he was powerless to resist. He only had a sharp mouth, and he taunted: "Are you a child who has not been weaned? If you are hungry, you can go to your mother. If it doesn't work, you can just find a nanny." Come to suck the young master's blood, are you sick!"

The little devil's eyes turned cold, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze in an instant. In the world, only the sleeping blood was still draining rapidly, and everything was silent in his ears. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of the little devil's continuous swallowing. .

Shen Mian lost strength for a while, and it was difficult to open her eyelids. She panted in a low voice, "If you don't stop, I will, I will really die... Sustainable use, scientific development concept, do you understand..."

Hearing what he said, the little devil finally stopped, but still held his sleepy fingertips in his mouth, remained silent for a moment, and licked again reluctantly.

"..." Shen Mian was dizzy from his anger, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Is my blood good to drink?"

The little devil said: "It's hard to drink."

He was telling the truth, the smell of human blood was too strong and the taste was not good, no one would think it was delicious, but drinking his blood would make him feel much better, so he had to drink it.

Shen Mian didn't have the energy to argue with him anymore, she could only warn weakly: "I tell you, I was seriously injured earlier, if you act recklessly again, I will die, if I die, you won't have blood..."

Some words caused him to speak intermittently, and before he finished speaking, he completely lost his strength and fell down behind him in a daze.

Just when he was about to fall to the ground, he fell into a firm embrace. Before Shen Mian closed her eyes, she saw an unusually handsome face.

It's just that he passed out quickly and didn't realize that at the same time as the man appeared, the little devil also disappeared from the spot.

The man lowered his eyes, his icy purple pupils rarely flashed a rippling wave, he raised his hand to condense a purple aura across Shen Mian's body, and suddenly frowned.

Yuan Dan was completely destroyed, and his body was also in danger.

After finally recovering a little bit of strength, enough to support the body, he didn't want to consume it for mere human beings, but thinking about the "sustainable use" Shen Mian said earlier, he felt that there was some truth to it.

With a wave of his hand, a stream of pure vitality entered Shen Mian's body from the palm of his hand, and quickly traveled through his limbs, wiping away the pain of the past few days. His face became more and more beautiful.

His eyes fell on the white and slender index finger. There was a child's tooth mark on the fingertip. He paused, raised his hand to heal the tooth mark, and brought that finger to his lips. He licked the remaining drop of blood. Go, feel that the coldness surging in the body is instantly suppressed.

In an instant, the two disappeared from the spot.At the same time, there were also the sky-filled purple crows.

***

Shen Mian fell asleep, and when she woke up, she felt unprecedentedly comfortable.

The barrage was discussing what happened after the broadcast was closed yesterday, and why the anchor went from being a tramp in the forest to living in a magnificent palace in a blink of an eye.

——There must be some ulterior PY transaction in it.

——seek the truth

——The footage from last night must be released!

——That is, what era is it, how can there be no replay of the plot! !

——In front, the plot replay refers to the video replay during the live broadcast, and it does not count after the broadcast is closed... But, I agree! !

Shen Mian smiled, and said: "I can't remember it myself, but before I fell into a coma, I seemed to see a handsome, very handsome man."

Because he just woke up, his demeanor was very lazy and casual, which seemed a little ambiguous.

The live broadcast room exploded in an instant. How handsome is a man who can be described as "handsome" by the anchor two times in a row?

Shen Mian lowered her head and realized that her clothes had been changed. It was dark purple clothes with familiar patterns. At this moment, that unreasonable little devil appeared in the hall.

Because of his presence, this luxurious palace was filled with a chilly atmosphere.

When Shen Mian saw him, she subconsciously became wary.

The little devil walked up to him, raised his hand, and a table of soup and water appeared in front of Shen Mian, with a strong, bitter taste coming out of his nostrils.

"Drink." His words were very concise and concise, but there was no doubt about it.

Shen Mian took a look and said, "What kind of medicine is this?"

"Blood and Qi."

Shen Mian is so shrewd, so she naturally wouldn't think that he has any good intentions. This little devil probably wants to supply blood for him for a long time, but he has a good plan.

But it's good, at least for the time being, his life is safe, and this little devil seems to have some skills, so he can protect him for a while.

Shen Mian has always been open-minded, and suddenly lost her reluctance. She lowered her head and took a sip of the bitter concoction, and asked tentatively, "Before I fell into a coma last night, I saw a very handsome man..."

The boy frowned and turned to leave.

Shen Mian swallowed the soup in one gulp, which made him cough a few times, the little devil had already left the hall, Shen Mian hurriedly chased after him regardless of his thin clothes.

"Do you know that man? I think you two look somewhat similar. Could it be that he is your brother? Could it be your father?"

The little devil frowned and looked at him, seemingly displeased, and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

Seeing that he really knew that person, Shen Mian's expression became a little more flattering, and she said with a smile, "I'm just asking, because you really don't look like ordinary people."

"Naturally he is not an ordinary person." The little devil said.

Shen Mian smiled, it was debatable that this little devil would talk to him, thinking about it this way, his smile became more gentle, his pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes were smiling, shining like stars, especially touching.

The little devil glanced across his face with icicles in between, although Shen Mian was expressionless, Shen Mian still read a little bit of displeasure.

"Cunning Terran," he said.

Shen Mian was taken aback, "Human race"?Listening to this means, he is not a human race?

That's right, when the little devil came last night, accompanied by tens of thousands of purple crows, the cold aura that covered the sky and the moon almost froze the world. That kind of cold aura must not be some kind of immortal, so it can only be He is a member of the demon world, and he keeps claiming that he is the "real deity". He thinks his status is not low, at least his realm must be very high.

In this world, people who have broken through the realm of Mahayana often call themselves "this seat", "principal deity" and the like.

Shen Mian was silent for a moment, and asked back: "How can I be cunning?"

The little devil was silent, but said in a low voice: "Smiling so beautifully, there must be something in the picture."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and Shen Mian was sent back to the hall in an instant.

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***

After that day, the little devil would come over almost every day, first feed Shen Mian the soup, and then drink his blood.

Shen Mian looked at the soup on the table, it hardly changed, it just became bitterer every time.

He asked, "Do you like to see me suffer?"

The little devil looked at him puzzled.

Shen Mian said: "This medicine is too bitter to swallow, why don't you give me a basket of red dates, it's sweet after all."

The little devil nodded slightly, "I have recorded it."

He was so easy to talk, but Shen Mian was not easy to have an attack, so he frowned and drank it down, and drank several bowls one after another, the bitter taste numbs the taste buds, Shen Mian lay on the edge of the bed and retched.

Seeing his pain, the little devil raised his hand to take a bowl and drank it with his head up, saying, "I don't feel bitter."

Shen Mian wondered: "Shouldn't children like sweets? Why aren't you afraid of hardship?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Shen Mian asked again: "I wonder how old you are?"

"That's not what you should be asking."

Seeing that he didn't like it, Shen Mian quickly stroked her hair, and said, "I don't want to pry into your privacy, but you are really powerful, many times stronger than everyone I've ever seen, so I'm inevitably curious."

After getting along for a while, Shen Mian has found some tricks, in short, it's right to praise.

Sure enough, the little devil's expression improved a lot. Although he still had no expression, Shen Mian could see the pride in his expression, but he heard him say: "Although this deity is not as good as one or two tenths of the heyday, it is still enough to shock those in the practice world. Mediocrity."

Shen Mian continued to flatter: "I think you used to be a hard-to-find opponent in the world."

The little devil saw that the soup was getting cold, and with a wave of his hand, it was steaming again. He frowned and said, "Drink the medicine quickly."

Shen Mian nodded obediently, he took a sip, and whispered: "You haven't told me yet, who was the man that night?"

The little devil was silent, and said: "Why are you so obsessed with him?"

Holding a white porcelain spoon in Shen Mian's hand, he stirred gently in the jade-white porcelain bowl, his green onion-like fingertips became more white and lustrous, and a slight smile spread out from his eyes, and said, "I told you I won't understand either."

"If you don't tell me, how do you know that this deity doesn't understand?"

Although Shen Mian guessed that he was more than the age he seemed to be, she still couldn't treat him as a peer or a senior.

He pondered for a moment, slightly pursed his pale pink lips, and said softly: "Because, I like him."

The little devil shook violently, and directly crushed the edge of the table into fine powder.

"You, you have only met once, and they are all men."

Shen Mian said: "So what, I fell in love with him when I saw him, love is such a wonderful thing, so I said you wouldn't understand."

"Stop lying."

Shen Mian has always had a thick skin, not to mention this kind of lie, who can produce evidence to prove that he is lying, and of course he will not admit to this kind of lie.He sighed faintly, and said: "I wish I was lying, but my mind and heart are full of his figure, and I can't drive him away no matter how hard I try, what is it that I don't like to be so worried?"

When he said this, his sweet voice seemed to be melancholy, but there was a very gentle streamer in his eyes, which looked beautiful and peaceful, which only made people want to care and pity.

The little devil stood up abruptly and walked away.

Looking at his hasty back, Shen Mian thought it was weird, before when he was annoyed, she would just slap a formula and leave, but this time she was so angry that she didn't even remember to slap the tactic.

Could it be that that man is really his own father?