The Blood Hourglass

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"West Asia!" Xiao Yang smiled obviously when he saw the figure of the healer, stood up and greeted him, completely disregarding his identity as the earl, "You are finally here."

"I'm sorry! I made the Lord and Miss Earl wait a long time!" With a smile that melted anyone, she took out a black bottle, not big, just like the one in my pocket, but not as pretty "This is the blood I found, please drink, miss!"

"Oh." I took it with a smile, and she was even more pleased to see my behavior.

"Jing~you can laugh!" She looked at my smiling face, of course, nothing special, but Vija exclaimed in exclamation. After all, I have always been a person without a smile, and the rare thing is a sneer. The bright smile really surprised her.

I glared at her, "Of course."

Then he opened the bottle, smelled it, and was about to lift the bottle to drink, but Sam was grabbed it, "Is this noble blood?"

"Yeah." I nodded, thinking that it was an opening of the bottle, and the strong smell of blood in it had rushed into their noses.

"Knowing you still drink, you don't want to die?" Sam sternly grabbed the black bottle in my hand.

Seeing Sam snatching the bottle, Xia's complexion tightened, and he quickly stood up and reached out to grab the black bottle that Sam snatched. "This gentleman can rest assured that this is just the blood of a nobleman who is under a hundred years old. The best medicine for Miss Zhi's injury."

"But nobles can't drink the blood of nobles..." Sam retorted.

"It's not that you can't, but you can't drink casually, as long as the opponent is weaker than yourself, and the effect will be better than human blood, so..." Xia turned around and handed the bottle to me again, "Miss, Please! Drink it earlier and your injuries will heal faster."

"Yeah." I naturally took over with Le. But Zeiro grabbed my hand, "Don't take this risk, if the owner of this blood is stronger than you..."

"Please don't worry about this. I have already checked it. It has been less than 80 years since the master of blood has become a nobleman, so there must be no young lady as strong." Xia hurriedly explained.

"Yeah! West Asia can't make a mistake, don't worry, everyone." Xiao Yang, a fool, just spoke for the over-scheming healer.

"But Lord Earl, if something happens..." Sam still stared at the bottle in my hand suspiciously.

"Don't worry, no, how could West Asia harm Jing'er! It was the first time she saw Jing'er, and she had no grievances against her, so what did she do to harm her!" After the playboy's lobbying, everyone They both looked at me silently, but Sam and Jero still had doubts in their eyes, and Vijay just looked at me without understanding.

"Humph!" I sneered, and drank all the black blood in the bottle with my head up, savoring the sweetness.

"Quiet..." Jero called.

"How?" Sam also asked curiously.

"Not bad! It tastes good and sweet." I looked at them calmly, and deliberately answered slowly.

"That's good, then I'll go back first. It's not too early. I still have patients to see in the evening." Xia saw me drink it, feeling relieved, and said goodbye.

"Okay, I'll see you." The **** stood up.

"No, I'll go back by myself."

"How can this work? I will keep you busy with Jing'er's affairs until now, and I will send you." Finally, Xiao Yang pushed her to the gate of the Grand Duke's mansion.

When he came back, he looked at Sam and them a little nicely, because the three of them kept looking around me, but they didn't say a word. "What's the matter? What are you all watching around Jinger?"

"Master Earl, I am worried that something will happen to her." Sam answered simply.

"How come..." Xiao Yang naturally didn't believe it, because he only believed in West Asia.

"I don't think this blood is the blood of an eighty-year-old noble." But Sam's serious expression made him unable to laugh. "What do you say?"

"Because I have smelled my own blood, I am a hundred years old, but my blood is not as dark and rich as this blood. If the Lord does not believe it, you can give it a try." His arm stretched out, and the other hand was the weapon he had exchanged today.

"This..." Xiao Yang was taken aback, "If it wasn't the blood of an eighty-year-old nobleman, then it would be..."

"Second-generation blood." I can taste that taste, but I don't even think about it now. She is obviously just a few hundred years old noble. In half a day, where did she get this blood? ?

"What?" Everyone looked back at me.

"Are you not mistaken? How do you feel? Are you uncomfortable?" The **** was anxious at this time, teleported to my side and supported me, "If it really is drinking strong blood, what is it? How to save you?"

"If you really drink blood that is stronger than myself by mistake, huh!" I smiled coldly and took a step forward, "I will definitely die."

"Then Jinger, you..." Xiao Yang was stunned, "Why did Xia do this? Why did she harm you?"

"Why is she doing this? You should ask her. As for me, don't worry about it." I turned and walked towards the door.

"How can we not worry about you! Jing, how do you feel? Is it uncomfortable?" Jero stopped me with a leap.

"I'm okay." I looked directly into his eyes calmly, his mind was already beyond words, and I could only pretend not to see.

"You can't be okay, unless you are better than the second generation!" Xiao Yang now wakes up and points to me.

"Humph!" I snorted coldly, "So I'm fine."

"Jing, what do you mean by this? Why don't I understand Dwarf" Huya walked over and asked in confusion.

"I think what she said is that she is better than the second generation." Sam explained for me.

"How is it possible, Jing, you are stronger, maybe stronger than the third generation, but better than the second generation, I think..." Jero didn't believe it.

"Maybe I am not better than the second generation, but the blood of the second generation will not do me anything." Looking at them all nervously, I think if I don't explain clearly, I don't want to leave.

"How..." Xiao Yang also stepped forward.

"You forgot, what I said last time in the monthly entrance exam at night school."

"You said..." Everyone recalled, "You drank the second generation of blood."

"Yes." I smiled faintly, pulled out the person in front of me, and walked forward, "So I will be fine."

"This is the best, but why does Sia want to do this?" It was this that confused the **** the most.

"I just want to know where she got the second-generation blood." As I said, I had walked out of the hall. Such sweet and powerful food was enough to hurt my chest seven or eight times. It seemed to be better than what White gave. Those liquids are still effective.

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