Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 139 The Loyal Dog Knight (38)

The patriarch couldn't help expressing the consequences of his worries.

After all, there are two conditions for this method.

One is that there are people who are willing to give their lives and exchange blood with each other.

The second is what the other party loves, which is also the most important point.

The patriarch said: "If Alsa didn't love you so much..."

Qian Qiu glanced at him coldly: "If there is no if, even if there is, it is your problem."

"..."

The patriarch fell silent, forget me shut up.

at last.

The patriarch began to exchange blood.

During the exchange of blood, the party with the tattoo will not have any pain.

The pain is all on the other side.

Qian Qiu looked at the gradually passing blood with an indifferent expression.

She looked at the young man, and the tattoos clinging to his skin were getting weaker and fading away.

She was in a pretty good mood, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and her eyes softened.

The patriarch was terrified.

If he hadn't seen the paler face of the girl in front of him, he would almost have thought she was fine.

He finally couldn't help asking: "You, don't you feel it?"

"How does it feel?" Qian Qiu asked lightly.

"This is a blood exchange..."

Why are you smiling instead, doesn't it hurt?
He remembered that he had seen the previous patriarch perform such a ceremony.

Howling and screaming for mercy.

Halfway through, the blood exchange was terminated.

One of them lost a lot of blood, and even though they stopped halfway, they still couldn't escape death.

The other party also followed suit.

They came full of expectations, but in the end they were defeated by pain and turned into a tragedy.

Qianqiu's tone remained flat: "What's the problem?"

"..."

The patriarch began to wonder if his original memory was wrong.

Really feel nothing?
He simply stopped talking and began to concentrate on the ceremony.

Halfway through the process, the tattoos on Arsa's body had been gradually transferred out along with the blood.

His eyelashes began to tremble slightly.

The patriarch was taken aback for a moment, and then said in a panic: "Don't let him wake up!"

As soon as his voice fell, it was already too late.

The effect of the medicine on the boy's body began to dissipate with the exchange of blood.

Relying on the strength of his body, he woke up early.

Arsa slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of bewilderment in them.

When he glanced at Qian Qiu beside the bed, his eyes paused, and he immediately burst into a cute smile, wanting to reach out his hand.

He felt something again.

The blood exchanged in the body, and the tattoos continued to flow.

His movements froze quickly, realizing something was wrong.

Just as he was about to do something, a white and slender hand stretched out to cover his eyes.

He could feel the coolness in the girl's palm, exuding a faint fragrance and a familiar smell.

The smell of the curse...

He felt her body temperature drop gradually, and wanted to pull her hand down to see what happened.

Qian Qiu leaned down, breathed in the boy's ear, and said in a soft voice, "Hey, kids, don't read these things."

"No..." He tried to struggle.

Qian Qiu stretched out his other hand, and put his index finger on his lips.

The boy's words were stopped, and her fingertips rubbed slightly on the lips, then to the corners of the lips and cheeks.

Along the way, there was an icy coldness, but a sense of comfort.

He was so weak that he couldn't exert any strength.

"Go to sleep."

"Hmm..." He wanted to say something else.

His voice was hoarse, a guttural sound.

It was like the cub's last warning, mixed with the wailing of extreme fear.

Please.

don't leave, okay?

(End of this chapter)