Mr. Ou, your wife is so good at fighting

Chapter 622 Once, Every Time
Vera's eyes were rounded, and the sound of anger almost broke, "What—!?"

"You still want me to create a blood curse?!" Vera exclaimed.

Everyone just thought that her next sentence would be...why don't you go to heaven? !

Jian Li smiled and nodded, feeling very not ashamed.Shrugging her shoulders and still looking shy, "It's okay if you don't cast a blood curse..." She said softly, "I'll let my uncle come over and talk to you later."

"You, this, this, evil, devil!" Vera said word by word.

Jian Li chuckled, "How can I do that? I don't eat human flesh and drink human blood...I'm always upright."

Vera didn't mention what kind of psychological activity it was when she heard this, but the other members of the mansion couldn't help shivering.

No matter what, Vera didn't want to face Yang Qian again, so she cast the blood curse very quickly. You know, the blood curse is the highest oath of the blood clan, and its power is almost stronger than that of the blood clan's relatives to deter and restrain the descendants. Power and damage are even greater.

Vera stood up without hesitation, which shows how much she is in awe of Yang Qian...

After casting the blood curse, Jian Li didn't make things difficult for her. Wei La was afraid of meeting Yang Qian again, so she left quickly. It was better to go to a hotel or sleep on the street first than to stay in a mansion.

In short, when there is a reply over there, she will be able to go back to the country immediately, and there is no need to stay here any longer.

Speaking of which, Vera once wanted to stay here. At that time, I probably never dreamed that one day I would hate this place so much...

Vera's willingness to agree, and her swiftness of departure, were simply breathtaking.

When Yang Qian and Nick came up from the underground vault, Vera had already disappeared.

As soon as the two of them came in, Jian Li looked at them with scorching eyes, and guessed to some extent that his uncle Runick was talking alone, and the content was mostly related to the fourth brother's affairs.

Yang Qian didn't intend to say anything, so he slumped down on the sofa lazily. How could he be as cold and majestic as he was when he treated Vera in the vault?

Lazy as if his bones were pulled out, his eyelids were drooping, he seemed half awake, and he kept muttering, "I'm hungry, I'm hungry...I helped you solve this problem. Trouble, don't you even care about the food?"

I've never seen such an obvious difference between him externally and internally.

Nick is grateful to Yang Qian for his great help, not only allowing him to be released by his relatives, but also giving a way to increase the success rate of Jian Jun's transformation.To be honest, Nick is now willing to die for Yang Qian.

So she immediately got up and went to the kitchen to make food for Yang Qian. Jian Li looked at the lazy uncle who was hibernating on the sofa like a snake... She felt that it was difficult to get any useful news from him.

So Jian Li stood up and followed to the kitchen.

The kitchen of the mansion is not in this small Western-style main building, but in a separate house outside, which is the canteen of the mansion, and the kitchen is also inside.

Aunt Liu usually cooks and uses the kitchen, and there are no outsiders in the mansion, so the kitchen is quiet at the moment, except for a slender figure standing in front of the stove, busy and agile.

Nick didn't turn around or look back, but he had already sensed Jian Li's arrival. He stopped the movement of his hands for a moment, and hooked the corner of his mouth, "Xiao Lili."

Jian Li walked up.

Nick said, "I thought you'd last longer."

"That's something related to my fourth brother. I can bear it. I didn't rush down to the safe to listen to what you and my uncle said. It's my endurance!" Jian Li said.

Nick laughed lowly and nodded again and again, "That's right, when it comes to things related to Junjun, we both have the same tolerance."

Nick didn't intend to whet Jian Li's appetite, so he quickly said everything. Jian Li jumped up and sat on the counter, holding the big mineral water bottle in his arms, looking at the dark liquid inside.

"Just a little more..." she murmured.

Nick said helplessly, "It's already a lot. The blood volume of our blood race is not high. After releasing this bottle, Vera will basically have blood left."

Jian Li hugged the bottle tightly, tilted her head and looked at Nick, "I regret it, I shouldn't let her go, if she stays here, you can relax, right?"

Nick smiled lowly, "Forget it, she is a hidden danger here after all, it's better to leave."

"But my fourth brother..." Before Jian Li finished speaking, Nick stopped cooking and turned to look at Jian Li with serious eyes, "Xiao Lili, I can take care of my people .I can."

Jian Li pursed her lips without saying a word, and nodded heavily.

"Instead of thinking about my bloodletting in the future, you might as well think about how to make Junjun drink the blood. I don't have a clue, and I don't know how to persuade him..."

As he said that, Nick turned his head and looked into Jian Li's eyes seriously, "Tell me, should I use mind control to make him not remember this memory after drinking it?"

In fact, Jian Li instinctively resisted using such abilities on her own family members, but thinking of the special situation now, it seems that she can't be so restrictive.

But before Jian Li could give a reply, Nick himself vetoed it first, and he shook his head, "Forget it, I don't have the heart to use mind control on him, and I don't know if it will work."

After all, Nick once gave Jian Jun a very advanced mind control, and Jian Jun will never forget about Nick.It probably won't work.

So Jian Li and Nick didn't discuss to come up with a clue, but they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with their mood. Even if they haven't discussed a clue yet, at least there is a way. Compared with the helplessness before, it can be said that So much better.

No matter what, it's worth being happy.

Nick made a meal for Yang Qian, and it was quite delicate. Yang Qian was very satisfied, but he was still lazy, and he almost closed his eyes while eating.

Nick was also beside him, discussing blood feeding with Jian Jun in a low voice.

Jian Jun didn't say a word, his already sick complexion became even paler, his lips were tightly pressed together, his eyes occasionally drifted to the big mineral water bottle, and then his eyes became more and more erratic.

"So...so you mean..." Jian Jun was probably a little shocked, so she stuttered and asked, "Do I have to drink so much blood at once?"

Just as Nick was about to nod his head, the old antique Yang, who had been eating next to him and almost closed his eyes, suddenly said, "Not once, but every time."

Jian Jun's body trembled violently. He had never felt that speaking was such a difficult thing. He squeezed out a sentence from his throat, "How many times?"

"It depends on Nick's resilience. If he can do it, it's better to do it once a day."

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