Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

"You won't kill me, but you'll eat me." Xia Mi chuckled again.

Xia Mu rolled her eyes: "I'm not interested in you."

"really?"

Xia Mi moved a chair and sat down next to him, tilting her head to look into his eyes: "Don't you want to drink my blood right now?"

Xia Mu's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes changed slightly.

Here, take it.

The other person actually brought his fair and tender arm to his mouth.

Xia Mu opened his mouth: "Are you sick?"

"You don't want it? Then I won't be polite! Ouch!" Xia Mi didn't stand on ceremony and grabbed his hand, biting his wrist.

"Shut up!"

Xia Mumeng tried to pull his hand away, but found that Xia Mi's hands were like a pair of pliers, firmly holding onto his hand.

The two sat on the side of the street, with people coming and going. Passersby assumed they were just a couple playing around, unaware that Xia Mu's artery had been bitten open and blood was gushing into Xia Mi's mouth...

Chapter 163 Drinking Blood from Each Other

"Ok!"

Xia Mi, controlling Xia Mu's arm with one hand, then surprisingly brought her wrist to his mouth again, the meaning of which was clear:

I'll drink yours, you drink mine.

Xia Mu had absolutely no idea what was going on!

It's not impossible to break free, but that would inevitably require using the power of words, and who knows what might happen.

In short, he did not want to be Xia Mi's enemy.

Moreover, working with her would greatly increase the chances of taking down Norton.

In addition, the unlocked S-class bloodline is eagerly awaiting its nourishment…

Xia Mu closed her eyes and bit down hard.

"what!"

Xia Mi suddenly let out a soft, seductive scream and abruptly pulled her hand back.

At the same time, she loosened her grip on his wrist, pulled out a bandage from somewhere, and wrapped it around his wrist. Then, she turned around and glared at him angrily.

"W-What? Didn't you tell me to bite it?" Xia Mu felt inexplicably guilty.

"Did your hand hurt just now?" Xia Miming stared at him with bright eyes.

Xia Mu was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that it really didn't hurt; even if it did, it was only a psychological feeling.

"Aren't you the Child of the Wind King? Can't you use a tiny wind blade to cut an extremely fine slit?"

Xia Mu handed over his wrist, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and a bloody mark appeared on his wrist before blood flowed out.

"hurry up!"

Xia Mi turned her head away.

Xia Mu subconsciously looked down, but then suddenly remembered... wait a minute, can't you just suck it directly? Why use your mouth!

God's Arrival

He reached out and touched her wrist. Blood immediately seemed to be drawn to her fingertips and flowed into his body.

"Hey!"

Xia Mi suddenly pulled her hand back and glared at him, "Why should I use my mouth and you use your hands?"

Xia Mu was puzzled: "What's the problem?"

"No! You have to drink too!" Xia Mi glared at him.

Xia Mu smirked: "Are you crazy?!"

Xia Mi reached out and twirled a stray strand of hair between her fingers, smiling brightly: "Not used to it yet? The things we outcasts do are considered pretty crazy by humans anyway..."

Xia Mu had a headache, but seeing her blood dripping down, his heart ached beyond measure.

For the S-class bloodline!

He closed his eyes and pressed his lips to it. Strangely enough, Xia Mi's blood seemed to be something his body craved. He didn't find it bloody at all; instead, it tasted delicious to him.

Xia Mi looked at Xia Mu, who was bowing his head and sucking his blood, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

Blood exchange...

She lowered her eyes, unable to understand what she was doing.

His blood was good for him, but it was also a drug to him, an essential medium for his awakening.

If this continues... he'll become addicted.

'Odin…Norton…'

'It's impossible to judge who made the right or wrong choices, or rather, it's irrelevant whether they were right or wrong. It all depends on who can escape the fate of being abandoned in the future…'

Xia Mi murmured to herself.

"Hey! That's enough! Drink less!"

She came to her senses, but felt dizzy all over. Xia Mu was still endlessly sucking blood.

Xia Mi quickly pushed his head away, but Xia Mu ignored her and held her hand as if he were gnawing on a pig's trotter.

"Let go!"

Xia Mi abruptly pulled her hand away and covered her wound.

Xia Mu looked up somewhat blankly before his mind cleared from that intoxicating pleasure.

It felt as if lava was flowing through my body, seeping into my bones and surging to every part of my body.

As for S-rank, the proportion of dragon blood is extremely close to the critical blood limit, which is equivalent to Chu Zihang's second blood explosion, putting him on the verge of losing consciousness.

A realization flashed through his mind: Xia Mi's blood was far more useful than Erii's.

What he really needs is the blood of the Dragon King.

But can the bloodline be further improved? What will happen if the critical bloodline limit is broken?

Why is this happening?

Xia Mu looked up at Xia Mi.

Xia Mi looked around, then suddenly pointed ahead: "Wow! Look over there! A couple is kissing in the street!"

"Hey! That's completely irrelevant!"

"Wow! There it is! An old man and a beautiful young girl! The world is going to the dogs!"

"They might be father and daughter!"

"Who said that? What kind of daughter leans her whole body against her father?"

"..."

The conversation veered further and further off track, and they ended up bickering all the way to breaking up.

"This guy..."

Xia Mu watched Xia Mi's bouncing ponytail disappear around the street corner, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve up, then droop down again.

With her involved, who knows what will happen next? What will happen if the King of Earth and Mountains devours the King of Bronze and Fire...?

What would have happened if Jormungandr hadn't died...?

Xia Mu was completely bewildered.

Life is fleeting, so let's take it one step at a time.

He returned to his hotel room and lay down on the empty bed.

Chu Zihang sat cross-legged on another table, closing his eyes to rest.

Who is that girl?

His voice suddenly came.

"Damn! I thought you were asleep!"

Xia Mu turned his head and saw that he could actually see a gossipy side in Chu Zihang's golden eyes.

"I just don't think it's a good idea. Don't you already have Xia Liyi?" Chu Zihang said softly.

Xia Mu understood.

My senior brother's gossipy nature is different from others. He doesn't just watch the show; he genuinely hopes that others can have what he can't have, especially the people he cares about.

He hoped Xia Mu would be better off than him, so he sometimes seemed particularly gossipy, because that was his way of showing concern.

"That's not the case. I have absolutely no relationship with her. We're neither friends nor enemies. I'm still wary of her. Who knows when I might be attacked?" Xia Mu shook his head.

Chu Zihang nodded, then turned back and closed his eyes: "Rest now, we have a mission tonight."

Xia Mu also turned back, her eyelids drooping.

The blood within his body continued to surge, washing over him again and again, allowing more dragon blood to invade his muscles, tissues, fibers, and cells, making him stronger little by little.

"More than two thousand years ago."

It was a clear night; the river was calm, and the water reflected the starlight and moonlight.

A solitary dark figure stood on the bank of a small island in the middle of the river, gazing silently into the distance, the sound of rushing water reminding one of many years ago.

He stretched out his hand toward the water, and ancient incantations echoed across the water like the sound of bells.

"boom!"

The river water boiled, and scorching white steam shot into the sky with a thunderous roar.

The river surface cracked open, and hundreds of tons of scalding water surged towards the sky before turning into droplets and falling back down.