One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 245 On One Hundred Ways of Donating Blood (12)

  Wow!

  Xia Miye was pushed onto the shelf in the box, and the decorations on it fell down.

The people behind    swarmed up and kicked Xia Miye on the ground.

   Xia Miye protected her head, but did not resist.

  There was a man who didn't do anything, and stood aside sneered, "Damn, it's all so daring, and dare to make a face with Lao Tzu."

  The man greeted people to stop, and pointed to Xia Miye: "Pull him up for me."

  ...

   "Hey, you can't go in..."

   "Sorry, sorry."

  "Don't make it difficult for us."

   "Who are you looking for?"

  The foreman of Elysium followed Lingqiong, apologizing to the disturbed guests in the box, and chasing the person in front who was wrapped in black robe and couldn't see clearly.

  Lingqiong opened the last box door.

The people inside    looked over at the same time, and the foreman also chased up. He heard the aggressive man say: "Xia Miye."

  In the box, the young man who was pressed on the table saw the figure standing at the door through heavy light and shadow.

  There is a lot of blood in the box.

  Xia Miye's wrist was pressed by someone, and there was a wound on her wrist, which was bleeding ticking down.

  The transparent glass plate for receiving blood is as big as a watermelon, and half of it is already installed at this time.

  "What are you doing?" The people in the box came back to their senses, pointing at Lingqiong and yelled.

  Lingqiong was wrapped in black robes. They couldn't see their faces and couldn't figure out the bottom, so they could only ask tentatively.

   Lingqiong took a breath, "Let go of him."

  The man in the box pointed to Xia Miye: "Looking for him?"

  Lingqiong did not speak.

  The man raised his hand and patted Xia Miye’s head: "Not bad, there are still people looking for you. But..."

  The man looked up and looked out the door, "I will catch him first today, let me have enough, you can come to him again."

  The man motioned to his attendant to close the door.

  The attendant immediately went to close the door,

  Lingqiong raised her foot against the door. She didn't seem to use much effort, but the attendant couldn't push it anyway.

  Lingqiong's feet loosened slightly, and the attendant used too much energy, and followed the door.

  Lingqiong hit the door again, and the attendant was knocked to the ground by the door.

   "Grass."

  The man cursed in a low voice.

   "Since you want to play so much, let's play together." The man grumbled, "Catch him in for me, too."

  The classmates rushed up, the man looked good, but he didn't catch it for a long time. Instead, he was teased by the other party.

  The man stared at the turning black robe, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he smelled a bit of human aura suddenly.

  At this moment, the manager of Elysium hurried over and said, "Don't fight, don't fight!!"

  "Stop fighting!!"

  The manager intervened horizontally, and several kinsmen attendants were forced to stop.

"Whatever you look at, it's all gone." The manager turned around and shouted at the crowd watching the show. When everyone was gone, the manager said: "Two, please tell me if you have any misunderstandings, don't do it. "

  Jing ideals talked to Lingqiong, took a look at her dress, then turned to the man inside and said: "Master Queller, look, what are you doing."

   "I'm not making trouble." Queller sneered, "He came to me indiscriminately to make trouble."

  The manager said, "There must be some misunderstanding."

  Quiler frowned, what's the matter with this manager?

  His words are partial.

   Seeing that Lingqiong had no response, the manager immediately entered and whispered a few words in Queller's ear.

  Quiler's face changed slightly, and the look in Lingqiong's eyes changed again.

  Sure enough, it was not his illusion just now, it was a human kind.

   "Master Quiller, don't be too silly." The manager whispered, "It's no good, isn't it."

  Quiler's face was darkened to the bottom of the pot.

  I don’t think so and just forget it, but it’s okay to think about the manager.

  Xia Miye actually got involved with that place...

  Quiler raised his hand, and released the person who pressed Xia Miye.

  Xia Miye slid to the ground, and the person standing at the door quickly stepped forward to catch Xia Miye.

  The black robes are scattered, revealing the gorgeous skirts inside, and the long golden hair, carrying the unique fragrance of human beings.

  There was a slight commotion in the box.

Humanity……

  This turned out to be a human kind.

  Lingqiong covered Xia Miye's wrist which was still leaking blood, and quickly wrapped it up with something.

   "Can you still go?"

  Xia Miye nodded.

  Lingqiong helped him up and walked out the door.

  Quiler watched the two leave, his face gloomy.

  The person wrapped in black robe suddenly appeared at the door again. She strode to the box and picked up the glass plate with blood on the floor.

  When she got up, the hood covering her head dropped slightly, revealing the girl's face.

  That face is well-behaved, like the sister next door, without any offensive power.

  The sister next door raised her eyes, met Queller's gaze, curled her lips and smiled slowly, "Quiler, right?"

  "……"

  Quiler did not say a word.

  The sister next door continued: "Goodbye."

  ...

  Lingqiong didn't know where Xia Miye lived, so she had to take him back to the apartment arranged for her by the branch office.

  Xia Miye was beaten, and was bleeding so much, she was dizzy.

  He lay down for a long time before he came back, barely a little energetic.

  Xia Miye was lying on the bed in the bedroom at this time. The ceiling above her head was covered with beautiful crystal pendants, and the light and shadow cast out like a sea of ​​stars.

   "Brother, do you want some blood?"

  As soon as Xia Miye turned her head, she saw the little girl holding a clean towel, with her black and white eyes open, staring at him without blinking.

   "No need." Xia Miye's throat is dry and she finds it difficult to speak.

   "But you look weak." Ling Qiong moved closer and raised her wrist in front of him: "You will feel better if you drink a little?"

  Xia Miye's voice suddenly rose: "I said no, stay away from me!"

  The little girl was startled, her eyes were blank and innocent, as if she didn't understand why she was being yelled at.

  Xia Miye looked away and said stiffly: "I won't drink, thank you."

   "...Okay." The little girl lost her hand and retracted her hand. "Why do you have so many enemies?"

  One by one, it's hard to guard against.

"I do not know him."

  "Why did you not know him for you?"

  That what Queller was clearly deliberate...

  Bull my cub! !

  Too much!

  Xia Miye clicked her lips, but made no sound, and finally stopped talking.

  Lingqiong couldn't ask the answer, so she squatted down with her cheeks and unwrapped the cloth wrapped around his wrist.

  Xia Miye raised her hand to avoid it.

  Ling Qiong came back and pressed: "I see the injury..."

   "No, it's done."

  Lingqiong blinked blankly.

  "I am a blood clan." Xia Miye explained, "has been healed."

"So fast?"

"Ok."

"I do not believe."

  Xia Miye stopped avoiding her, let Lingqiong remove the cloth, there was only some blood on her wrist, the wound was gone, and there were no scars left.

  If she didn't pack it herself, she suspected it was the wrong bag.

  The healing ability of the blood race is quite strong, can it be so strong?

   Lingqiong suppressed the doubt, wiped the blood on his wrist with a kerchief, carefully wiping each finger again.

  (End of this chapter)