Early the next morning, Zhuo Bufan and company left Flaming Cloud City.
Two days later, the three of them returned to the 8 Moons Tower and handed in Ouyang Ao's head.
When they returned to the ship, they caused quite a commotion. Even the owner of the 8 Moons Tower was standing in the corridor outside the third floor to welcome their triumphant return.
"Congratulations, you guys came back alive. Go to the accounting room to settle the bill! "
Sister Su Hong was very calm towards the return of Zhuo Bufan and company.
After Twelve heard this, he lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Sister Su Hong. I was too much previously. "
Previously, in order to accept the mission, Twelve nearly fought with Sister Su Hong.
Luckily, this big sister was more magnanimous and did not pursue the matter with Twelve.
After that, the three of them went to the accounting room to collect the reward. According to the previous agreement, Zhuo Bufan received 150,000, Broken Star River and Twelve received 75,000 each.
The mission this time was over before the two of them could even do anything. It could be said that all the credit belonged to Zhuo Bufan alone.
"Old Zhuo, what do we do next? Continue the mission? "
"No, I want to rest for a while. I have gained quite a lot recently and need to review it properly. "Zhuo Bufan replied.
"Alright then, I'm going to seriously study the Stellar Transposition Technique as well."
After Broken Star River finished speaking, he returned to his room and began to practice the Revolving Star Passage Technique.
As for Twelve, after taking revenge for Chu San, he felt relieved. He also decided to train in seclusion.
Seeing the two of them training in seclusion, Zhuo Bufan could not stay idle.
The excitement brought about by the mysterious blood was not enough. Zhuo Bufan suddenly had a bold idea.
He once again went to the Scripture Pavilion on the second floor and saw Sister Mo Qiu, who he had not seen for almost seven days.
When Mo Qiu saw Zhuo Bufan, she squinted her eyes and asked, "Little brother, you are finally back. While you were away, I missed you! "
"Is that so? Thank you for your concern, Sister Mo Qiu." Zhuo Bufan knew that this Sister Mo Qiu was not simple.
Therefore, the purpose of his visit today was to borrow blood.
He really wanted to see what kind of powerful cultivation technique this Elder Sister Mo Qiu was cultivating. If he could learn it, wouldn't he be as powerful as her?
"Are you here to train again today? How is it? Do you have any new ideas for your self-created cultivation technique? "
Mo Qiu stood gracefully in front of Zhuo Bufan with a circular fan in her hand.
Smelling the unique fragrance from her body, Zhuo Bufan felt very comfortable in his heart.
"Yes, I have some ideas. That's why I came to look for Sister Mo Qiu. "
"Looking for me? What can Elder Sister do for you? "Mo Qiu's eyes were squinted like crescent moons. Her amiable appearance made people want to get close to her.
"Then I'll get straight to the point. Sister Mo Qiu, I want to borrow a drop of your blood."
As soon as he said this, Mo Qiu's expression did not change. However, she did not reply to Zhuo Bufan immediately.
Although she looked indifferent, she was more alert than anyone else, even if she was facing someone as weak as Zhuo Bufan.
"What do you want Elder Sister's blood for? Do you have the heart to let Elder Sister bleed? "
Hearing Mo Qiu's slightly coquettish voice, Zhuo Bufan almost fell for her adorable voice.
"Elder Sister is afraid of pain. Unless you tell Elder Sister what you want to do, I won't be able to do it. Otherwise, Elder Sister won't have enough courage. "
"I'm just saying. If Elder Sister is unwilling, then forget it."
The spineless Zhuo Bufan still fell for her.
Mo Qiu's coquettish voice was not the kind that made people feel sick. Instead, it really made people feel sorry for him and could not bear to hurt him.
In the end, just as Zhuo Bufan was about to give up, Mo Qiu suddenly stretched out her slender, jade-like hand and her slender, white index finger.
She gently blew a breath of air. A fine wind blade cut across the belly of her finger. On the belly of her finger, a drop of blood slowly appeared.
She forced a drop of blood out. That drop of blood fell from her jade-like finger, but it floated in the air.
"This is Elder Sister's first time bleeding for a man? Is this the Virgin Blood that people talk about? "
Mo Qiu's sudden words almost caused Zhuo Bufan to choke to death on his own saliva.
"Cough cough, cough cough cough …"
"Sister Mo Qiu, Virgin Blood is not this. You must have misunderstood. "Zhuo Bufan's face turned red.
To say this to a beautiful and harmless looking Elder Sister, the level of shame was off the charts.
Zhuo Bufan realized that his old face was about to turn red. He hurriedly took Mo Qiu's drop of blood and left.
"Sister Mo Qiu, many thanks.
He did not explain to Mo Qiu how to use that drop of blood. Zhuo Bufan held the drop of blood and ran away in a panic.
Seeing Zhuo Bufan leave in a panic, Mo Qiu couldn't help but smile sweetly, and she even laughed out loud.
However, after laughing, Mo Qiu quickly returned to her expressionless face.
"Wanting my blood? This little guy, what bad things does he want to do?"
… …
"Save it!"
Zhuo Bufan held Mo Qiu's drop of blood and hurriedly ran back to his room. The first thing he did after closing the door was to save it.
As for what bad things he wanted to do …
Hehehe!
Zhuo Bufan naturally wanted to use his blood, which had special abilities, to perfectly replicate Mo Qiu's cultivation technique.
Looking at the drop of blood floating in front of him, he sniffed it slightly. He felt that the drop of blood had the unique fragrance of Mo Qiu's body.
"I wonder what Elder Sister Mo Qiu's cultivation technique is. I'm so nervous!"
Zhuo Bufan felt that he was about to pry into Mo Qiu's secret.
Mo Qiu was the most mysterious woman in the August Tower. She was even more mysterious than the August Tower Master.
Her secret would be verified with this drop of blood.
Chi!
Zhuo Bufan bit his finger. Fine droplets of blood started to appear from the pad of his right index finger.
Then, he extended his finger and slowly touched the drop of blood floating in the air.
As his finger got closer, Zhuo Bufan's heart started to beat faster and faster.
That was Mo Qiu's blood. If he could just casually learn one or two moves, it would be awesome enough.
The moment Zhuo Bufan's finger touched Mo Qiu's blood, it was as if a comet had hit Earth. Rumble!
Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz …
In the next second, Zhuo Bufan heard a buzzing sound in his ears. It was as if thousands of mosquitoes were buzzing around his ears.
This sound lasted for a long time. It was as if a person walking casually on the road had suddenly been hit by a grenade. It was so loud that the person's brain and ears shut down. There was only one sound.
Boom!
After the terrifying ringing in his ears, Zhuo Bufan's brain trembled and his vision turned black.
It was as if he saw a tree, a tree shining brilliantly with golden light. Golden leaves covered the ground. The leaves spun and fell from the sky.
The leaves turned yellow and withered. The leaves withered and fell!
"Pu!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhuo Bufan's mouth.
"Damn it! With my current physique, I can't take this drop of blood. "
Zhuo Bufan wanted to regret, but it was too late. It was the same logic as when Ouyang Ao wanted to devour his blood. In the end, he was devoured by his blood.
Mo Qiu's drop of blood entered Zhuo Bufan's body. However, a mere drop of blood had taken control of Zhuo Bufan's body.
The moment it entered Zhuo Bufan's body, Zhuo Bufan's blood started to split. His meridians started to rupture and his energy started to surge violently as it resisted.
It wasn't that Mo Qiu wanted to harm him. With Zhuo Bufan's current physique, he couldn't take that drop of blood.
"Pu!"
Another mouthful of blood spurted out. Zhuo Bufan felt that his body was about to collapse.
"Damn it. Am I courting my own death?"
Zhuo Bufan had to admit that he had gone overboard this time. His blood wasn't omnipotent. Not everyone's blood could withstand it.
Mo Qiu's drop of blood might seem like a drop, but to him, it was like a vast ocean.
How could a small pond like his withstand the raging waves of the vast ocean?
"Hehe, if you don't court death, you won't die!"
Zhuo Bufan couldn't suppress the storm anymore. He silently closed his eyes.
"Bang …"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
