Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

Just when Si Luo Bai was swaying and almost falling, Jing Wan dodged over and caught him.

Looking at his pale face due to blood loss, Jing Wan's heart ached. This fool actually blocked the gun for her.

"Luo Bai, Luo Bai, don't sleep, I won't let anything happen to you." As she said this, tears fell from her eyes.

"Wanwan, don't cry..." He spoke in a very soft voice. Before he could finish what he wanted to say, Si Luobai couldn't hold on and fainted in her arms.

[Host, the boss’s life is not in danger, but the bullets are special silver bullets engraved with blood hunting curses. I’m afraid the host can’t...]

Jing Wan nodded, wiped away his tears, and quickly set up a magic circle in the house, with Si Luo Bai lying in the center of the magic circle.

Jing Wan pricked his wrist, blood dripped on the magic circle, chanted a spell, and the bright light rising around the magic circle swarmed towards Si Luo Bai's body like a bee pupa.

I saw the light disappearing into Si Luo Bai's body, and his originally pale face gradually improved.

After a bright light that shot straight into the sky faded, Jing Wan, who used her own blood to activate the magic circle, consumed too much spiritual power. At this time, she was extremely weak. She held on and stretched out her hand to Si Luo Bai who was shot. Holding the silver bullet inside her shoulder surrounded by light, her white and tender hands instantly felt a pain that was like being burned by fire. Even though Xiao Ke had turned on the pain shield for her, she still couldn't control it. This little bullet.

These weapons, made of silver and stamped with curses, are indeed very powerful.

But so what?

She is a monster that has lived for thousands of years. These immature so-called new weapons can only cause some physical damage to her, but they cannot hurt her fundamentals.

Jing Wan tightened her grip on the bullet and squeezed it hard. The bullet instantly turned into powder and flew away in the wind.

As the magic circle disappeared, Jing Wan looked at her entire burned palm. Gee, the scar was really ugly. Just as she was repairing the wound, she suddenly felt dizzy, and then fell to Si Luobai. On the body.

"elder sister……"

Before she closed her eyes completely, she saw Jing Ling and Feilin rushing towards her anxiously. She thought, she should be able to catch up with their wedding, right?

Also, my favorite little boy, you have to wait for me.

Three days later, Si Luobai slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and found that he was in his and Jingwan's room, already wearing a new piece of clothing that Jingwan had given him the day before.

Si Luobai gently moved his shot shoulder and felt no pain at all.

What about his Wanwan?

Where is his Wanwan?

Si Luobai thought of something, his face changed drastically, he immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed, opened the bedroom door and ran out.

When he came to the corridor, he met Jing Ling who was coming upstairs. Si Luobai walked over quickly: "Jing Ling, where is Wanwan? How is Wanwan?"

"Sister, forget it, you come with me." Jing Ling glanced at his shoulder, but in the end he chose to give in. He could see that Si Luo Bai was a very important person to his sister, and Si Luo Bai also He cares about his sister.

Jing Ling took Si Luobai to the basement of the castle. The furnishings in the house were not much different from their master bedroom. The only difference was that where the bed was, there was a luxurious coffin studded with gems.

Jing Ling walked over, and as soon as his hand touched the coffin, he heard a "click" and the lid of the coffin moved away little by little, revealing the original appearance of the interior and the beautiful woman lying inside.

"What's wrong with Wanwan?"

Jing Ling looked at Si Luobai indifferently: "In order to save you, my sister used our vampire's secret technique and took silver bullets by force. She used too many abilities. We originally planned to feed her artificial blood, but we also found a blood servant to collect blood. , she refused to drink. The elder said that my sister may have suffered from mild anemia, and because she failed to suck the blood in time, she fell into a deep sleep."

"Why don't you just take my blood?" Si Luobai asked hurriedly.

Jing Ling snorted softly: "Do you think I haven't thought about it? My sister has put her own mark on your body. No one can get close to you except her, let alone draw blood."

Jingwan is a lunatic. She doesn't allow others to touch her little boy. Even before she falls asleep, she has to mark him and imprison him from now on. She won't let anyone have the opportunity to take away this ten thousand years old love. The only boy she loves.

He can only be hers, from beginning to end.

Si Luobai looked at Jing Wan's peaceful sleeping face in the coffin: "What should I do to make Wan Wan wake up?"

"Feed her your blood until she wakes up." Jing Ling pointed inside after saying: "You can go in, my sister will know you are here."

After Jing Ling left, Si Luobai turned over and entered her large coffin. He gently touched Jing Wan's fair and tender cheek with one hand: "Master, it's me. I'm late."

Si Luobai cut his wrist and brought it to her lips.

Jingwan still didn't wake up.

Si Luobai pinched her lips gently with his fingers, raised his hand a little higher, and let the blood drip into her mouth.

As soon as the familiar sweet blood touched Jingwan's lips, her fangs came out.

It almost made her addictive to taste the blood again.

"Wanwan, open your eyes and see if I'm okay. You can drink as much as you want." Si Luobai kept pumping blood into her mouth.

After a while, Jingwan had eaten enough blood, her fangs silently retracted, and she slowly opened her eyes.