I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

He Ronger wanted to struggle but had no strength and could only stare at He Lianer and Qiao Yun with red eyes.

Soon a large basin was full.

He Lian'er raised her hand and put the wooden basin away, then took out another basin.

"Just enjoy the fear of the blood flowing out of your body bit by bit." He Lian'er said with a chuckle.

At this time, Qiao Yun couldn't bear to watch it any longer: "Second Miss, one basin of blood should be enough, right? Otherwise, let her live. If she doesn't have enough blood in the future, you can always catch her to replenish it."

"Pa!" He Lian'er slapped Qiao Yun in the face. "Asshole! You have no right to speak! Later? When is later?"

"What if there's not enough blood and I run into danger when I do a blood transfusion later?"

"Besides, it took a lot of effort for my parents to knock her out and bring her back this time. What if she runs away and we can't find her anymore?"

"I won't allow any accidents! Never!"

He Lian'er's expression was ferocious, even a little crazy, like a demon crawling out of hell.

It was the first time that Qiao Yun saw He Lian'er so angry. She was so scared that her face turned pale. She froze while holding He Rong'er's hand and didn't dare to move for a long time.

He Ronger looked at the crazy He Lianer coldly, as if she saw wisps of black air spreading out from her.

She thought she was dazzled, but when she looked again, there was nothing.

Not until the second wooden basin was almost full did the blood gradually turn from strands into drops and drip down.

Qiao Yun's arms and hands felt a little sore. She turned around and looked at He Lian'er and said, "Second Miss, I think her blood is almost gone. Can we stop it?"

He Lian'er walked forward, glanced at the almost full wooden basin on the ground, and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, wake up Doctor Zhao quickly, and throw her out before she dies, so as not to dirty my yard."

After saying that, she raised her hand and took out a porcelain bowl from the storage bag, filled it with blood and placed it on the table, then put the wooden basin away.

After doing all this, He Lian'er pretended to be weak and lay back on the bed.

Doctor Zhao was awakened.

As soon as he woke up, he rubbed his sore neck. A pungent smell of blood hit him in the face. He couldn't help but frown and walked to the bed, suppressing the nausea in his chest.

"Second Miss, there is nothing left for Zhao, right?"

"Well, let the people outside in. Also, if anyone asks, just say that He Rong'er was willing to use her blood to help me make the antidote. Don't say anything else that shouldn't be said. Do you hear me?"

The little girl's voice was soft and weak, but it made Doctor Zhao feel cold in his heart.

"Yes, Zhao knows."

Soon, everything in the room was tidied and the door was opened.

Xi Ruxin rushed in with a nervous look on her face: "Lian'er, Lian'er, are you okay? Doctor Zhao, is everything going well?"

Doctor Zhao nodded and forced a smile: "Things are going well. The second young lady is still very weak, let her rest for a few days. As for that person..."

Doctor Zhao looked back at He Ronger lying on the small couch, his face darkening: "He has lost too much blood, I'm afraid he doesn't have much time left. You should go in and take a look." After saying that, he left with the medicine box on his back.

After hearing what Doctor Zhao said, Xi Ruxin didn't take it to heart at all. He Kangcheng glanced at the small couch, then said to a disciple at the door: "Throw her to the back mountain and let her fend for herself."

When everyone carried He Rong'er to the door, he added, "Remember, don't tell anyone about what happened today. If anyone asks, just say that the young lady came back, had a meal, and left. No one knows where she went."

Seeing He Ronger being led out of the room, Zou Mubai, who was hiding on the beam, disappeared in a flash.

Finally, Zou Mubai followed the disciple and found the "dying" He Ronger in a wasteland in the back mountain.

"Rong'er, are you okay?"

Hearing the familiar voice, He Ronger immediately opened his eyes: "Uncle Zou, how did you know I was here?"

She quickly took out a pill from her arms, and soon her face regained its rosy color and her body regained strength.

"What happened just now? Why did they let your blood flow? What did He Lian'er do with your blood? Is the blood in that basin really your blood?" Zou Mubai had a lot of questions in his mind and asked them all at once.

He Ronger took a moment to explain, "Uncle Zou, don't worry. Although I don't know why He Lianer insists on having my blood, my blood is not so easy to give away."

A sly smile flashed in her eyes: "The blood in the basin is certainly not mine." She raised her hand and revealed a talisman in her palm: "I just used the Stealing the Sky and Substituting the Day Talisman, and you will soon know whose blood in the basin belongs to."

Zou Mubai was relieved when he saw that He Ronger was fine.

But his expression was still grim: "This He family deserves to die. They actually want to exchange your life for He Lian'er's! How can she be worthy of it!"

He Ronger smiled and tugged at Zou Mubai's sleeve, saying in a flattering way, "Uncle Zou, don't be angry. Let's go see how the scapegoat is doing."

Zou Mubai looked down at the gloating expression on He Ronger's face, and the dark clouds just now suddenly dissipated: "Okay, let's go and take a look."

The two of them went back from the back mountain and sneaked into the yard where He Tianzong lived.

As soon as I entered the door, I felt that the whole yard was very deserted.

"Is there no one else in this yard?" Zou Mubai asked puzzledly.

"My eldest brother likes quietness and doesn't like to be served by anyone close to him. Besides, he doesn't spend much time in the Qixuan Sect and spends most of his time in the Mingjian Sect." He Ronger explained in a low voice as he walked inside.

Soon the two of them walked to the door of He Tianzong's bedroom and stopped.

Zou Mubai was cautious and first released his spiritual sense to investigate: "There is someone in the room, but the breathing is very shallow..."

So shallow that it can be ignored.

He Lian'er was really cruel. She drained two large basins of blood from a six-year-old child. If Rong'er hadn't been smart today, she would be the one lying there motionless.

When they pushed the door open, they saw He Tianzong lying on the bed with a deathly pale face and no strength in his body. He opened his eyes weakly and looked at the two people who walked in from outside the door.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

He Ronger knew what he wanted to ask, and answered first: "You want to ask why I am fine?"

He Ronger walked to the bedside and smiled smugly: "Because they used your blood." Her smile was pure, but at this moment He Tianzong felt cold from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

How could that be? He hadn't gone anywhere in the room.

At this time, He Ronger lifted up the hem of He Tianzong's clothes, took down a talisman and shook it in her hand: "You should hate He Lianer. If she wasn't greedy, she wouldn't have drained all your blood. Maybe you could still be saved."

After saying that, he left the room without looking back.

He Tianzong widened his eyes, staring at the disappearing figure, and finally died unwillingly.