Charm of a Thousand Moons

"Your Majesty." Reya Shute pondered for a moment with a heavy face, and said cautiously: "Exchange blood."

"Exchanging blood?" Qian Yueshen seemed to have understood what Reya Shute meant, "How to exchange?"

"Since the ice silkworm can be used as a monster of water magic, it means that it has a certain spirituality in a certain aspect. The ice silkworm is attached to the little prince's body and is naturally very familiar with the taste of the little prince's blood. If the blood is not replaced, there is no guarantee. Will the ice silkworm find the little prince again?"

"Just destroy it." Nuo Jie interjected.

"It's useless. The legend of the celestial silkworm changing again is not a lie. Every time the celestial silkworm dies, its power will double, and it will still find the little prince." Throughout the Tianrui Continent, his knowledge and insights are also among the best in the Manro Empire.

"Will it be twice as powerful every time it dies?" Qian Yueshen laughed evilly, "It would be more fun if such a thing could be kept as a pet for Che'er."

"Your Majesty." Nuojie was a little scared, and his master's thinking really couldn't be thought of by ordinary people.

"Then let's exchange blood." Qian Yueshen's anger has slowly disappeared, replaced by deep interest, but it is not difficult to find the murderous intent hidden in those eyes.

"Whose blood will be exchanged according to His Majesty's will?" Reya Shute asked the crux of the problem.

The entire dorm fell silent again, waiting for the order of Qianyue God.

Qian Yueshen didn't speak, turned around and looked at the little guy who was sleeping peacefully in the protective cover. His small body was curled up together, which made people's heart aroused when they saw it.

Sitting sideways on the side of the bed again, reaching out to touch the little guy's fine pink hair, how could the little guy with such beautiful hair die so easily?

So I will not let you die.

Thinking of the gorgeous purple light, the two-color mandala in the priest's tower, and finally the prediction of the priest Bedur, Qian Yueshen smiled.

Whose blood is good enough for such a peculiar little guy to get on your body?

Is my blood good enough?

"Get ready, use my blood." Qian Yueshen turned to face Leasut and said, his flat tone and deep voice were as casual as ever, but everyone present knew that the emperor never joked.

No one dared to think that what the emperor said was a joke.

"However, the matter of exchanging blood is no small matter, please think twice, Your Majesty."

"Please think twice, Your Majesty."

Reya Shute and Nuo Jie suppressed the shock in their hearts.

"Think twice, think four, and think five times. Do you still think that there are people in this world who are compatible with my little guy?"

His smiling eyes were full of interest.

"But this matter..." Reya Shute still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Nuo Jie: "The servant is going to prepare a meal for His Majesty to enjoy."

"Nuojie, you? Your Majesty?" Reya Shute wanted to speak again.

"My fate is determined by me, not by the sky, nor by people." The arrogant tone looked down on the world.

"Yes." Reyashut knew that it was useless for him to talk too much. The most important thing was to ensure the safety of the emperor during the blood exchange process. No, the safety of the little prince was also important.