Master, he never speaks

Shen Xiangchu: "Master, this is new blood. It was just cut yesterday, and it is still very fresh."

Qiuyin was lying sickly on the bed, his face looked pale, without a trace of blood, when he saw Shen Xiangchu walking in with the jar in his arms, he reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly at Shen Xiangchu.

Qiu Yin: "Xiang Chu, you are here."

Qiu Yin struggled to sit up from the bed. When Shen Xiangchu saw it, he immediately stepped forward, supported his back, lifted him up carefully, and patted him with his hands to help Qiu Yin feel better.

Qiu Yin: "Cough cough cough...Xiang Chu...Thank you for your hard work..."

Shen Xiangchu: "It's okay, this is what the apprentice should do for the master."

Shen Xiangchu's roots are only at the upper-middle level, neither good nor bad. He was not accepted by Zhu Hanshuang as an apprentice at the beginning, and other elders also looked down on Shen Xiangchu's roots. When Shen Xiangchu was desperate, it was Qiuyin who accepted him.

Shen Xiangchu: "It was Master who reached out to me when I was most hopeless and powerless, so Master is a very important person to me in this world."

Qiu Yin: "Xiangchu, I've been bothering you all along..."

Hearing this, Shen Xiangchu quickly shook his head, he opened the jar, poured out a small bowl of blood from the jar, and handed it to Qiu Yin's lips.

Shen Xiangchu: "Master, drink a little, you will feel better after a little."

Qiu Yin coughed twice again, and with Shen Xiangchu's strength, he drank the bowl of blood, and his face instantly became much rosier. After seeing him finish drinking, Shen Xiangchu wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief.

Qiu Yin: "Xiang Chu, I need to drink Shen Qianche's blood every day, isn't your younger brother very reluctant?"

Shen Xiangchu pursed his lips, and in his mind he remembered what Shen Qianche had said to him yesterday.

[I said before, as long as it is what my brother wants, I will give it. 】

【But, when my brother asked me for blood...but never asked me if it hurts...】

With a pain in his heart, he quickly turned around and put away the bowl, without revealing the expression on his face to Qiu Yin, he just opened his mouth and said softly:

Shen Xiangchu: "He voluntarily."

Qiu Yin: "!"

Qiu Yin: "Actually, you don't need to do this. Xiang Chu, you really don't need to do this. Master doesn't want to make things difficult for you, and he doesn't want you to turn against each other because of Master's illness..."

Qiu Yin: "So you don't have to worry about my life, I don't want to see the two of you become like that because of me."

It was said that Shen Xiangchu covered the jar. He was very conflicted now. On the one hand was his beloved brother since childhood, and on the other was the master who was kind to him. He was caught in the middle, and he was in a dilemma.

Shen Xiangchu: "It's okay, Master, it's all his... voluntary."

After finishing speaking, Shen Xiangchu seemed unwilling to say anything more. He put the jar next to Qiuyin's pillow, bowed slightly, and saluted Qiuyin.

Shen Xiangchu: "Master, this disciple will leave first. If you have anything to do, you can call me."

Qiu Yin nodded weakly to Shen Xiangchu, with a fragile smile on his face, and before Shen Xiangchu left, he did not forget to add:

Qiu Yin: "Master really doesn't want to see you because I've become reluctant. If you don't want to do it, you really don't have to do it..."

Shen Xiangchu paused when he went out. He didn't look back, but bent his back subconsciously.

Shen Xiangchu: "I see, Master."

After Shen Xiangchu went out, Qiu Yin lay on the bed and waited for a while, when Shen Xiangchu's footsteps completely disappeared at the end of the corridor, he suddenly jumped up from the bed.

Qiu Yin: "Tsk, pretending to be a patient every day makes me almost vomit!"

A trace of disgust flashed across Qiu Yin's face, he jumped on the ground twice, his hands and feet were sharp and sound, and his voice was very powerful.

How can such a seeking cause be half as fragile as it was before?

Qiu Yin: "Oh, the decision to accept Shen Xiangchu as a waste was indeed the right one. I've raised him for so long, and now it's finally time for him to come in handy."

Qiu Yin: "Sure enough, if you raise an obedient dog, if you treat him a little better, he will start wagging his tail and hips at you. He is very obedient."

Qiu Yin's face was full of smug smiles, no one knew that he was pretending to be a virgin, and he was about to pretend to vomit, and every day he would look at Shen Xiangchu and his two remaining disciples with tenderness, he was so uncomfortable that he was about to die .

Qiu Yin: "Hmph, Shen Qianche's blood is really useful, and Mu Ling didn't lie to me."

Qiu Yin: "After drinking Shen Qianche's blood, not only did his spiritual power become stronger, but even the elixir made with his blood is much better than the elixir refined before."

Qiu Yin: "If only I had accepted Shen Qianche as an apprentice back then, it would be like having a free herbal medicine library. There are treasures everywhere on Shen Qianche, and I can refine many good treasures." .”

Qiu Yin hummed a little song in a happy mood, and paced back and forth in the room comfortably. He has been drinking Shen Qianche's blood for the past month, and his aura has become more and more abundant, and even his spirit has improved a lot .

Qiu Yin: "If I had known what I said at the beginning, I would have snatched that Zhu Jixiu from Zhu Hanshuang. I could see it early in the morning. Zhu Jixiu's blood is not simple. And the blood is drawn out..."

A flash of excitement flashed in Qiu Yin's eyes. Just by seeing how fast Zhu Jixiu cultivated, he knew how strong this person's blood and spiritual power were. If Zhu Jixiu's talent was put into his body in……

Qiu Yin: "Ahahahahaha!"

Qiu Yin: "That's really wonderful!"

Qiu Yin: "This entire Destiny Sect is my world. What Mu Ling and Zhu Hanshuang are all ants under my feet. When I want them to look at me, they all have inferiority and fear. I want to become the leader of this continent. God! Become the ruler of this continent!"

The smile on Qiu Yin's face became more and more distorted and exaggerated. Just thinking about that scene made him unbearable, and excitedly hugged the jar of blood next to the pillow.

He opened the lid of the jar, and a strong aura rushed towards his face. Qiu Yin buried his face in and took a deep breath.

Qiu Yin: "It smells so good, why is it so fragrant..."

Qiu Yin stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the blood in the jar, obviously the blood should smell fishy, ​​but the smell of blood in the jar was very small, more of the purest aura.

He picked up the jar, as if tasting it, sipped the aura full of blood one mouthful after another, the excitement in his eyes grew stronger, and he drank the blood in the jar slowly.

Qiu Yin: "Not enough!"

Qiu Yin: "It's just such a little blood, how can I drink it! It's not enough!"

Qiu Yin licked the corner of his mouth in fascination, hugged the jar of blood tightly in his arms, bowed his head and muttered to himself:

Qiu Yin: "Blood can no longer satisfy me..."

Qiu Yin: "Next time, how about trying meat?"