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560. Chapter 560 Sacrificing Ling Ziliang's Grief and Indignation [Eighth 1]

"However, Sister, I am such a shrewd person, but I never engage in loss-making business... Ah Zui, you are my biological sister, Feng Shao... Hehe, you can barely be regarded as my brother-in-law. You still haven't become a full-time official, and he and I have never

They are not relatives, so there is no need to show mercy."

Ye Jiangxue's expression was indifferent and infinitely lazy. In the night, the crisscross scars on her face were not very obvious, giving her a hazy and mysterious beauty.

Her eyes like dotted paint flashed with cunning, and her red lips pursed tightly, waiting for Ye Zuibi's words.

Ye Zuibi is her half-sister, and Feng Shao and she were both born to Ye Su, but in fact...if she and Feng Shao were not related to Ye Zuibi, they would probably go to two extremes.

Either they are enemies of each other and kill them, or they don't know each other and break them off.

Therefore, to a certain extent, she and Feng Shao were not relatives - the so-called blood inheritance was nothing at all in the emperor's family.

"Sister..." Ye Zuibi was a little frightened. Although there was no murderous intention in Sister's eyes, she had seen Ye Jiangxue's methods before.

Seeing Yezuibi's trembling face and not daring to speak, Ye Jiangxue burst out laughing, stood up, and lightly jumped in front of Yezuibi, and put her slender white hands on her cheeks.

She suddenly looked serious and said seriously: "Azui, sister has lent you a lot of blood in the past. This time, can you lend me some blood?"

Blood?

Although he didn't understand what Ye Jiangxue wanted blood for, after taking a deep look at Feng Widow, Ye Zuibi nodded heavily without hesitation.

Whether it's for Feng Shao or Ajie, she is willing.

Life is also willing, not to mention it is just a little bit of blood.

Just after nodding, Ye Zuibi suddenly shook his head in confusion, and asked with helplessness and embarrassment: "Sister... Although I don't know what you want to do with my blood, my blood is poisonous... You

I know..."

Ye Jiangxue blinked her eyes - Yes, Ah Zui's body is poisonous, and she must drink her blood every three months to survive.

She and her were connected by fate, and Ah Zui couldn't live without her.

Ye Jiangxue was tepid, with a smile on her face. She suddenly threw herself on Yan Junqing's slightly thin shoulder and said softly: "Junqing, please play a piece of music to invite the person above to come down."

Yan Junqing's deep purple eyes looked towards the night sky, with a soft smile in her indifference.

Then, he tapped his toes and flew up, his white clothes fluttering freely in the night wind. His long silver hair seemed to be wrapped in the frost and snow of the twelfth lunar month in winter, with silver threads flying and flowing naturally.

With his wide sleeves and graceful appearance, he does not seem to come from the human world, but also like a person with ink and wash blurred out, elegant, beautiful, and at ease in solitude.

Ignoring Yan Junqing who flew up, Ye Jiangxue glanced at Feng Shao calmly, walked slowly to Ye Zuibi's side, pulled her to sit on the soft couch, smiled in her eyes, and spoke softly.

He said: "Azui, can I find someone to help you detoxify? It will also save me from having to cut myself and bleed you every month."

After saying that, Ye Jiangxue looked at the scars on her wrist with a heartbroken expression.

The poison was detoxified once every three months, that is, just after the scar had grown, she had to use a knife to cut it again.

She, she, she - she is completely committing suicide!

What kind of logic is this?

There are many ways to poison. She really doesn't understand what is in this Ye Su's head?
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