"afraid of what?"

Xiao Chen looked at Luo Lin, a little strange.

"Afraid...of being taken down by me."

Luo Lin said with a charming smile.

"I fear you?"

Xiao Chen felt guilty and sneered again.

"Now that you are injured, what else can you do to me?"

"That's not necessarily the case."

Luo Lin said, approaching Xiao Chen again.

"what?"

Xiao Chen subconsciously wanted to hide away, but when he saw Luo Lin swaying, he hurriedly gave her a hand.

He felt Luo Lin's rapidly declining breath, and his expression changed.

"Are you injured that badly?"

"Ahem, I wanted to cover it up, but I couldn't hold it anymore."

Luo Lin coughed up blood and forced a smile.

"Stop talking, come on, eat this first."

Xiao Chen took out another porcelain bottle, took out the holy healing product, and stuffed it into Luo Lin's mouth.

"I feel... your blood is not as useful."

Rowling made a joke.

"Really? Wait."

Xiao Chen frowned. She was not a normal person after all. Maybe the effect of the healing holy product was not that good.

He took out the dagger and was about to slit his wrist.

"What are you doing...I'm just kidding."

Luo Lin was stunned and hurriedly stopped Xiao Chen.

"What kind of joke are you kidding me at this time..."

Xiao Chen said and wanted to cut it off again.

"Even if we want to drink it, we can't drink it here. When we go to the hotel... to drink your blood, shouldn't there be a sense of ritual?"
Chapter completed!