Do as I say

  "Are you sure?" Wasn't he intentionally teasing her? Xuan Yan was very skeptical of the man's 'rescue' method.

  "Hmm?" The man slightly raised an eyebrow, "Do you think I have nothing better to do than chat with you?" His mouth corners slightly curved upwards, revealing a hint of amusement that Xuan Yiran didn't notice, "Hurry up, are you trying to torture me to death or do you not want to go home?"

  She was about to unleash her complaints, clenching her fists and almost unable to resist the urge to punch this guy, looking at his sly smile, where was there anything worth trusting? But... seeing that he indeed looked like he was suffering in pain, okay, she endured.

  After taking a deep breath, Xuan Yiran summoned up her courage, grasped the hilt of the sword in its scabbard, and lightly drew out the sword. The silver-white light of the blade emerged from the scabbard; this was the first time she had drawn her sword, and also the first time she saw the blade present a silver-white color. However, she did not completely draw it out, only revealing a sharp edge, then stretched out her fingers to quickly sweep across the mouth of the sword, immediately putting the sword back afterwards.

  "Ouch...". Xuan Yan's face contorted in pain as she couldn't help but furrow her brow, looking at the wound on her finger where fresh blood was flowing out. Although she was very dissatisfied and felt wronged for the first time in her life, in front of this king, she still had to put on a brave face.

  But all this was taken in by the silent man sitting there, who looked at her with a flicker of something in his eyes.

  Xuan Xian sucked the blood off her finger with her mouth, and a pungent smell of blood almost made her vomit. She stood up strongly, lowered her head, and when she was about to kiss the man's lips, she hesitated again. Seeing that he didn't plan to make a sound, she could only do it in a way that wasn't ideal.

  Closing his eyes, he didn't want to see those eyes that had been staring at him all along. Xuan Yiran took a deep breath and fed him the blood in his mouth, pressing it against his lips.

  When the man drank down the blood fed to him by Xuan Yuran, his face underwent a clear change. The dark red markings began to gradually fade away, and other places also mysteriously disappeared quickly. His body no longer hurt, including his strength which had recovered. Just as he was feeling happy about this, what made him even more interested and curious was the girl in front of him who was still continuing to feed him fresh blood.