Chapter 125 Not only does it smell of blood, but it also smells delicious.

"Hmph, you should beat me first. You can't even protect yourself, yet you're still thinking about Chen Pingjin."

"If it weren't for her and that damned Regent meddling in other people's business that day, do you think I would still be watching you until this day? Lu Qingjia, let me tell you, you're going to die sooner or later!"

After hearing what the man in black said, Lu Qingjia looked incredulous.

He tried with the last bit of strength he had left to stand up, but in the end he could only lie helplessly on the ground.

A foot was stomping hard on his chest, and he felt pain all over his internal organs. Lu Qingjia wondered if he was going to not only be defeated by this person today, but also deal with the pretty lady.

Thinking about this, Lu Qingjia felt extremely regretful.

I shouldn't have run away from the General's Mansion so casually.

Lu Qingjia sighed inwardly, then closed her eyes, awaiting the black-clad man's arbitrary execution.

The man in black snorted coldly, grabbed Lu Qingjia from the ground, lifted him by the back of the neck, and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

Lu Qingjia's mouth was gushing blood as he stared at the man in black in disbelief.

The man in black seemed to know what he was thinking, and forcibly pried open his throat, forcing Lu Qingjia to swallow the pill mixed with blood and foam.

"you……"

Feeling the pill slide down her esophagus into her stomach, Lu Qingjia tried desperately to vomit it out, but to no avail.

"Don't waste your energy. In your current state, how could you possibly vomit it up!"

The man in black sneered at Lu Qingjia, and as the drug took effect, Lu Qingjia closed her eyes.

This is exactly the effect I wanted, hahaha...

The pill he just fed to Lu Qingjia is called Dan Ding Wan. This medicine can temporarily make a person's martial arts disappear, and for a month, the person will look like someone who has never practiced martial arts.

No matter how skilled a martial arts master is, once they take this pill, they will look no different from a cripple.

He saw Lu Qingjia slowly close her eyes, then said to Xueying beside him, "Xueying, let's go!"

"Roar—" Xueying was very obedient, letting out a roar from her throat, her four legs following behind the man in black.

Upon arriving at a certain place, the man in black finally removed the veil from his face.

His wheat-colored skin was instantly exposed to the air.

This person had bright, star-like eyebrows, a straight nose, and a face with sharp, angular features as if carved by a knife. His sword-like eyebrows exuded an imposing aura even without anger.

If Shen Pingjin were here right now, she would definitely recognize that this person was none other than Lu Qingxiao, whom she had seen at the grass market that day!

Lu Qingxiao exuded an aura different from that day. He looked at the boy in his arms with a cold face, drew the blade from his waist, and slashed straight at the boy's wrist.

In an instant, blood gushed out from the wound, but Lu Qingxiao acted as if he didn't see it, and took out a prepared porcelain bowl and placed it next to the wound.

"Tick-tock—tick-tock—"

The blood was caught in the porcelain bowl, and some of it dripped down the edge of the bowl to the ground, blooming into a bewitching red flower.

Xueying stood guard nearby, seemingly sensing the faint smell of blood in the air, and paced back and forth restlessly.

The White Tiger has always loved eating meat, and now the air is filled with the smell of blood; it would be strange if the White Tiger wasn't restless.

Lu Qingxiao seemed to have noticed the white tiger's restlessness as well. He stroked the white tiger's pure white fur as if to soothe it, "Xueying, I will personally hunt some game for you later, don't rush."

"roar--"

Xueying had been on the mountain for an unknown amount of time, and had long been nourished by the spiritual energy of the misty mountain, developing a little bit of intelligence.

He understood the reassuring meaning in Lu Qingxiao's words and tried to calm his restless steps.

"Be good, be a good girl."

Lu Qingxiao also noticed that Xueying had gradually calmed down, and nodded with great satisfaction.

He frowned and looked at the unconscious Lu Qingjia, but his attention was focused on the wound caused by the blade.

The bowl was already full of blood. Lu Qingxiao sneered and took out a wound medicine from his sleeve, then sprinkled the powder on Lu Qingjia's wound.

"What a waste of such a good thing."

Lu Qingxiao regretfully put away the wound medicine. He had bought this bottle of wound medicine from the black market at a high price because it contained the Blood Clotting Powder.

The Blood Clotting Princess is something that can only be sold in the Northern Barbarian lands.

Lu Qingxiao shook his head and looked at the porcelain bowl filled with Lu Qingjia's blood.

When Xueying saw the porcelain bowl filled with blood, she became restless again.

Lu Qingxiao reached out and touched the edge of the porcelain bowl, feeling the warmth of the blood. He felt a surge of murderous intent rising in his heart.

Lu Qingjia, oh Lu Qingjia, you've finally been caught red-handed...

Previously, while he was in the manor, he had to protect Lu Qingjia at all times and prevent him from getting hurt. After all, if he were injured, that old man would only punish him.

Why is he the protagonist from birth, while I'm relegated to a supporting role? Why should I have to protect him? He's human too...

On the day Lu Qingjia was born, his mother fell ill in bed, weakly crying and begging him to go find General Lu, who was also his father.

But on that day, the whole family was welcoming Lu Qingjia's birth, and no one noticed whether his mother was alive or dead.

He knew he was just a lowly illegitimate son, so he went out of the manor to find a doctor. But when the doctor learned that he was asking him to treat a concubine, he refused him with great disdain.

Lu Qingxiao will never forget that look in his eyes.

That look of disgust.

When he rushed back to the manor, he brought with him the medicine he had painstakingly obtained by kneeling on the mossy ground. When he arrived at his room...

All I could see was my mother, who died with her eyes wide open in disbelief.

He regretted it! He hated it! He hated his father for not giving his mother a second glance.

Even her funeral was a hasty affair.

He doesn't understand!

Could it be that in his heart, he and his mother were nothing more than mistresses who could not be openly acknowledged?

Is Lu Qingjia really that good? He was just born into a good family!

He worked hard to learn martial arts and finally got his father's attention, but Lu Qingjia only needed to stand there and everyone would care about him and forget about his hard work and diligence.

If this is fate, he is unwilling.

He was unwilling to help Lu Qingjia reach the summit.

On the contrary, the person he wanted to reach the top was himself.

He was hiding his identity very well, and Lu Qingjia trusted him completely. Thinking of this, Lu Qingxiao didn't know why he actually wanted to let Lu Qingjia go.

But this is a duck that's already in our hands.

He won't let this go.

Smelling the blood in the bowl before him, Lu Qingxiao's lips curled into a cold smile.

Lu Qingxiao stretched out his finger and stirred it in the blood in the porcelain bowl, then, in a perverted manner, put it under his nose and smelled it.

An indescribable smell instantly filled my nostrils.

It not only smelled of blood, but also... a pleasant aroma.