She shuddered all over, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, with all the hairs on her body standing on end.
The shadow behind Shangyue grew larger and larger, and a strong scent of sandalwood wafted into his nose.
The loose hair on her neck was lifted up, revealing her smooth and fair skin. The large artery in her neck was beating rhythmically, and cold breath sprayed on it.
Kamitsuki's eyes widened in horror.
What was even more terrifying was that the breath was getting closer and closer, actually sticking directly to it, and its sharp teeth bit through the skin and flesh and pierced into the blood vessels.
"Gulu, gurgle!"
There was a flash of horror in Shangyue's eyes. That thing was actually sucking her blood.
Damn, there are zombies in this world of immortal cultivation?
The next moment, she denied the suspicion.
"No, zombies don't breathe. If they are zombies, it's better to say they are cold-blooded animals, perhaps demons."
At this critical moment of life and death, Shangyue's brain was working at high speed.
"But ordinary demons don't dare, nor do they have the strength to break into the temple so quietly. Now there is someone who has this ability. Shangyue thought of a dragon!"
Shangyue forced himself to stay calm and tried to contact Long Qianjue in his sea of consciousness.
After a long time, a carelessly kind and ugly face appeared in her consciousness.
Shang Yue asked anxiously, "Long Qianjue, have you returned to the Divine Sect?"
Long Qianjue said impatiently, "Do you think I'm idle?" Then he cut off the connection fiercely.
Shangyue was stunned. Damn Black Dragon, if I die, you won’t have a good life either.
"Gurgle, gurgle!" Shangyue's whole body was restrained, and she could only allow that thing to continue sucking her blood.
As time passed, the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss last month became more severe, and even consciousness began to blur.
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