What does it mean when a person loses one liter of blood?
It's roughly the lethal dose for an ordinary person.
If you lose too much blood, you may overeat due to hunger and thirst.
Even the best-trained soldiers couldn't hold on.
Yiqiqi's mind was in a mess, and when he vaguely realized this, he had already drunk two bottles of water.
Each bottle has a large capacity, and the main purpose is to keep yourself from being thirsty.
A moment of pleasure comes at the cost of a life.
As Yiqiqi's brain short-circuited, he fell to the ground helplessly.
The red veil, which had been cut off from contact, has regained contact with the outside world.
“Dead…?”
The red veil floated out from her head.
Looking at Yiqiqi's pale face, wide-open eyes, and unfinished dry food in his hand.
"He passed the trial, successfully formed a contract with me, everything was accomplished, yet he died in such a ridiculous way."
The woman in red veil looked at Yiqiqi in front of her, feeling indescribably complicated.
She died, and he came to the human world. With these 50 million ghost money, he could wander around for a year.
This should have been a happy event.
However, it died just after the contract was signed with me, which made it seem useless.
This inexplicable sense of shame lingered in its mind for a long time.
I can only sigh:
"Well, as a reward, I'll kill your entire family so you can have some company."
As he spoke, he looked at Gou Shiba and said quietly:
"Do you know where her family is?"
Gou Shiba's smiling face froze, and his eyes stared at the red veil with empty eyes.
What's going on...
This, this, this, the rich little woman is dead?!
Although it had noticed that the little rich woman was not in good condition since the time at Luohua Lake, especially because of the fatigue caused by continuous trials and lack of nutrition.
But in its mind, the little rich woman is the second strongest person after the boss, and not eating or drinking for a few days is nothing.
She completely forgot that she was still a human being after all.
"Kekeke...she, she has no family..."
The dog, Shiba, had just learned to stand on its four limbs, and lay limply on the ground with tears in its eyes.
"Is that so... What a shame. Then I'll drag you down with me to be buried with me."
Dog Eighteen: “?”
No, do you have to kill something?
Can't you just bury it?
If you really want to accompany me, go down by yourself!
Its brain, which had not been used for many years, was spinning to its full potential at this moment. Before the red veil was about to strike, it hurriedly shouted:
"No! She has... a master whom she treats like a father, whom she loves and admires, and who is as dear to her as her entire family!"
"I know where he is!"
master?
When the red veil is associated with the round altar, I often hear her mention it.
"Okay, do you know who else she has?"
"This one person is worth the whole family, don't be too greedy..."
Dog Eighteen Strongman Yan Huanxiao tried to save his own life.
In my heart, I secretly comforted myself, it’s okay, the boss is meant to be sold.
How can his strength be highlighted without a strong enemy?
"But one person is still a little too few."
——Tick-tock.
While the woman in red veil was lost in thought, a terrifying and strange creature slowly crawled out from the exit of the scene.
Upon closer inspection, it looks very familiar.
"You are the contracted weirdness that was previously attached to this human."
The red veil thought for a moment and remembered it.
He wanted Banbu Miecheng to remember a mere life-chasing monster, no, now it should be called a threatening monster.
This is a very difficult thing.
It's as difficult as asking a rich man to remember the face of a beggar while shopping.
If it weren't for Yiqiqi, it would never have been able to recognize it.
The fishmonger stiffened strangely and nodded subconsciously.
Then he saw Yiqiqi's "corpse" lying there.
"Hahahaha, she has come to this day? She'd rather die! Haha!"
The fishmonger sneered strangely. Didn’t he take my life seriously at all in the scene?
You deserve what you have today!
I will just wait here and wait for the ghost king covered with red cloth to leave, then I will eat your body till it is clean!
Before she could finish feeling proud, she heard the woman in red veil say calmly:
"Then you must be very close to her. Tell me, besides her master, does she have any other family? If not, I will kill you and keep you company."
The fishmonger's eerie smile froze.
His expression gradually became dull.
Do you have any serious illnesses?
They are very close, would they do something like this during the circle ceremony?
My name is Qiqiang. I have never offended anyone. Even if I want to eat fish, I will cook it myself.
Do you have to force me to turn evil?
Seeing that it was stunned, the red veil wanted to take action.
At this moment, the fishmonger's brain was activated and the gears of fate began to turn.
An old man dressed in plain clothes, with a kind face, who talks about reason when he speaks and about dividing up millions when he closes his mouth.
"No, I actually know that she has a brother who is in his seventies or eighties!"
"So there's a younger brother...how many?"
Weirdness is not sensitive to age.
But Hong Haitou looked at Yi Qiqi's petite body and cute and innocent face.
I also heard that this little girl has a younger brother who is in his seventies or eighties. Even if she was not sensitive before, she has become sensitive now.
The fishmonger's mind started to heat up. "That should be right. Judging from his physique and appearance, he must be around 70 or 80 years old."
How could it know a human's age? It could only roughly judge based on appearance.
The red veil couldn't help but sigh, "I never thought that dynasties change every century, and the most powerful thing about human beings is their makeup skills."
"She looks like a human cub, but in reality, she's an old woman at least in her seventies or eighties."
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