"Damn, why are you so similar to the vampire in the movie?"

Mu Longquan frowned. How could this portrait look like those old guys who like virgin blood dressed up like this in the middle of the night and went out to the streets if they foresee a nervous person who would die, at least rumors would fly everywhere, which would attract policemen.

"It's okay, I'll change it for you when I get to the ground. It won't take ten seconds." Pipsy promised, and then his tail started, and a feeling of liquid flowing immediately came from Mu Longquan's skin. When he was startled, his clothes had magically changed to that standard outfit.

In seconds." Paipsi hit his tail with satisfaction, and before Mu Longquan could appreciate it, he took back the outfit. "There is not bad results, haven't I regressed yet?"

The disguise problem was solved. The two of them were smoking cigarettes while chatting and chatting about what to say at night and what actions to make to gain Xu Hui's trust. Soon, night fell quietly. Mu Longquan, who was ready for everything, changed into the suit that was inspiring and had no intention of eating. He stopped a taxi and went straight to the third affiliated hospital.

Looking at the bustling crowds and traffic outside the car, Mu Longquan felt a little nervous. After all, it was the first time he took the initiative to do business and was still an acquaintance. If he messed up, it would probably cause him a lot of trouble... However, after looking at the noisy world and watching the hasty whereabouts of countless people, his heart suddenly relaxed at a moment, just like "Cheming Wu", not nervous at all - what's so great? A small "transaction" will be instantly submerged in the torrent of time, and no trace will be left behind. Is it necessary to be nervous?

While reviewing the process discussed with Pipsy and listening to the music from the sound in the car, his mood gradually became lighter. The dozens of minutes passed quickly, and the hospital gate had appeared in Mu Longquan's vision again.

After paying the fare, Mu Longquan headed straight to the luxurious ward where the pure beauty was. After entering the gate of the inpatient department, the ring transformed by Pippsy flashed with dark light all the way. All the people shining by the light were slightly stunned and stood there in a daze. It was not until Mu Longquan passed by quickly that he recovered and continued his work without any awareness. A large number of light without physical strength tried to stay away from the light in fear, and they did not float behind Mu Longquan like the time he came in the morning.

"Ready?"

Parked at the door of the luxury ward, Paipsey showed his true form and asked softly.

Mu Longquan, who had already changed into a full suit, nodded and took a deep breath. Paipsi turned his head and began to gesture to the door of the ward.

A flash of light, a mysterious and very Western magic circle began to light up on the door, and many shining symbols rotated in a circle, changing like countless interlaced gears.

"who?"

Xu Hui, who was dazed on the hospital bed, suddenly felt a sense of existence and asked weakly.

No one answered, but the sense of existence became stronger and stronger, and even as if she could hear a person's breathing. Just as she was gradually surprised and was about to reach out to turn on the light, the door of the ward suddenly lit up, and a magic needle-like thing flashed away, and then a tall figure passed through the glowing door and walked in slowly.

The door did not make any sound of a switch, and the man passed through it without any obstacles. Then the light gradually faded and everything returned to its original state, but there was suddenly an extra person in the ward.

"Who are you?"

Xu Hui's voice was not much panic. After experiencing huge pain, only strong "hate" was left in her heart. Other feelings, including "fear" and "love", seemed to be dead, and she couldn't feel it at all, and she didn't care about anything.

"Beautiful lady, I follow your call and prepare to make a deal with you."

Mu Longquan's voice had been changed by Paipsi with demonic power, hoarse and magnetic, with a strange charm: "Your resentment is so strong that even I can't ignore its existence, so I'm here."

"What are you? Are you a demon?"

Xu Hui's face was still not angry, but there was a slight light flashing in her beautiful eyes covered with red silk. Is it a demon? This man wearing a strange mask, a cloak, a demonic golem hanging in his ears, silently walking through the door? Anyway, at least he is not an ordinary human... Is he here to help him fulfill his wish? Help him turn that...

"Well, it's barely!"

Following Xu Hui's words, Mu Longquan responded, and carefully looked at the pure beauty who used to be a mask. His beautiful face was now deeply sunken, his bright big eyes were covered with blood, without any spirit, his cherry lips were not bloody at all, and it was so pale that it was heartbreaking.

"Battle?" Xu Hui smiled weakly: "Then what's the matter with you coming to me? Want my soul?"

"No, it's just a deal."

Mu Longquan smiled gracefully, but became evil against the mask: "What I want is your child."

Taking out the seeds of "deep bitterness", Mu Longquan gently placed it in Xu Hui's palm, holding the slender hand, helping her to bear the amazing weight, and slowly explained its purpose with the hoarse and magnetic sound like a devil's whisper.

"Do you take my child and use this to avenge me?"

Xu Hui asked softly, her cold hands unconsciously stroking her lower abdomen and gently stroking them.

"Yes, if you agree, we will sign the deed."

The ring on Mu Longquan's hand flashed, and the red glowing Qi Ling appeared in the air between the two. The big eyes stared straight at the two. Even though he had seen it once, Mu Longquan still felt uncomfortable and furry.

"Should I believe you?" Xu Hui asked almost to herself, her godless eyes staring at the mysterious mask.

“You can choose for yourself.”

Mu Longquan felt a little nervous, and began to worry that after spending so much effort, he would be useless in the end, especially the trick of passing through the door. Paipsi said he wanted to collect money - but he still pretended to be calm on the surface. With a wave of his hand, he moved the comfortable leisure chair over in the light of the ring, and lit a cigarette while sitting down.

Amid the squeaking tobacco leaves, Xu Hui was silent, her eyes moved back and forth between her lower abdomen and Mu Longquan's face. After a few minutes, she sighed softly: "I promise you... Anyway, this child shouldn't have come to this world..."

"Very good." Mu Longquan, who was already getting more and more nervous, finally breathed a sigh of relief, slapped the cigarette butt in his hand, swayed his cloak, and stood up in a very elegant posture: "You just put your hand on that eye and then think in your heart that I am willing."

Xu Hui nodded silently and stretched out her slender hand weakly. As soon as she touched the eye, a piercing feeling came from the palm of her hand and it continued to disappear. And suddenly there was something about this contract in her memory. A name that seemed to have been written by her own hands appeared on the paper called Qi Ling.

"Very good, now you can soak the seeds with your own blood." With your body blocking Xu Hui's view, Mu Longquan signed his name on Qi Ling. When he turned around, Xu Hui had pulled out the needles on his wrist, and the blood gushed out along the small wound, absorbed like a sponge. Soon, the "bitter" seeds placed on the back of his hand were soaked.

Accompanied by a crisp "pop" sound, the small seeds cracked, as transparent as bean sprouts, and the delicate but blood-red plant grew rapidly within a few seconds. As a result, a faint and eccentric chant echoed in the ears of the two people. In a trance, Mu Longquan felt that the sun was rising and setting outside the window many times, calmed down, but was still in the ward where only the night lights were lighted. The evil demon grass had withered and turned into fine powder and dispersed with the wind. Only two strange fruits like a man and a woman hugging each other and snuggling together were lying quietly on the back of Xu Hui's pale hands.

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