"What is it? Let me tell you in advance that I will not sell my virginity." Luo Feng timidly was taken to Aaliya's room.

Luo Feng, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but tighten his clothes, with a vigilant look on his face.

"You want to sell it, but I'm not interested in accepting it yet," Aaliya closed the door, sat facing Luo Feng, and said seriously, "I'm asking you to do a favor. Of course, it's not free. What conditions can you give me?"

Mention, I will try my best to satisfy you."

Luo Feng looked at the mixed-race beauty in front of him suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

Aaliya was silent, staring at Luo Feng as if thinking about something.

Suddenly Aaliya took off her top, revealing her proud mature curves. Luo Feng was so frightened that he covered his eyes and said tremblingly, "You...what are you doing? Just keep talking. What do you mean by taking off your clothes if you don't agree with me?"

"Look here," Aaliyah's voice was trembling.

Luo Feng looked through the gap between his fingertips and was startled.

Just looking at the housekeeper, Aaliya turned around, and her back, which was supposed to be pure and flawless, showed extremely ferocious and dense blood vessels.

Those blood vessels were beating slightly like the devil's claws.

"Is this..." Luo Feng realized something, "blood backlash?"

Aaliya bit her red lips tightly and sat back down again.

"My bloodline has been quite stable before, but some accidents occurred when I broke through to the realm of the divine. Now, although my bloodline is stronger,... some hidden flaws have also appeared one after another."

"Can I see it?"

Blood backlash is no small matter. With the improvement of cultivation and frequent use of blood, it is very likely that the carrier will die.

"Well," Aaliya lowered her head, stood up with a blushing face, and turned her back to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng stepped forward to observe, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, and Luo Feng's knuckled fingers fell on Aaliya's smooth skin.

The cold touch caused Aaliyah's delicate body to tremble.

"Sorry," Luo Feng felt rude and retracted his hand, "How do you want me to help you?"

"Don't tell anyone about this, including members of my family," Aaliya put on her clothes, her eyes gleaming.

"Well, let's first tell you what you want me to do."

"I want to ask for some of your bloodline origin power."

"Do you want to..."

"I know this is really difficult for you. After all, the original power of bloodline is the core of bloodline. If you give it to me, you will also..."

"You misunderstood. It's not that I won't give it, but that you are sure you want it. With the continuous development and evolution of my original power, it is not as good as before. If you are not careful, you may..."

"Instead of waiting for the backlash of my bloodline and dying, I might as well give it a try. Besides, my bloodline itself is not weak, so there is no big problem."

"Okay, you can choose between the Emperor's bloodline and the Ji family's bloodline," Luo Feng smiled, as if he was showing off.

There is no other way, we are just willful, with the Di family on the left and the Ji family on the right.

"The Emperor's bloodline is too overbearing. I'm afraid that my bloodline won't dare to absorb it. I'm not sure even a trace of it, so I'll use the Ji family's bloodline."

"Now?" Luo Feng said.

"We may not have time in the future, can you do it while there is still time?"

"That's right. Who knows what changes will happen in the future? It's best to have time to solve it today."

As Luo Feng stretched out his finger, the sword shape above the air sea shook violently, and a blue-gold air flow crowded into Luo Feng's blood.

"Whoosh!"

The air blade gently cut the surface of Cairo Feng's index finger, and blood seeped out.

"Open your mouth," Luo Feng said.

Aaliya didn't react at all and said blankly, "What are you doing?"

"Isn't it absorbing the origin of blood? This is it. Hurry up, one drop of origin, a hundred drops of essence and blood."

Aaliya's face turned even redder after listening to Luo Feng's words.

"Hurry up, bitches," Luo Feng was afraid that blood would fall to the ground.

This is a treasure, a priceless treasure.

"Have you...did you wash your hands?"

"Wash it, wash it, suck it quickly."

He put his fingers in front of Aria, who was biting her red lips and looking disgusted.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Aaliya shyly lifted her hair, her red lips fell on Luo Feng's index finger, and absorbed the blood that contained the original power of the Ji family's blood resistance.

Luo Feng felt the warmth from his index finger, and then he took it back with satisfaction. Seeing that Aaliya still looked so cute, he couldn't help but joked, "Actually, I didn't wash my hands when I pooped just now. This is what I used."

There’s only one finger.”

"What, you..." Aaliyah was so frightened that she almost vomited.

"No, no, no, no, this is hundreds of drops of blood, don't vomit."

Aaliya's body suddenly shook, and she curled up on the ground with an ugly face.

Luo Feng was stunned, "What's wrong?"

"So... so cold, such a terrible cold, ah..." Aaliya groaned in pain without any warning.

"Auntie, please keep your voice down, or others will think I did something to you," Luo Feng was so frightened that he used a spell to cover the sound in the room.

"Can you hold on?" Luo Feng hurried to help Aaliya and found that the temperature of Aaliya's body was frighteningly cold.

Aaliyah's skin turned dark purple to the naked eye, and in less than ten seconds, it began to be covered with a layer of frost.

The whole room was filled with cold fog, as if winter was approaching.

"So... so cold, so cold," Aaliyah's body began to shake violently, and the blood in her veins seemed to have frozen into ice slag.

"No way, the effect is so strong?" Luo Feng was greatly surprised.

"You...what kind of original power are you, and why is the effect so overbearing?" Aaliya's facial features were almost distorted, and she clutched Luo Feng tightly, trying to keep warm with the warmth of Luo Feng's body.

"Oops," Luo Feng suddenly thought of something.

"When I was in the Wufang Mountain Realm, I absorbed the ancient bloodline of the Damocles Stone. My twin bloodlines may be a little different, and the effect is much stronger than I imagined. Oops, my brain..."

"Luo Feng..." Aaliya breathed painfully.

"What's wrong, are you okay?"

"Your uncle, you...you're going to kill me..." Aaliya burst into tears of pain, but they froze into ice droplets in the air.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Luo Feng knew that he was in the wrong and had indeed tricked Aaliya this time.

But Aaliyah's consciousness became increasingly blurred, and the two domineering bloodlines in Aaliyah's body were biting each other.

Cold sweat broke out on Luo Feng's forehead. He quickly put Aaliya on the bed, turned up the temperature in the room to the highest level, and wrapped her tightly in a quilt.

Although Luo Feng knew that this was all useless effort and it was more up to Aria herself, doing it was better than not doing it.

"Cold, I'm so cold," Aaliya suddenly grabbed Luo Feng's hand and pulled Luo Feng directly onto the bed. Before Luo Feng had a chance to react, Aaliya's cold, stiff body pressed against his.

Coming up is like grabbing a life-saving straw from a turbulent current.

Late at night, Luo Feng's panicked and shy voice sounded.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Why are you unbuttoning my clothes? Damn it, my pants. When did you take my pants off? Alia went too far. Boxer briefs are my last line as a man.
Chapter completed!