"What are you thinking?" The sound of a gentle pushing the door shattered the moonlight that was pouring out all over the floor.

"No." Nalan Ji replied briefly, his eyes drifting out the window. Jiulan Shu stood behind her, saying nothing.

"Julan Shu..." Nalan Ji suddenly called his name, as if he was muttering to his dreams.

"If I become a bloodthirsty monster a thousand years later, should I die a thousand years ago?" Nalan Ji closed her eyes exhausted.

"Hmm?" Jiulan Shu obviously didn't understand what she meant.

"No, nothing." Nalanji opened her purple eyes again.

...

The next night.

Yuki was busy in the kitchen, and Ji Shenglin sat with a group of vampires for a rare time. After the vampires were missing Liu Jia's figure, Kazuya became very silent.

A scent of blood came, is it the smell of Yuji's blood?

Julan Shu and Ji Shengye rushed into the kitchen one after another, and Julan Yuji looked at them in confusion. Yuji was not injured. So, the one who was injured should be Nalan Ji who locked herself in the house all day long?

Ji Shengzen rushed out of the kitchen and rushed to the second floor, with Jiulan Shu following closely behind.

The door was closed, and no one responded no matter how they knocked it. Jiulan Shu directly used his magic power to bomb the door open. The things inside were broken all over the ground, and the pillow was thrown to the ground. It was a mess and it was empty.

The window was wide open, and a piece of glass was broken. Maybe she broke the glass and went out, after all, she had no magic power.

Thinking of this, Jiulanshu also jumped out of the window. She probably hadn't walked away yet! Zhi Shengling stood indifferently in front of the cracked window, and said to the bulging curtains: "Come out, after all, you have lost your magic power now, and I can sense your existence."

The curtains moved, and Nalan Ji walked out. The cold moonlight shone on her beautiful face. The most eye-catching thing was the bloody hand. The blood was winding down her white fingers and dripped to the ground.

"What do you want to do?" Zhi Shengling kept staring at Nalan Ji's injured hand.

"No, I didn't want to do anything." Nalan Ji subconsciously carried his hands behind him. After all, he had lost all his magic power for many days now, and he involuntarily took back the tense momentum.

"Give it to me." Zhi Shengling stretched out his hand. "What?" Nalan Ji asked with his head raised and stared.

"Hand." Zhi Sheng Zee turned around and walked to the cabinet.

...

Next to the tree below, Kuran Shu stood against the trunk. In fact, he didn't look for Naran Ji at all, because he could see at first glance that Naran Ji was hiding, but he wanted Naran Ji, no, Kuran Sakura Ji could have a better home, and Ji Shengling could be farther away from his Youji and farther away.

In the house.

Zhi Shengling wanted to bandage Nalanji with a bandage, but Nalanji was sensibly avoided. Nalanji reached out to take the bandage herself and bandaged her clumsyly. She actually didn't want anyone to help her, and she didn't allow herself to accept anyone's help in her bones.

Halfway through the bandage, looking at the bright red blood, Nalan Ji couldn't help but think of her sealed magic power. Nah, when was the seal untied?

And the blood is everywhere thousands of years later.
Chapter completed!