When Jiang Xuecheng heard this, his expression became extremely painful.
His hand holding the sharp knife dropped down little by little, and he struggled like a wounded beast.
The high priest breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the sword finally leave his neck. However, the blood still oozing out of his neck made him extremely unhappy.
I almost got caught by a junior today. It's really...
The high priest let out a sarcastic sneer.
"Okay, I'll keep my word. I'll send you the recipe for making the poison and the medicine to relieve the symptoms later. It all depends on your research and development capabilities!"
She looked at Jiang Xuecheng indifferently. Although there was blood on her neck, her whole body had an awe-inspiring aura.
"But you have to think clearly. We used countless small animals for experiments, and the CHK No. 3 poison took an incredibly long time to develop. There is only one Su Wan, and she will soon develop an attack."
"If you want to save her life, don't take such a risk by conducting experiments on her!"
"I advise you to marry Tia first. I will then regularly supply you with medication to relieve your symptoms. Perhaps a cure will be developed. Otherwise..."
The high priest said nothing more, but his words were full of threats.
The Persian cat in the high priest's arms didn't know what its master was saying, but it vaguely felt that the atmosphere between Jiang Xuecheng and its master was terrible.
The pure white cat shuddered and leaned nervously against the high priest's ankle, its eyes full of curiosity and fear.
Jiang Xuecheng listened to the high priest's words in silence, his heart aching.
It was as if an invisible hand was grabbing his heart, causing him so much pain.
Jiang Xuecheng once firmly believed that it would not be up to others to decide whether to marry Tia or not. However, he did not expect that the situation would be reversed and it would become like this overnight!
The high priest looked at Jiang Xuecheng coldly.
"Oh, by the way, I have to remind you that this virus can be transmitted through blood. I have no right to interfere with you and Su Wan being together, but you have to be careful and don't put yourself in harm's way."
In fact, this statement is half true and half false. The truth is that the CHK virus can indeed be transmitted through blood.
But Jiang Xuecheng's pure dragon blood physique will not have any hidden dangers.
That’s right, dragon blood has always been the nemesis of the CHK virus. When Su Wan first met Ming Ye, Ming Ye had poisoned her with CHK No. 1.
However, the CHK virus No. 3 is much more powerful and cannot be eliminated by drinking dragon blood like the CHK virus No. 1. Instead, it requires a more terrifying method.
It’s not that there is no cure for CHK-3, but the cost is extremely high, tantamount to exchanging life for life.
Looking around the world, there are very few people who can save Su Wan, but Jiang Xuecheng is indeed one of them. Of course, if Su Wan wants to live, Jiang Xuecheng must die.
And the high priest could not tell him these things.
She still had some use for Jiang Xuecheng, and there was no way she would watch him die for Su Wan.
"Of course, since it is transmitted through blood, you must also understand that you and Su Wan cannot have children."
When Jiang Xuecheng heard this, the color on his face finally faded away bit by bit.
The high priest felt extremely pleased when he saw Jiang Xuecheng's struggling and painful expression.
It seemed that the dull pain in my neck had also weakened a lot.
"I believe you wouldn't harm a fresh life just for your own selfish desires, right? Tsk, that's a little too pitiful."
The high priest smiled sweetly and gave his final "advice".
"Also, remember my advice. Only by marrying Tia can you protect your sweetheart. Well, that's all I have to say. I'll have someone send you what you need in a moment."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head to look at the Persian cat beside her legs. The Persian cat was also very human-like and quickly climbed onto the high priest's wrist.
The high priest stroked the pure white cat in his hand and quickly left with graceful steps. Although blood was still oozing from the neck, his back was still elegant and generous.
…
The prince's study was empty, and soon Jiang Xuecheng was the only one left.
The door of the study was not closed, and a cool breeze blew in.
Jiang Xuecheng lowered his head and looked at the ground dejectedly, but his eyes were stern and filled with terrifying murderous intent.
If possible, he really wanted to use the knife in his hand to cut the high priest's throat!
He had never hated someone so much as he did now. He wanted to drink her blood and eat her flesh!
I wish the high priest would bleed to death on the spot!
"The High Priest..."
Jiang Xuecheng's voice was so suppressed that it was almost inaudible.
He collapsed on the ground in pain, his pair of obsidian eyes no longer had the coldness of the past, only a blood-red color!
Jiang Xuecheng grabbed the paper that fell on the ground with his hands and tore it into pieces!
It was as if what he was tearing off was not paper, but the flesh and blood of the high priest!
…
When the high priest walked out of the emperor's study, he happened to meet Manager Fan coming towards him.
At first glance, Manager Fan only thought that the high priest had an elegant pace, but after looking closely, he immediately noticed the high priest's bleeding neck.
His heart suddenly rose to his throat!
"Priest, what happened to your neck--"
He couldn't help but come forward, his eyes full of anxiety.
Although Manager Fan had been married for many years and even had children of his own, he could not get rid of his inexplicable admiration for the high priest.
Sometimes, when Manager Fan saw the high priestess’ face, which was more beautiful than that of a young girl, he couldn’t help but feel ashamed of himself.
Wrinkles began to appear around his eyes, and his figure was getting worse year by year, but the high priestess seemed to never grow old. Time stood still for her.
The high priest glanced at Manager Fan lightly, and Manager Fan immediately realized that he was too enthusiastic. His face froze and he immediately took a step back.
"Don't be nervous, my cat scratched it."
Scratched by a cat's claws
Manager Fan glanced at the high priest's bloody neck and his heart trembled.
This is clearly like being injured by a sharp weapon.
Is this cheating a three-year-old?!
The high priest glanced at Manager Fan sternly.
Manager Fan lowered his head in confusion, looked at the innocent-looking Persian cat in the high priest's hand, and finally stammered a suggestion.
"Master Priest, no matter what happens, you should apply some medicine first. It will be bad if the wound gets infected."
The high priest nodded calmly, holding the cat in his arms and walking away.
Manager Fan slowed down his pace, and only when he could no longer hear the high priest's footsteps did he dare to look back.
At the corner of the corridor, the figure of Qiuxiang could no longer be seen.
Manager Fan sighed and continued walking forward. Suddenly he saw that the door of the prince's study was actually open!
[Thanks to the book friend "CCTV" for the reward, thank you for your love, muah~]
(End of this chapter)