When that strange red light flickered, Yun Ran's eyes froze, as if she had been hit by an immobilization spell, sitting there woodenly.
The starlight in her eyes was originally shimmering, but now it was a void, unfocused and ethereal.
Opposite her, Nangong Jue's bewitching blood-red eyes slowly returned to black, a strange smile slowly appearing at the corners of his lips.
He stood up and walked to Yun Ran's side, his gaze fell on her slender white fingers, pausing for a moment.
In the next instant, a silver needle flashed with a chilling light appeared between his fingertips.
The needle tip pierced Yun Ran's finger.
A drop of blood fell into the white crystal bottle, slowly spreading and merging with the transparent liquid inside.
As seven drops of blood fell, the transparent liquid in the bottle turned a strange, mysterious indigo color.
Nangong Jue released Yun Ran's finger and gently shook the crystal bottle a few times.
