"Well... I was slightly injured, by the way, what's your name, little girl?"

The little girl looked at Luochen who wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and she couldn't bear it. After all, these two people were injured to save themselves.

"My name is Zhong Ling."

Chapter 70 Enslaving Zhong Ling

Luo Chen, who was seriously injured, looked at the little girl named Zhong Ling and pointed at the luggage on the ground.

"Zhong Ling, have you seen the package on the ground? There is a high-quality golden sore medicine in it. Take it out and apply it to Duan Yu."

Zhong Ling picked up the package on the ground in response, took out the golden sore medicine and walked in front of Duan Yu, carefully dressing Duan Yu.

At this time, Zhong Ling helped Duan Yu to wrap up and then came to the side of Luo Chen, who was also seriously injured.

"I'll give you the store medicine too, your arm is still bleeding!"

Zhong Ling looked at Ye Xiaochen's **** arm, and couldn't bear to look directly in his heart. After all, it was all because of saving himself.

"But it's alright, it'll be fine in a while."

Evil thoughts suddenly appeared in Luochen's mind now, why can't this cute little girl be enslaved!

There were tears in Zhong Ling's eyes, which showed how devoted Zhong Ling was to his savior.

Luo Chen looked at Zhong Ling with a tough attitude, and the thoughts in his heart couldn't help getting heavier and heavier.

"Well, that's fine."

After getting Ye Xiaochen's consent, Zhong Ling stretched out his thin hand to grab Luochen's arm, and the other hand slowly applied the golden sore medicine in his hand to Luochen's wound.

A strong sense of pain lingered, but now in front of Zhong Ling, Luo Chen endured the pain of the golden sore medicine nourishing the wound.

Zhong Ling also seemed to see that Luo Chen was enduring the pain, and looked at Luo Chen with some puzzlement.

"Since it hurts, why don't you call it out? It will be much better if you call it out."

Luochen looked at Zhong Ling, who had already sensed his own thoughts, and had a new insight into this little girl, that is, this little girl is really eccentric and really smart.

Now Luochen's mind is constantly thinking about how to make Zhong Ling drink his own blood voluntarily.

Luochen knew that in this era, there is a reason why men and women are inseparable, let alone let Zhong Ling drink his own blood.

"Actually, sometimes shouting, it will only hurt more. It's better to endure it than this, at least to prove that you are strong."

In Zhong Ling's eyes, there is a strong interest in the young man who saved him, and now he wants to know the details of Luochen.

"You haven't asked for the title of the hero yet?"

Zhong Ling said to Luochen very politely.

However, Zhong Ling's politeness made Luo Chen a little unnatural, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"No, I'm not a hero! My name is Luochen, I'm just an ordinary book boy."

When Zhong Ling heard Luo Chen's words, his face looked a little incredible, because Zhong Ling knew that no book boy in this world could have such a martial arts cultivation.

"Book boy?"

After Luochen saw Zhong Ling's expression, he could see that Zhong Ling was a little disbelieving when he heard that he was a book boy.

"I'm really just a book boy, that is Duan Yu, the son of our family."

Luo Chen pointed at Zhong Ling, who was already unconscious, and Zhong Ling followed Luo Chen's finger, and there was indeed a difference.

Seeing that Duan Yu, who fainted on the ground, was dressed in luxurious clothes, while Luo Chen was in front of him dressed as a servant, Zhong Ling seemed to begin to believe that Luo Chen was a book boy.

"Are you really a book boy? What's the matter with your martial arts?"

Although Zhong Ling, who has gradually believed in it, is still a little incredible, after all, a person with this martial arts cannot be a simple book boy.

Luochen's eyes have been staring at Zhong Ling who is full of doubts, and now she seems to want to get her own answer.

"I'm really just a book boy, as for my martial arts"

Zhong Ling saw that Luo Chen was hiding something, although Luo Chen did not continue to talk, but now Zhong Ling can be sure that the Luo Chen in front of him is definitely not an ordinary person.

Suddenly, Luochen grabbed Zhong Ling's thin and thin hand with his hand. Luochen's move startled Zhong Ling, and he hurriedly pulled his hand out of Luochen's hand.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhong Ling, who withdrew his hand, stepped back a few steps and asked.

At this time, Luo Chen also knew that his actions had scared Zhong Ling, and looked at Zhong Ling with embarrassment.

"Uh, my hand was a little out of control just now, sorry!"

Although Zhong Ling knew that Luo Chen's words were actually trying to prevaricate himself, but the moment Luo Chen grabbed his hand just now, his heart was beating very fast, and he was not disgusted by Luo Chen in front of him.

"If you're like this, I'm welcome!"

After hearing Zhong Ling's words, Luo Chen's mind couldn't help thinking of how Zhong Ling was crying just now.

"I know!"

Although Zhong Ling said so, her face was as red as an apple now. After all, there were so many slaves before Luo Chen. After seeing Zhong Ling's expression, she realized that this little girl was interested in her.

Now Luochen can't wait to enslave this lovely little girl, but what can be done!

Suddenly Luochen's mind flashed, Luochen used his internal force to shatter the wound that Zhong Ling had bandaged for himself again, and saw the arm covered with the gold sore medicine bleed again.

Originally slightly angry, Zhong Ling saw blood flow from Luo Chen's arm, although he wondered why the wound that had been bandaged would burst again.

Seeing Luochen's arm, Zhong Ling still remembered Luochen's unreasonableness just now, stepped forward quickly, took out the golden sore medicine in his hand, and prepared to apply medicine for Luochen again.

Luochen felt that the time was ripe, he waved his arm forcefully, and the flowing blood was thrown into the air, and the blood in the air was sprinkled on Zhong Ling's face.

The blood-splattered Zhong Ling looked at Luo Chen with a little anger, and there was displeasure on his face.

"What are you doing! Don't you know your arm is bleeding."

Zhong Ling said that he wiped the blood off his face, and when Zhong Ling wiped the blood, he accidentally got the blood on his lips.

Luo Chen, who saw everything in his eyes, showed a slight smile on his face.

When a smile appeared on Luo Chen's face, a wonderful voice appeared in his mind.

"Ding, the host is enslaved successfully!"