You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes? Chapter 222

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What should I do to force out a "previous life" that may be hidden in the body?

Mellen originally thought that Mrs. Chelsea would use some very complicated ways to do this. After all, reincarnation in past lives and the like sounded very mysterious, and it must be difficult to go deep into it.

Unexpectedly, her method was very rude - bloodletting.

"For the few dangers I encountered before, if it wasn't for you, I might have died."

The hidden hut located under the forest park can not actually be called small, because it not only has space for daily life such as storage room and kitchen, but also many basements with different functions.

At this moment, Mrs. Chelsea was in one of the basements sealed with silver and white metal, standing calmly and busy in front of a laboratory table.

"This can prove that it is unlikely that the so-called subject consciousness can be brought out by the crisis of life and death alone."

When she spoke, she lowered her head and pinched her left wrist that had been cut with her right hand, her expression full of concentration.

At this time, black blood was constantly pouring out of the white and delicate skin fault, and it dripped into a silver high-angle cup on the metal laboratory table with inertia.

The whole body of the cup serving as the container has complicated lines, and it looks like an angel with wings on its back is fighting with a ferocious devil.

And as the black blood gathered in the cup, waves of strange murmurs were already faintly sounding around.

But it may be because of the blocking effect of the cup, Merron, who was standing next to her watching, didn't feel any discomfort because of it.

"She doesn't care if I'm dead, but she will definitely care about my body, or the blood in this body."

Madam's hoarse voice sounded quite calm, her expression was calm, and she did not have the shyness that she had not long ago.

Because with the discharge of black blood, she was suffering severe pain on her body, so that she had no intention to pay attention to certain emotions that she should have.

"Next, I will empty the blood in my body and replace it with ordinary blood, so that there will be no change in a short time, but over time, my blood vessels will begin to degenerate."

"Is it dangerous?"

Mellon couldn't help but ask.

Obviously, the teacher wants to use the hard work in her body as a threat to force out the possible subject consciousness.

But this is like an ordinary person who takes out his heart. Although he can put it back later, it is impossible for him to go back and forth without risk, right?

"It's very dangerous to others, but I've been working hard to suppress Alisha's blood all the year round, and I'm very familiar with my own body, so it doesn't really matter."

Mrs. Chelsea said without looking up: "Unless you are not willing to give them back to me later, I will not be in danger."

Obviously, she meant to hand over her lifeline to Melen for safekeeping later.

Melon didn't speak, just nodded silently.

At this time, the black blood in the silver goblet has spread more than half, and as new drips continue to drip, some scarlet horrors faintly appear in the ripples brought out, and the strange murmurs around also tend to sharp roars filial piety.

These bloods don't seem to be a good thing. With their separation, the girl-like Mrs. Chelsea has been distorted and restored to her original appearance, and even looks more dazzling than before—

If we say that the previous lady was a stunning human being, with a dignified and elegant appearance and temperament, she was like a noble queen.

But now, she is more like a goddess sitting in the clouds overlooking the world, with a touch of holiness in the cold facial features, noble temperament, and awe-inspiring.

However, as the black blood drained away, golden blood began to overflow, and this radiant appearance quickly faded away, like a beautiful ephemera that had just bloomed, and began to wither quickly.

The scarce golden blood was not mixed with the black blood, but was dripped by Mrs. Chelsea into a container with a shape similar to a silver wine glass, but with a pure gold color.

At the same time, she grabbed a few peas that had been put on the table in advance, and threw them at the corner of the room.

Hard bed, iron chair, soldering iron, special pliers covered with spikes, coffin cage, flowering pear, pillory…

All kinds of objects that Merron could name, and objects that could not be named were deformed from peas, with different functions, and he was speechless when he saw them.

Then, Mrs. Chelsea raised her hand and brushed the clothes she was wearing, so this elegant formal suit suddenly turned into a thin sleeveless black nightdress.

The nightgown is very loose, her fair and clean arms and shoulders are exposed to the air, and her calves and feet are equally bare.

It doesn't seem to be wearing anything else.

This is obviously to make it easier for Mellen to do it himself.

The teacher is so cruel...

Thinking like this, a look of embarrassment appeared on Meren's face, "I've never used those things..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have experience, you can try it on me slowly."

Mrs. Chelsea said calmly: "Don't worry about anything, because when it's time to use them, it's impossible for you to face me."

"But at the beginning, maybe we should use a relatively mild approach?"

"A gentle method, didn't I tell you before?"

When she said this, her expression was completely unchanged, as if she had completely forgotten the ambiguity between the two parties before.

But her gaze glanced at Melen's body intentionally or unintentionally, and the look in her eyes was a little strange.

Because the black blood was released in advance, now she has drawn the blood from her body. Apart from feeling weaker, she has not been eroded by evil forces as she used to.

But this approach is not much different from taking away most of his life.

Therefore, in her original expectation, she would inevitably be very weak, even on the verge of death, and her thinking would not be able to maintain a normal state.

However, at the moment, with the spread of warm currents from the first mistake in the lower abdomen, she, who should be extremely weak, is still able to maintain her normal sense. Although she is physically weak, she is still within the tolerance range. .

It's incredible how powerful they are.

However, it is precisely because of this that the lady believes that she should make another insurance to avoid accidents.

"I have closed my source of power and become an ordinary person."

As the last drop of golden blood fell into the cup, a strong sense of emptiness instantly spread throughout her body, making her legs go soft, her hands resting on the table, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

But she held on to ~www.mtlnovel.com~ tremblingly and handed Melon a bundle of crimson and blood-colored ropes in her magic pocket.

"But just in case, you're going to tie me up with it."

"How to bind?"

"Anyway, but I suggest you put me on that bed, spread your body and tie your limbs, so you can't go wrong."

Merron nodded when he heard the words, and then prepared to take the bundle of ropes.

The result was unexpected. When the end came to an end, the teacher did not let go.

This cannot be a sudden remorse.

Noticing something was different, Melon couldn't help but be alert.

She raised her eyes and stared at each other, and found that Mrs. Chelsea was looking at her at this time, which was a little strange!

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