There was an iron pillar cross, with a boy tied to the cross. The boy seemed to be asleep, wearing a white robe, loose ink fell from behind his chest a few strands. The wind on his forehead covered his eyes, but he could still see his perky nose and slightly pale lips. His temperament was as quiet as orchids, and his hands and feet were tied to the cross by black iron chains. It was obvious that the time had been tied up, with his wrists and ankles slightly bruised and green.

I don't know what kind of injury he suffered on his body, and the blue liquid flowed tremblingly, penetrated into his white robe, making him look even more weird.

Blood!

The blue liquid is the teenager's blood.

When everyone saw this scene, they all exclaimed.

"Why is this person bleeding blue?"

"Is he a human?"

"Even the elves are not blue blood, right?"

"Monster! This person must be a monster!"

“…”

When Ye Xiyue saw the boy on the stage clearly, she subconsciously clenched her fists. Who could that weak and sleepy boy be if it weren't Xue Wushu?

When she heard someone accusing Xue Wushang of being a monster, a cold light burst out from her eyes, like a knife and a blade!

The past is vivid in my mind:

In the forbidden area of ​​the life and death domain, she said: "Xiao Qi, why is your blood...blue?"

Xue Wushu's face changed drastically!

He seemed worried that others would happen to this matter, so he hurriedly reached out to wipe the blood from his mouth and wiped it clean.

"You read it wrong." His tone became cold in an instant.

"Are you sick?" Ye Xiyue felt ridiculous after asking this sentence. No matter what disease he had, his blood should not turn blue.

Unless—he is not a human!

But in this world, what race has the blood of blue?

The answer is: No.

Whether it is human or animal blood, it is bright red, while Xiaoqi's blood is actually blue.

"Yueyue, you..." Xue Wushen felt ache in his heart and asked carefully: "Will you ignore me because of this?"

"No." She said so sure.

Xue Wushang suddenly smiled with satisfaction, "Thank you."

Ye Xiyue was the first person to see his blood and not discriminate against him.

"You read that right, my blood is indeed blue. When I was a child, I went out to play, occasionally fell and broke my arm. At that time, a group of children pointed at me and called me a monster, a monster that no one wanted, saying that I was not worthy of living in this world... They avoided me, and the people drove me away with weapons like they were driving me away. Some people cried loudly when they saw me, saying that I was terrible...

Later, I never went out again. I usually carefully protect myself and even if I go out during the day, I still have to hold an umbrella."

The boy on the cross on the stage slowly opened his eyes. There was a strong cold air in his dark eyes, like the cold wind in the snow-capped mountains, which could not be dissolved.

He woke up?

Is it because I heard someone say he is a monster?

Xue Wushang slowly raised his eyes and glanced around him. His eyes were cold and ruthless, and his body was filled with a terrifying and terrifying feeling. At this moment, he was like a ghost climbing up from hell. He clearly said nothing and did nothing, but this cold and arrogant aura made people afraid.

His eyes fell to the left of the crowd, and the word "monster" just now came from there.

At that time, a person was still chatting endlessly.
Chapter completed!