Just as the Snake King had said, when He Tiantian put her finger into Qi Xiaoyan's mouth, Qi Xiaoyan instinctively began to suck, gulping down the thick, sweet blood, one mouthful after another.
He Tiantian could feel the blood from her body continuously flowing outward.
After a while, Qi Xiaoyan was still drinking nonstop without waking up, and it was He Tiantian who started to feel a bit dizzy.
"So how much blood do I need to offer?" He Tiantian asked, feeling weak and woozy.
"When she gets enough Spiritual Medicine, she will naturally stop sucking." The Snake King said blankly, swallowing saliva, wishing that Sacred Blood were for it. To restrain itself from rushing out and drinking heartily, the Snake King turned its head away, not looking outside.