Alinda perfectly drew the second upright and inverted hexagram pattern on Little Demon Nan's stomach.
As the final stroke was completed, the blood forming the two patterns immediately seeped into Little Demon Nan's skin, leaving no trace behind.
The expression of pain on Little Demon Nan's face grew even stronger.
She gritted her teeth for a few seconds before finally jumping up and rushing into the bathroom to throw up.
What she vomited was not food residue but black, foul-smelling blood.
Chen Yang leaned against the bathroom door, watching Little Demon Nan with a concerned look.
Little Demon Nan vomited for a full three minutes, bringing up at least two to three pounds of blood.
After she was done, Chen Yang thoughtfully handed her a glass of warm water.
With a pale face, Little Demon Nan took the cup, rinsed her mouth, and washed away the bloody taste completely.
Then she smiled at Chen Yang and said, "Thank you, Master!"
