C607 Evil qi

"Drip, drip, bind it with blood?" I asked, puzzled, as I looked at Rushuang.

"Yes, Rushuang is right. Thirteen, quickly cut off your finger and let that dehiscence sword recognize you as its master. Oh right, this drop of blood had to be done meticulously. She had to use the blood from her fingertip. "As the saying goes, the ten fingers connect to the heart. The blood on the fingertips is purer