Wang Ren fell extremely quickly, and the bone knife slashed hard at the head of the black giant, and finally the wound from the head that fell from this blow broke open.

"Weitong, throw the needle!"

With blood on the corner of his mouth, Wang Ren shouted.

When Ling Weitong heard this, he quickly pulled out the nine golden needles and threw them all over.

I saw Wang Renyuan turn his aura and suck the golden needle to his side.

Then the aura was released and attached to the nine golden needles, and these nine golden needles actually levitated beside Wang Ren.

"Nine Xuan Yin Yang Needle, release!"

I saw Wang Ren throw away the bone knife and seal his hands.

As soon as the word "interpretation" came out, Wang Ren's eyes showed golden light.

Nine golden needles shot out in unison.

Under Wang Ren's continuous and precise control, the nine golden needles sank into the nine wounds of the black giant one by one.

The eight golden needles were quickly inserted into the wound, and after the golden needles were submerged, the black giant thing stopped moving, as if its limbs were bound.

Wang Ren jumped onto the head of the black giant and fell from the sky again, and the remaining golden needle appeared in his palm, and was sent towards the head of the black giant under Wang Ren's push.

However, there seemed to be some kind of barrier at the head of the black giant, constantly blocking the penetration of the golden needle.

Wang Ren yelled, increasing the input of spiritual energy, and when the last trace of spiritual energy in his body was exhausted, the golden needle was finally pushed in.

The black giant fell to the ground with a bang.

Wang Ren fell to the ground with all his strength, holding on to the last bit of strength, and said, "Quick, kill, kill him!"

Immediately, Wang Ren fell unconscious.

Ling Weitong's face was full of worry, and he hurriedly ran towards Wang Ren.

............

Wang Ren, who was in a coma, had a dream, which was a very strange dream for him.

He dreamed that he was lying on cotton, warm, soft and lightly scented. Wang Ren couldn't help but grab a handful of cotton, and he was reluctant to let go.

Ling Weitong's face was ruddy, and he could drip blood.

It turned out that Ling Weitong was sitting on the edge of the bed, protecting Wang Ren's head in a full place. Wang Ren's movements made her face red, even though there was no one else here.

Soon after, Wang Ren woke up quietly, and seemed to be a little unsatisfied.

Looking at Ling Weitong's red face, he actually asked her what was wrong, and reached out to her face, which was actually very hot.

Ling Weitong slapped Wang Ren's hand away in a panic, and was speechless in shame.

In the past few days, Wang Ren and Ling Weitong have stayed at the Mo family, firstly, because Wang Ren was indeed injured in the confrontation with the black strong man, and secondly, because he was carefully looking for the record of the purple tung tree.

Mo Lan was a man of discernment, and only arranged one room.

Mo Lan has been in love for many years, secretly calling himself a little love saint, and he has seen and knows a lot about this. He could see that Wang Ren and Ling Weitong were affectionate and intentional, but the layer of window paper was not pierced. Mo Lan felt that the two were a good match, so he decided to add fuel to the fire.

Although Wang Ren felt a little embarrassed, he was able to adapt quickly. After all, the two also slept together when they were at the inn.

And Ling Weitong's face was always red, and he seemed to remember the scene of waking up in the morning at the inn, and his whole body gradually became hot.

Day 1, Day 2......

The two of them also got used to it and gradually got used to it.

These days, as the relationship between the two has become closer, Wang Ren's hand-in-hand teaching of Ling Weitong has greatly deepened, which has made Ling Weitong break through again above the cultivation realm and be promoted to the early stage of the Spirit Liberation Realm.

Wang Ren found that Ling Weitong's talent was very good, but it was still a big disadvantage for Ling Weitong to be promoted two levels in a short period of time, so Wang Ren asked Ling Weitong to stay in this Spirit Liberation Realm for a long time, and constantly recuperate and consolidate.

When you wake up in the morning, the same thing happens. Such a beautiful scene was not once or twice for the two of them, but every time it happened, Ling Weitong still blushed.

And Wang Ren was no longer embarrassed, every time he saw Ling Weitong's blushing face, Wang Ren played a prank and got closer, making Ling Weitong constantly scold the villain. Although the relationship between the two is closer, the layer of window paper between the two still exists.

Because Wang Ren doesn't understand, Wang Ren is simple, and those pranks are purely for fun. Ling Weitong has the reserve of being a girl, although she understands that sometimes she wants to, but she can't let go.

............

"Look here, it's recorded that every year after the purple tung blossoms bloom, the population of the purple tong city doubles. ”

Wang Ren pointed to a sentence on the family tree and showed it to Ling Weitong.

"What's so strange about this, the purple tung flower symbolizes love, and there must be many people who have made a private life during this period. ”

Ling Weitong said.

"You see, there is another sentence at the back, many men collapsed and died during the blooming of the purple tung flowers, and the doctor identified excessive indulgence. ”

"Ah, there is such a thing?"

Ling Weitong was a little surprised and leaned over to look.

And he said, "Why is that?"

"Remember the night at the inn?"

Wang Ren asked.

Ling Weitong's face turned red as soon as she brushed it, how could she forget that night. That night, for some reason, there was a mutation in her body, and she knew very well what she wanted at that time, and her desire was extremely strong.

Suddenly thinking of the "demon" that Wang Ren said, Ling Weitong lay into Wang Ren's arms and said with some fear: "Is it the 'demon' who is playing ghosts?"

Wang Ren naturally hugged Ling Weitong and comforted: "Don't be afraid!"

"You were indeed enchanted that night. As for these people, I don't know, but they all point to one thing. ”

"Purple Tung Flower!"

Ling Weitong understood and knew what Wang Ren knew.

"From the change in the black strong man after swallowing the purple tung flower extract, you can see that the purple tung flower is unusual.

And your night was also related to the purple tung flower.

The fragrance of this purple tung flower envelops the entire purple tung city, and you must not be the only one in this situation. Did you pay attention to the men and women who came out of the inn that morning?"

"I noticed something, those men are in good spirits, the women are delicate and moving, obviously they did those things!"

"What are the things? I don't know what's going on, but I can clearly feel the change in them. ”

Wang Ren asked suspiciously.

Ling Weitong snorted and asked, "You really don't know?"

Wang Ren looked serious and said, "I really don't know, let's talk about it, what the hell is going on, maybe it will help." ”

Ling Weitong blushed with shame, seeing Wang Ren so serious, it seemed that he really didn't know. Then he leaned into Wang Ren's ear and whispered.

Wang Ren was shocked when he heard this: "What? Can it still be integrated? What kind of operation is this?"

Wang Ren's shout, Ling Weitong's face turned even redder, and he said, "Can't you be quieter?"

"Hey, Wei Tong, can this kind of fusion improve the combat effectiveness, why don't we two also merge into one?"

Ling Weitong was really ashamed and angry when he heard it.