The dark red box was placed on the stove, and his wrist was about 20 centimeters vertically apart.

It can be seen with the naked eye that a stream of blood about the thickness of a pencil lead converges into a stream and flows down at an even speed, all pouring on the undead grass.

As if the speed was too slow, a strong suction force came from below.

The broken blood vessels were like open faucets, and the blood rushed outward at twice the speed it had before.

Ning Yuan's legs were weak and his body shook, if he hadn't been holding the stove in front of him, he would definitely fall to the ground.

He smiled bitterly: "This thing is really fatal." ”

However, the strange thing is that so much blood flowed down, but the inner wall of the box did not splash a single bit, and it was all absorbed by the undead grass.

After another three minutes, the massive blood loss made him pale, dizzy, and even doubled.

Ning Yuan couldn't help but sit on the kitchen floor with his back to the cupboard, his legs stretched out together.

He tilted his head, his arms naturally hanging down to his sides, and the blood flowed upwards unhurriedly in defiance of the earth's gravity.

It seems to sense that this person has reached the point where the oil is running out, and the suction disappears.

The undead grass absorbs a large amount of blood, and grows three times in size.

It flew out of the box and staggered to the wound on Ning Yuan's left wrist.

The next moment, there was a realistic green tattoo on the inside of the forearm.

The shape is somewhat like a watermelon seedling, with a thick main stem with a toothpick on one finger and two oval young leaves at the top.

If you succeed in recognizing the Lord, the next step is energy replenishment.

Don't look at the petite body of the undead grass, it contains several times the vitality in its body than Ning Yuan.

The near-suicidal wound stopped bleeding instantly, and then the granulations on both sides grew and entangled, and after a few minutes, the skin was smooth and flat, leaving not even a single scar.

Although the wound heals perfectly and the undead grass can also enhance the hematopoietic function, it takes at least three to five days to return to normal due to heavy blood loss.

After sitting on the ground for about half an hour, Ning Yuan stood up tremblingly and walked into the bedroom, so soft that he was on the bed.

As soon as his mind moved, his body disappeared abruptly.

In the pure white universal space, the corpse of a huge white tiger with a body length of more than four meters is lying horizontally.

Even if you lie on the ground, the height is up to the chest of an adult.

As the so-called tiger death is still there, this kind of demon beast that has cultivated for more than three hundred years, even if it has been dead for several days, Ning Yuan felt panicked when he came to it, as if he was pressing a boulder, and his breathing became cautious.

He picked up a palm-long crystal green sword at his foot and sandwiched it between the two fingers of his right hand.

Although this thing looks like a child's toy, its origin is not simple.

It is made of the Nine Heavens Divine Jade of the Cultivation Plane, refined by Emperor Yuanzhen himself, and given the name Dragon Pattern Jade Sword, which is indestructible and unbreakable!

Although the white tiger is dead, and the demon yuan is lost, the fur is also a treasure, even if the ordinary sharp weapon cuts the blade, don't want to break a hair.

Ning Yuan can now be called severely anemic, just make a piece of demon beast flesh and blood stewed to nourish it.

Without cultivation, you can't control the enlargement and shrinking of the sword, but it doesn't prevent it from being used.

He cut a slit along the belly of the white tiger, cut off three catties of pork belly from it, and then withdrew from the universal space.

It is usually as light as a weight, but at this time, it makes Ning Yuan a little difficult.

Take it to the kitchen sink and wash it carefully several times, and chop it into small squares with a dragon pattern jade sword.

Add a pot of boiling water, throw it directly into the meat pieces, add a few flavors of traditional Chinese medicine, cover the pot and boil the water over high heat, turn to low heat and simmer.

When this white tiger demon beast first died, there were powerful cultivators who burned it with divine fire, but they were helpless.

However, after death, the essence is lost, and even if you use a gas stove, you can stew the meat, but it will take a long time.

Lying on the sofa in the living room, Ning Yuan was like a deflated ball, his body was soft and had no strength.

The undead grass fed back that bit of power, and it was used up in a short time, and I felt a little dizzy.

In a daze, he fell asleep.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong Ding Dong!!"

I don't know how long it took, but the doorbell rang.

Ning Yuan muttered with sleepy eyes, turned over and wanted to continue sleeping, but forgot that the sofa was not as wide as the bed, and fell to the ground.

He exclaimed, and sat up with his hands on the ground.

Pick up the coffee table on the mobile phone to look at the time, it is already more than eleven o'clock at noon.

"Who?"

He moved slowly, leaned his back against the wall and tilted his head slightly, and shouted weakly at the communication doorbell.

Immediately there was a cold drink outside the door: "The police are on official business, open the door quickly!"

"Huh?"

Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked outside through the cat's eye of the security door.

This time, his face was full of incredulity: "How could it be her?"

The man was tall, with long black hair tied into a high ponytail, a pretty face covered with frost, and a police uniform could not hide his delicate and delicate body.

She feels very energetic and energetic.

"Bang bang bang!!"

The man in the hallway was obviously impatient, banged the door with both hands, and shouted, "What are you rubbing!"

Ning Yuan opened the security door, frowned and stared at the beauty in front of him, "How did you find this?"

This person is Su Yue, who was still chattering in the morning, and was approached by someone at noon.

Of course, he doesn't think it's fate, this woman has a very bad impression of herself, and she wishes that heaven and man would be separated, and they wouldn't get along with each other.

Su Yue said with a cold face: "I am the people's police, of course there is a way!"

As he spoke, he unfolded an A4 piece of paper, held the upper end with his right hand and stabbed him directly in the face: "I received an anonymous report that you are suspected of embezzling state property without permission, this is a search warrant, please cooperate with us." ”

"What did you say?"

Ning Yuan looked stunned, as if he didn't hear clearly.

Immediately, the little thumb of his left hand plucked out his ear and leaned his left ear over: "Please say it again." ”

Su Yue folded the search warrant and put it in his chest pocket, and said with a look of disgust: "Don't brush your slippery head, you are a scumbag!"

Ning Yuan was annoyed when he heard this, and couldn't help but say: "I don't distinguish between right and wrong, and I still have the face to talk about others? Is it because I licked you......"

Seeing that the other party clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to eat people, he closed his mouth.

Now that my body is very weak, I will definitely suffer a big loss when I do it.

After a pause, he added, "If it weren't for you to do it as soon as you came up, that incident would not have happened at all." “

Su Yueqiao's face turned red and roared at him: "You're still not a man?"

"Absolutely. Ning Yuan took it for granted and muttered, "How can a woman lick a woman." ”

"You !!!"

Su Yue raised his right fist in an instant to make an attack posture, which frightened him and staggered back.

Before he could speak, Su Yue trembled, pointed his right index finger at him and shook it, and roared angrily: "Okay, you stinky rascal, very good, very good!!"

Ning Yuan sneered: "Don't bother you, I'm very moist, and there are still pieces of meat stewed in the kitchen, do you want a bowl?"

Su Yue stared at him with a gloomy face, Ning Yuan didn't bother at all, and sat on the armrest of the sofa with his hands on his chest to look at him.

However, because of excessive blood loss, his face was pale, and his lips were not bloody, and he was a little chapped, and he didn't look imposing.

Under the dry mouth, he subconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked his lips.