It's okay, I'm not too obsessed with its appearance, and as for the breath on its body, I'm not afraid!"

"As for why you have not been completely addicted to her, but have only been amazed by her beauty, or because her breath has not been fully released, otherwise you can have your own consciousness, and I am afraid that even all the people in your village will not be able to avoid voluntarily surrendering to her. ”

Yeyang responds to the old man, and at the same time explains why he has not been fooled, but others will.

After that, the old man also breathed a sigh of relief, since Yeyang's strength was stronger than the kind monks he had met before, then he could also be relatively relieved, and said bluntly:

"Use your blood to drip between its eyebrows, and then nothing else, just see if it reacts to your blood!"

After the old man finished speaking, he was about to hand out a small knife, but Yeyang shook his head and rejected his kindness, and pulled out his sword and then waved his hand to envelop himself and the sarcophagus in barriers, and let the old man go a little farther away with a sound.

With a slight stroke from the palm of his hand, the blood that should have flowed down was slightly sticky to the palm of Yeyang's palm like a sticky substance, but it was such an ordinary drop of blood that made the aura in the many barriers become a mist-like existence.

The spiritual mist gradually filled the entire small place covered by a transparent barrier, and the old man in the outside world gradually lost sight of whether the night sun standing next to the sarcophagus was still okay, and suddenly panicked in his heart.

"Heart's work? such a demon girl really needs me to wake it up with my heart's work?"

Yeyang just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and he also said the disrespectful words that would make the old man sweat coldly from his mouth.

It was only after Yeyang said such words that she fell asleep in the sarcophagus, and the woman who was already a girl frowned slightly.

Although the movement was very light, it was impossible for Yeyang not to feel it, so he chuckled, and then he raised the night sword with a fierce face, and was about to stab it towards the girl's heart.

And it was only when the night sword pierced the girl's chest, and the tip of the sword was less than half a centimeter away from her heart, that the night sun suddenly stopped.

A helpless sigh came out of his mouth, and then he pulled out the night sword and stabbed it again towards the palm of his direct palm, and the viscous blood that was absorbed by Yeyang's body finally dripped a drop, but this drop of blood was different from other viscous blood that only contained terrifying aura, but a drop of transparent but glowing red blood that could be seen through by just his eyes.

"Your luck is good, the Night Sword is interested in your origin, otherwise, even if you are a Taixuan monk, you will definitely die at my hands. ”

Yeyang's words may be a little arrogant, but there is nothing false in what he says.

Just as he said, the sudden pause that occurred when he was about to touch the night sword to his heart was largely because the giant tree in the night sword was very interested in the identity of the woman in the coffin, and as for whether her cultivation was too mysterious, or whether he would kill the night sun after waking up, that was another matter.

Directly dripping the blood between the woman's eyebrows, Yeyang also took a step back and then gasped, inhaling all the spiritual mist into his body before refining.

When I finally saw the old man of Yeyang and the sarcophagus again, I breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only noon, but the old man's appearance had already changed to the sloppy appearance when Yeyang first saw the old man, but the clear eyes of the old man at this moment could be compared to the turbidity of his eyes when he pretended to be crazy and stupid yesterday.

Looking at the night sun that nodded at him slightly, the old man had a feeling of "finally liberated!".

But it was only a moment, and the old man also suppressed his excitement, he didn't know if Yeyang could wake up the woman, and even if he woke up to her, the old man didn't know if he would let him go.

After all, back then, what he explained was to let him find the person with foreign blood every 100,000 years and wake him up, but the fact is that I don't know how many 100,000 years have passed, and the old man met a night sun that may be the owner of "foreign blood", and only then did he wake it up for the first time.

secretly prayed that she would wake up, and also paradoxically hoped that she would not wake up, but all this could not be decided by the old man.

At the same time that the old man was playing on his inner line, the blood of the night sun dripping between the girl's eyebrows had disappeared, and it had not been scattered between heaven and earth, so it must have been absorbed by the girl.

Another half an hour has passed, and it has been a pillar of incense since Yeyang closed his eyes and crossed his knees in the air.

Then in Yeyang's perception, the girl did react to his hard work, but his reaction was not violent at all, and even if Yeyang hadn't probed the vitality and aura fluctuations in his body from time to time, he would have felt that he might not be the person the girl was waiting for.

"Wait another hour for you, and if you don't wake up, I'll kill you, lest you be born suddenly after I'm gone, and bring disaster to the world." ”

Yeyang sat cross-legged in the air with his eyes closed, although his face was expressionless, but at the same time as he uttered the harsh words, the murderous aura that leaked out also made the old man who was waiting a little anxiously not far away feel frightened.

He didn't look at Yeyang within the barrier anymore, the old man thought that Yeyang was so angry because he was tired of seeing him, so he had to sit down cross-legged and cultivate after a long absence.

And if Yeyang looked at the old man who was cultivating with his eyes closed on his knees at this moment, he would find that when the aura was transmitted into the old man's body, what he had grown was not the cultivation realm, but the vitality that people coveted!

What do people do when they cultivate? For power and wealth, after all, most of the great cultivators are immortal, and if they can live with the heavens just by cultivating in Xuanyang, how can so many people enter the Taiyin realm with the highest mortality rate? Definitely not!

In the place where the night sun is not visible, the old man is growing vigorously, and even his wrinkled face is slowly becoming a little younger.

But not long after the old man closed his eyes and cultivated, the girl who heard Yeyang's threatening words slowly exuded a more terrifying and bewitching aura, wanting to teach her "life-saving benefactor" Yeyang a lesson, but she didn't know that Yeyang would be confused by it before mainly because she wanted to feel what was so strange about her aura.

But after feeling it, just after feeling the effect of simply confusing the mind, Yeyang also lost interest, and naturally there will be no more pictures of a half-day disappearance...