Squeak squeak!

The little monkey was very excited, and jumped to Jing Xian's side, and then he didn't care about it at all, and stepped a few arrows to Duanmurui's ~щww~~lā

The girl's body couldn't stop trembling, the spiritual power in her body seemed to be running a little violently, Jing Xian's head was buzzing, he knew what was going on, something like this happened two years ago, but at that time, the violent spiritual power emitted by Duanmurui could only make Jing Xian, who had no spiritual power, unable to stand still, but at this time, the spiritual power in Duanmurui's body squeezed out Jing Xian, who had just swept to his side!

Jing Xian's face changed greatly, Duanmurui was sick, and this time it was obviously much more dangerous than the last time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Probably because of the environment he was in, after Jing Xian stared at it for a while, the spiritual power riot that he thought would weaken was faintly intensifying, and after a while, even the spiritual power within a hundred zhang range of the entire secret room followed the riot, making the entire secret room look like an eye of a hurricane!

The futon on the ground was quickly rolled up, even the dry bones were rolled up, and then in the hurricane, the futon was torn to pieces, and even the skeleton that had not rotted for many years was crumbling in the storm, and finally it could not withstand the storm and turned into powder!

The gray gown on the skeleton is still being supported, and there is no sign of tearing, which is a good baby.

It's just that Jing Xian didn't have time to care about these at all, he only saw Duanmurui suddenly lying straight on the ground without warning, or as expected, his body shrunk, his face was bloodless, and his head was full of green silk turned snow-white in an instant.

What made Jing Xian's heart tremble even more was that it wasn't over after that, he saw that Duanmurui's face began to wrinkle, the flesh and blood on his hands began to age, the whole person looked skinny and bone-like, and the eye sockets were deeply sunken, even if the whole person was lying down, it made people feel that as long as they touched her, they would let her die!

Jing Xian's heart was as if he had been hit by a locomotive, and his face became miserable in an instant, his eyes were firmly fixed on the person in front of him, and his hands stretched forward. He had a bad premonition that this time might be the last time for the two of them!

"Ahh Jing Xian roared, the thick green tendons around his neck bulged like a dragon, hideous and terrifying, and then big tears began to slide down on his face, and his hand was still stretched forward, how he wanted to hold her hand, and said to him: Don't be afraid, I am here.

Jing Xian's face was very distorted, and his face began to show a sickly blood-red color because of excitement, and he shouted: "I regret it, I regret it!" I shouldn't have brought you here, I shouldn't have come here! I shouldn't have asked you to write down that damn Xuantian Gong, I shouldn't! Oh, my God! I regret it! ”

Jing Xian's voice was hoarse, and the corners of his eyes burst out, but all that responded to him was the increasingly fierce spiritual power storm. His throat seemed to have begun to cough up blood because of overuse, and he couldn't think of what he had to say to make Duanmurui regain a little consciousness, so he only shouted that he regretted it, but no one came to give him regret medicine.

Later, I could only see Jing Xian's mouth open and close, and I could see the blood flowing out of his mouth, but I couldn't hear his voice, and in his perception, the vitality in Duanmurui's body became more and more ethereal! Is it possible to lose it like this? Unwilling, unwilling!

Jing Xian's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly suddenly extracted all the spiritual power in the balanced spirit ball, and immediately dispersed his whole body, and his body rushed forward violently. It seemed to be very effective, and the spiritual storm was blocked by Jing Xian's forward momentum for a moment, and then he was thrown out heavily!

Bang!

The power contained in the storm will only be known after experiencing it, Jing Xian was thrown onto the ice wall, and this disproportionate collision caused Jing Xian to feel dizzy again and again, and he endured it a few times, but finally couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood spraying on the ground.

A hint of madness flashed in his eyes, the muscle-building cream in the Sumeru belt was swallowed by Jing Xian in the whole bottle, and before the injuries of the internal organs could be repaired, he once again invoked the spiritual power in the spiritual aperture, and rushed towards the storm that was as strong as a knife!

Laugh at!

Jing Xian's sprint this time was not directly ejected back like the last time, but the spiritual storm seemed to have really just arrived for a while, first sneering at Jing Xian's clothes, and then leaving a blood mark on Jing Xian's face, the blood stains on his body also became more.

Jing Xian's masseter muscles were particularly bulging, he was enduring the pain, but the sweat would always flow out with blood, and then he was taken away by the spiritual storm, and in less than ten breaths, the ice wall was faintly like a layer of blood red!

Suddenly, Jing Xian's left leg bent suddenly, his body suddenly became shorter, the pain on his face was obvious, and a large blood stain was suddenly reflected on the calf of his left leg, but he just frowned, his eyes were still staring at Duanmurui in the center of the storm.

He was scared, this was the second time he found himself afraid, the first time was when he lost his wife in his previous life, and this was the second time, it was strikingly similar to the previous life. He didn't allow history to repeat itself, so he never remarried in his previous life. This time, the matter happened in front of him, and if he had the ability to solve it, he decided to do whatever it takes!

His left leg was already inflexible, and he could only be swept out by the spiritual power storm if he stood up by himself, so he simply lay on the ground, his elbows dragging the floor and crawling forward, and the spiritual power wind blade mercilessly left a vertical and horizontal blood mark on Jing Xian's back.

There were two bloody paths on the ground, and Jing Xian's body was getting weaker and weaker, which made him feel that he would not have the strength to climb in front of the girl. For the first time, I felt that the distance of 100 zhang was much longer than a thousand miles!

After nearly half an hour, Jing Xian finally arrived at the center of the spiritual storm, there was surprisingly no violent air flow here, but he was already bloody, if he removed the blood that had just flowed out of his face, his face must be extremely pale, he lost too much blood, and it was great luck not to die!

Jing Xian held Duanmurui's dry and ugly hand in his hand, and even though his hand was soaked in blood, he could still feel that hand was like dry bark. Jing Xian's heart ached, and tears immediately opened a path on his face.

Immediately, Jing Xian began to overpower Duanmurui, and this was all he could do, the magic of spiritual power Jing Xian had already experienced it, and now the only thing that could save her was probably only spiritual power.

It's just that the spiritual power didn't start running after entering her meridians, so she had to help her run the spiritual power by herself in a hurry. Fortunately, Jing Xian roughly understood the Xuantian Gong's exercise route before, and now even if he regrets that he shouldn't let her learn Xuantian Gong, he will use Xuantian Gong's method to heal her.

Jing Xian's spiritual power was originally stored in the spiritual aperture, and the spiritual aperture was originally the place where the spiritual power of human beings (later called telekinesis) existed, so that he could distract his mind and operate the spiritual power for Duanmurui, but the time must not be too long, otherwise he himself would fall when his mental power was exhausted!

There is not much spiritual power in Jing Xian's spiritual aperture, but the balanced spiritual ball in the spiritual aperture is rapidly absorbing the spiritual power from the outside world, and the two cancel each other, but they can also maintain a normal one.

Everything seemed to be getting better, but Jing Xian didn't notice that the blood stains he had left on the ground were now completely invisible, and this was definitely not stripped by the spiritual storm!