Originally, she wanted to shrink instinctively when Ziyang's tongue came in, but for some reason the tip of her tongue seemed to be glued, and she actually emitted a heart-rending pain when she moved.

After the two tongues touched, they began to remain motionless, and I don't know how long it took to be quiet, Zhu Yifei felt that if she wasn't in a stiff state now, she would definitely be tormented by a sense of soreness and numbness, and now that this time is counted, at least it will take two hours to maintain this position, even if she is not entered by some ghost qi corpse qi, she will lose her ability to move due to poor blood flow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cold touch on the tip of her tongue tormented her nerves and heart all the time, even every hair was extremely tangled and awkward, this feeling could not be described in words, in short, it was as uncomfortable as it was.

Gradually, the tip of Ziyang's cold tongue began to become warmer, and at the same time, she felt an extremely hot air flow coming from the tip of her tongue, how to say, as if she had suddenly pulled her tongue out of ice cream and put it in the furnace.

The fiery breath warmed her nerves and veins little by little along the tip of her tongue, as if she was opening a nasal congestion of water pipes, from the tip of her tongue to her throat to the Tanzhong acupoint between her chests, after a circle, she went down into the umbilicus, squeezed out of her belly and along the skin to her lower abdomen, and then burrowed into a strange space.

Based on feelings and guesses, it should be the legendary dantian.

The heat flow continues to pour into her dantian according to this track, which seems to be able to feel a cold aroma, in fact, it is a fragrance but not a real fragrance, some like a mixture of lemon and musk and cinnamon, of course, this is just a metaphor, she has not mixed these three things and smelled, ordinary people will not do this, in short, the fragrance is very flushed but not pungent, on the contrary, it is also very refreshing, it can be said that it has the effect of dispelling heat and refreshing.

"Yang Qi?" A word instantly appeared in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more certain she became, it looked like she was inadvertently absorbing Ziyang's Yang Qi, or was Ziyang unable to contain it herself, and the True Yang leaked out, and she just swallowed it?

No, it was Ziyang herself who stuck her tongue in, and she didn't take the initiative.

Ran away with the messy thoughts, and found that it seemed to be a deliberate move made by Ziyang.

Could it be that Ziyang's consciousness is still sober?

As soon as this idea came out, the soul was instantly frightened, if you consciously make this kind of action, does it mean that this bull's nose is not pure?

According to his previous personality, there is really such a possibility, otherwise although his body is stiff and unable to move, but his head has never rested, maybe Ziyang was knocked out before, and then he woke up by himself, it is not certain, almost like that vegetative person, he can't react to everything in the outside world, but he has his own thoughts and emotions, and he can also think.

She was thinking about it here, but the heat was still pouring into her lower abdomen, as if it was about to fill her dantian, and gradually her body seemed to become a little relaxed, and she moved her fingers in front of Ziyang, and found that she could actually make some movements slightly.

It seems that Ziyang is saving her, maybe he is giving her his cultivation, isn't it all played like this in TV dramas? It's just that people are palm-to-palm, and they are mouth-to-mouth.

I can't tell what it feels like in my heart, although Ziyang is taking advantage of her, but it is to save her, just like slapping you is actually for your good, of course, this metaphor is not appropriate, but she can't remember the very appropriate metaphor for the time being.

The heat flow gradually began to weaken, Zhu Yifei sighed in her heart that Ziyang's righteousness was awe-inspiring, and she thought that when she went out, she must hold the most beautiful funeral for him, hire ten or eight large bands, find some beauties to cry and mourn, personally carry the scenery of the spirit flag, and hold a lively one, and then build a larger stone tomb and bury him well, of course, if she has enough money, get some very good things to accompany the funeral, such as gold, stone and jade, pots and pans and the like.

But reality always likes to slap her in the face, just when she was planning a funeral for Ziyang, she felt a cool breath suddenly rise in her lower abdomen, like a stream of water from the original hot trajectory to the tip of her tongue, and finally slowly entered Ziyang's body.

Three black lines hung down helplessly on her forehead, it seems that she is really thinking a little too much, Ziyang is probably using her body to breathe herself, she knows that she is the jade of the extreme yin, and he is the body of the extreme yang, the combination of the two will produce several times the power, but I don't know that it still has the effect of healing and healing.

The warm qi quickly submerged into Ziyang's body, and his body began to emit a faint golden luster, which was extremely faint, but Zhu Yifei could see that his huge black pupils like ghosts were slowly shrinking.

The heat flowed into her body again, and an extremely comfortable feeling instantly filled her body, and at the same time, the stiffness was slowly disintegrating, as if a person who had been frozen for a long time was in a thawing state.

In this way, the breath of the two exchanged with each other, and in the end, they merged together strangely, and her body began to glow with a white light, reflecting with the golden light of the purple sun, forming a strange primordial light film around them, enveloping them all.

And that kind of fiery breath is extremely warm, and the slightly cool water-like airflow in her body has also raised some temperature, and the two aircurrents make a slight water flow sound when they meet on the tip of their tongues, just like the sound of splashing water and then falling back to the surface of the water when a mountain spring is rushing, for some reason her brain began to go blank at this moment, and her eyes began to be stunned as she looked at Ziyang's gradually recovering vitality.

Wisps of black qi overflowed from the black flame-like mark between his eyebrows, Zhu Yifei knew that it was the legendary ghost qi, as the ghost qi overflowed more and more, the blue and black on Ziyang's face began to fade gradually, and finally returned to its previous white and ruddy color.

In fact, she could have moved a long time ago, but she was a little embarrassed, and besides, this kind of watery and milky airflow has not been completely disconnected, who knows if it will cause any uncontrollable consequences if she moves rashly.

It is estimated that Ziyang also thought so, his eyes never moved, so he looked at her for a moment, and he didn't even blink during the period, Zhu Yifei was a little skeptical that his eye muscles would fatigue and twitch if he stared like this, causing sequelae that were difficult to heal in the later stage.

But fortunately, it's not looking at the other party's nose, otherwise he would have to go to the hospital for correction after such a long time, think about Ziyang's extremely funny eyebrows and the narrow phoenix eyes that have always made him proud, suddenly become like a fool, and he can't recover for life, and even when he cultivates to the right fruit and soars into an immortal, will he be furious and regretful?

Thinking of a pair of cross-eyed Ziyang ranking in the immortal class and becoming the laughing stock of countless immortals, I couldn't stop laughing for some reason.

The black flame mark on Ziyang's forehead has not disappeared, but it has faded at the beginning, Zhu Yifei hurriedly withdrew the corners of his mouth, although the main artery of laughter in his heart was about to twitch into a small artery, he didn't dare to show the slightest expression, if Ziyang found out that he was so happy to kiss him, it would cause an indelible misunderstanding, and it would be embarrassing to meet in the future, and he would not look at each other for a long time.

The light on the two of them became brighter and brighter, and the air flow between them became faster and faster, until in the end, it seemed that they only felt that their tongues were as if they were overpowered, and then they heard a low roar from Ziyang's throat, and then, the black flame-like mark on his forehead quickly turned into a black light visible to the naked eye and flew out of the coffin.

As the breath returned to each place, the light on the two of them gradually disappeared, Ziyang's warm breath in the darkness kept coming, his tongue still didn't move, Zhu Yifei's face gradually turned red, he took the initiative to raise his head, turned over and moved away, covering his face with his hands to cool down, in the silence in the dark, he could almost clearly hear the heartbeat and breathing of the two people, and felt Ziyang also sit up, she became more nervous, her heart almost jumped into her brain, causing her to breathe rapidly.

Ziyang didn't speak, and he didn't seem to know what to say, but he felt that he should have recovered seven or eight points, and the two of them sat quietly in the dark coffin, both expecting the other party to break the silence first.

Of course, Zhu Yifei thought that Ziyang should speak first, after all, he was a man, but the left and right found that in addition to his own breathing, he was almost as silent as a wooden man.

If it was in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers or in the Purple Mansion, he might be able to make her endure it, but now that he is in a coffin, and it is a coffin that looks extremely evil, is it possible to sit here and wait for the well-fed person to pass by here after dawn to save them?

Expecting him to be unable to say that he is not the year of the monkey, Zhu Yifei mustered up the courage to open his lips, and only felt that he had a voice for a long time and said, "Master, what now?"

"Huh?" Ziyang seemed to be in a daze, interrupted by her sudden question, and instinctively sighed, and seemed to realize his gaffe and hurriedly suppressed his throat and said, "Don't talk yet, you listen." ”

Zhu Yifei was stunned by his voice, but she didn't think too much, she hurriedly retracted her breath, listened attentively, and saw a faint knocking sound coming from outside the coffin, as if it was made when she hit the wooden basin with chopsticks, she was very nervous just now and didn't notice it, but now the more she listens, the more weird she feels.

The sound was intermittent at first, but then it stopped for a while and began to continue, not only that, but also became more intense, and Zhu Yifei felt that the coffin she was staying in actually began to shake slightly.

Involuntarily opened the eyes of the sky and looked out, my God, outside the coffin were actually those rotting corpses, some were constantly buckling the coffin board wall, and some were already using sharp fingers to buckle hard, the original red coffin board was instantly made out of countless small holes, not only that, but there were also a few of those rotting corpses whose eyes were red and exuding a terrifying glow, and they couldn't help but hiss from their chests, as if they were issuing orders, gathering all the scattered rotting corpses on their coffins, and began to knock endlessly as if they were threatening。

Retracting the eye of the sky, she really didn't want to look at it anymore, those dense carrion and black blood made her extremely disgusting, as if she was seeing a septic tank, some of them were still hanging white and constantly wriggling thumb-thick corpse maggots and bonito insects, burrowing in the corpses, and the fine brown minced flesh was trampled on the ground, as disgusting as many people as they were.

"Master, we are surrounded. Involuntarily approached in the direction of Ziyang, until it hit his arm, he was a little embarrassed to move away.

"Where's my Jade Whisk Dust and Soul Suppression Bell?" Ziyang asked.

"Just now, in order to save you, I put the jade whisk dust outside, and the golden bell was brought with me. ”

"Well, a bell would be fine. ”

Zhu Yifei didn't know what he meant, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any movement from Ziyang, and just as he was about to ask, he saw a trace of light suddenly spilling over his head, and a strong fishy smell came to his nose.

Subconsciously grabbed Ziyang's arm, looked up, and saw that the coffin lid was lifted by countless bloody hands and thrown aside, making a loud noise, and then countless mutilated bloody heads poked in from all directions, densely surrounded by countless layers, and those rotting corpses opened their broken lips in unison, baring their fangs, as if they were laughing cruelly.

Zhu Yifei really has no immunity to this kind of terrifying, terrifying and disgusting scene, and in a loud scream, a powerless sentence flashed in his mind: It seems that this time he has entered a desperate situation