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Ling Wanwan gritted her teeth and glared at Dong Xiangjun, she hated this person, this person regarded life like a mustard, without any feelings, like a devil. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and I can't do anything. Dong Xiangjun was even more satisfied, she liked to see Ling Wanwan's sad but helpless eyes.

With her other hand, she gently modeled Ling Wanwan's delicate skin, and said with a sense of victory: "Look, your skin is more crystal clear, your appearance is more extraordinary, this is the effect of the elixir I prepared for you, today is the forty-ninth day, you don't have to drink disgusting blood anymore, I was the same as you at the beginning, don't be afraid, when you cultivate the bloodthirsty magic skill to my realm, you can not grow old and immortal, and your youth will be permanent." What woman doesn't want to be forever young? Good, my little darling. After speaking, he patted Ling Wanwan's face lightly with his hand, as if Ling Wanwan was her trophy.

Ling Wanwan pushed Dong Xiangjun away, now she felt that she was no longer the same Ling Wanwan as before, and her strength had improved a lot compared to before, but she felt that she was not very homesick, nor did she miss Meng Qilin very much, and she didn't have so much sympathy for those fellow disciples who were killed by Dong Xiangjun.

She only has hatred in her heart now, she hates Dong Xiangjun, the devil, and she hates Meng Qilin even more for abandoning her. A natural stunner like her, Meng Qilin dared to abandon her. And her temper became more violent, and her anger became heavier and heavier, and a maid combed her hair, and accidentally hurt her, and she broke the maid's arm with a wave of her hand, but she did not feel her distress.

"Either kill me or let me go." Ling Wanwan yelled at Dong Xiangjun.

"Hehehehe, how can I give up killing you? Let you go, hahahaha, are you kidding me? Now that you have practiced the Divine Skill, you are about to enter the second level, and when you reach the third level, you are telling me whether I want to let you go. Giggles. Dong Xiangjun smiled presumptuously, and suddenly his color changed and he said coldly to Ling Wanwan: "Don't forget, you still have a maid named Xiaocui in my hands." ”

"Madman, devil, you let Xiao Cui go!" Ling Wanwan roared almost screaming.

"When you practice to the third level, I promise to return you a complete Xiaocui, otherwise, I will let you drink her blood." Dong Xiangjun shouted loudly, and Ling Wanwan felt creepy. One day later, a purple-clothed maid came and told Ling Wanwan that the sect leader had asked her to start the second level of cultivation of the Bloodthirsty Divine Skill.

And the second cultivation is to take a medicinal bath, and it has been prepared for her. Ling Wanwan helplessly followed the purple-clothed maid into the inner hall, a white sand tent covered a steaming wooden barrel, the room had all kinds of floral fragrances, accompanied by a smell of blood, this smell Ling Wanwan was too familiar, now what she felt was not fishy, but the familiar and somewhat fragrant smell, although she knew that it was the smell of blood.

She was led into the sand tent, and when she looked back, she took a bite of it, and Ling Wanwan spit it out, this medicinal bath, is this a bath with blood! A huge wooden barrel was full of half a bucket of blood, and it was still steaming, and there were some bright red petals on top of the blood, and the blood had been diluted by some potion, although it was not lumpy, it was still disgusting to look at.

As if she had expected it, the purple-clothed maid gently touched Ling Wanwan's chest with her hand, then gently helped her up, slowly peeled off her clothes, and then placed Ling Wanwan in the bathtub.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Wanwan woke up from a coma, the liquid in the bath bucket covered her shoulder blades, the snow-white and lustrous skin and the bright red liquid presented a sharp contrast, slightly warm liquid, as if containing huge energy. Ling Wanwan felt extremely hot, and the fragrant sweat oozed from her forehead, dripping into the medicine barrel.

The snow-white face was slightly red, and her body seemed to be roasted by a scorching fire, and the blood in the medicine bucket seemed to have a force from her skin into her dantian. The inextricable strands were like cold snakes, and the liquid moved slightly, and it seemed to be a vortex inside that imprisoned her body, so that she couldn't move even if she wanted to.

The breath in the dantian is accumulating more and more, the breath is like a naughty monkey, rushing left and right in her dantian, and suddenly her dantian seems to have been broken by the breath A gap, the breath is like a torrent, along her meridians straight up, and at this time the green tendons of her neck burst out, clearly visible, the green tendons were dyed red, showing a bright red color, and the meridians on the left side of her face were red like tree roots dyed red with blood.

Her eyes also showed a blood-red color, and there was a red light in the color, and now she was like a Shura in hell, her face became hideous, and her eyes were red, and she yelled at this time: "Ah." ”

With a bang, the entire medicine barrel exploded, bright red blood was splashed everywhere, and the whole room was full of fishy smell, Ling Wanwan roared. The maid outside hurriedly shouted: "Oh no, sect master, the holy woman is crazy." ”

As soon as the maid shouted the first sentence, a red-clothed figure swished, and it was Dong Xiangjun who came, she flew straight into the room, separated by several layers of sand tents, and directly pointed to Ling Wanwan's chest, Ling Wanwan fell down in response, as soon as she tore the sand tent, she wrapped Ling Wanwan in the tent, held her waist in her arms, and flew out of the door without saying a word.

"Oh no, no, the sect leader has outsiders killed." There was a mess in the Caiyi Women's Sect, but Dong Xiangjun couldn't be found, and at this time, three female disciples in orange clothes with hundreds of women were blocking the door of the Caiyi Women's Sect.

It was none other than Tianfuzi, Tianliangzi, Tianjizi, Tiantongzi, Tianxiangzi of Longhumen, and a group of sectarians they led. And in front of them are the Qing Xiu of the Colorful Cloth Female Sect, Hualien, and Yingxue.

Although Yingxue's name is Yingxue, her mouth is really powerful, and she scolded sharply as soon as she stood forward: "I thought it was those rats, but I didn't expect it to be a group of rats from Longhumen, don't you have the Six Stars of the Southern Dipper?" How did Seven Killers die? And why didn't you immortal Tianyi come here? Doesn't he like to be majestic the most? Now that our sect leader has achieved divine success, why don't you come to die? ”

Tianjizi stepped forward and said: "Demon girl, Poor Dao didn't mean to embarrass you, I just want to ask if you did it in Yangzhou City, and what is the purpose?" And what are your witches plotting and tricks? ”

"Tianjizi, don't spew blood, all basins will be buckled on our heads...

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