Chapter 65: The tree has deep roots
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Liu Fuling's hand holding the knife was very steady, and it seemed that he didn't hear the strange sound of the girl behind him at all, and the remnant knife only pierced the skin of his chest shallowly, and then paused, and began to swipe down, cutting out a fine line of blood.
Ah Ye is a little difficult to breathe, what should she do at this time? Her poor experience left her with no answers, she was tired and just wanted to close her eyes, but when she closed her eyes, she could still see and see clearly.
What are you doing?
Ah Ye wanted to ask this, but after that, she felt that no matter what he did, she didn't really feel any cowardice, cruelty, or impossibility.
She just habitually thought that she was still the ordinary little girl in Yuanning Town, but she was no more.
I thought that the person I killed was still alive, although I was indeed relieved, but the moment I made up my mind, the moment I did it, I still kept it for real, and there was no excuse.
As long as one thing is crucial and cannot be changed, she always listens to what he says, so that she can stay by his side with peace of mind, which is more important than everything.
Homicide? Cruel? Ah Ye looked at Liu Fuling's back, did not ignore what he did, but no longer thought about right and wrong, as long as everything he did, no matter what it was, she was on his side.
Why?
Because you can follow behind him, hold the corner of his clothes, look at his figure, listen to what he says, peace of mind, peace of mind, peace of mind.
She meditated in her heart, so that she was no longer panicked, confused, or afraid, and she was comforted in a different way.
So, at this time, in the future, she doesn't need to do anything, just watch, listen, and do what he says.
That's fine.
So she breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had been relieved in some sense.
Eyes drooped, the knife was put aside, and the slender and straight blood line on the chest of the girl in red was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood slipped from the white skin, which was the blink of an eye.
Liu Fuling suddenly realized that his actions were a little reckless, he wanted to get this spiritual treasure, but he couldn't use this method, it was too rude, and it was also full of unknown variables and uncertainties.
He began to search for memories from a long time ago, memories that he had rarely remembered anymore.
Then he smiled suddenly, not out loud, just a little clumsy and stiff.
The smile disappeared quickly, Liu Fuling raised the palm of his right hand, held the knife in his left hand, cut the palm of his hand, and the blood was dripping, and then the knife slashed down through the afterimage, directly piercing the girl's abdomen, a gap opened, Liu Fuling probed his right hand into it like lightning, and the wound closed in the next moment, wrapping the part of the young man that only exposed his wrist, as if it was part of it.
Like this kind of spiritual treasure, it can't be guessed with common sense, although it is indeed implanted in the girl's body, but this 'body' is by no means below the skin in the literal sense, between the flesh and blood.
Like this kind of parasitic spiritual treasure of living creatures, it can be so small that it is imperceptible to the naked eye, or it can be completely integrated with flesh and blood and cannot distinguish each other, and what is even more mysterious is to enter the category of rules in another sense, which is completely different from the world standing under your feet, another world, the inner world, although it is indeed in the symbiotic body, but you can never force it, because you can't even find it, this is a higher-level cultivation argument, not something that he may understand clearly now.
This is the worst category, but obviously the girl does not belong, the relationship between her and Lingbao is not so much parasitic, but storage, an excellent pure body without any impurities and without any power, is the best storage container.
Because there is no way for a mortal to integrate the spirit treasure and turn it into his own, but he can maintain the activity of the spirit treasure without being damaged in the slightest.
But even so, after the host was fatally injured, this branch-shaped spirit treasure still played an amazing role, almost bringing the dead back to life.
If it was any of the three situations mentioned above, Liu Fuling would have turned around and left, but now is the most favorable situation for him.
Liu Fuling's hand reached into her hot abdomen, through the knotted and sticky internal organs, his fingers were open, straight, and together, he urged him to breathe, blood gushed out from the cut marks in his palm, and a large amount of blood diffused from the girl's body in a very short time.
He didn't feel the presence of the branches, although he could easily see the entire outline through his eyes, but he couldn't touch it, the whole body of the girl in red was repelling him from the inside out.
"Hold her." Liu Fuling instructed.
Ah Ye was stunned, and at this time, without warning, the girl in red, who was originally just twitching, suddenly waved her arm and hit the half-squatting young man who was concentrating.
Ah Ye suddenly raised her foot and kicked out, her ankle touched the girl's arm, and her whole person was thrown out with unexpected force, but she immediately turned around, rushed over, and pressed the girl's arms, and at the same time her body fell down, and at the same time, the floating slaughter hit horizontally, and also pressed on the girl's legs.
Liu Fuling didn't move, still hanging his head, squinting at the girl's belly, after the struggle just now, the girl became dead and silent again.
His blood was mixed with the maiden's blood in this short time, and it flowed all over her body.
As the blood continued to drain, a feeling of weakness that had been suppressed resurfaced, and he was a little dizzy, and the pierced wound in his chest reacted again.
At this time, Liu Fuling felt a sharp stinging pain in his palm, like a needle prick, but the pain was several times more than that.
He didn't withdraw his hand, the blood only played a role as an introduction, and when the blood was mixed with the girl's blood, Lingbao made a wrong judgment, making him think that it was a part of his body and making the initial contact with it.
The pain disappeared in an instant in the blink of an eye, and his tense body instinctively relaxed, and the pain hit violently again, piercing his flesh and blood from the palm of his hand in an instant, a dense layer of sweat blinked and secreted, and the smoke blew, causing shivers.
Lingbao's tentacles were extremely domineering, squeezing into his veins with a very unreasonable momentum, matchmaking, and building a bridge that was beginning to take shape.
Liu Fuling endured in silence, Ah Ye looked at him with a frown, looking at his pale face and the sweat dripping down his cheeks, he gritted his teeth, his expression was a little hideous, but his eyes were focused almost indifferent, and his slightly trembling body, she suddenly felt that he had never looked so ...... before Lonely.
And at this time.
The young man suddenly exerted his strength, and his right arm, which was slightly flushed with a layer of blue, rose horizontally, and sharply pulled out a branch about several feet long.
Like the corner of a behemoth tree.
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