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Liu Feng in the living room heard the movement in the upstairs room, and hurriedly arranged for people to be under martial law within a radius of a kilometer. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoFor a while, the waterfront villa entered a rare state of highest alert, and Liu Feng personally went into battle and commanded it with full authority. All he can do now is not to let anything or anyone disturb Ye Lingkong and them!

In the room, the lights are dim. Because of excessive blood loss, Ye Lingkong, who was sitting on the sofa, appeared hazy in front of his eyes, and his consciousness began to become blurred. However, the breath of death felt more and more clear, and death seemed to be with him.

Time passed, I don't know when, a bewitching blood-colored lotus flower appeared on Ye Lingkong's forehead, and in the dim light, the blood-colored lotus seemed to be alive, faintly flickering. The blood light in Ye Lingkong's eyes gradually faded, and the feeling of loneliness hit again. Then, the breath of death swelled infinitely, enveloping him in it!

The blood-colored lotus flower on his forehead had a total of nine petals, and now it had bloomed with three petals. The fourth petal is also about to move, and the blood lotus seems to have its own life, constantly beating......

In his memory, the blood-colored lotus flower in the center of his eyebrows had appeared three times, and he could still feel the existence of a life in this blood-colored lotus full of death. Like, that's the life of this blood-colored lotus, although it is a curse, but it has its own consciousness.

Ye Lingkong once talked to him when the third petal bloomed, and through him, Ye Lingkong knew that this was the most evil curse of death. As for why it was on his body, he didn't know, and Ye Lingkong faintly felt that that consciousness seemed to be hiding something from him. However, he didn't care about this, Ye Lingkong believed that one day he would break this curse.

Ye Lingkong's consciousness was hazy, and a black shadow appeared in the dim light, standing quietly in front of Ye Lingkong, and his emotionless breath could not see his face clearly.

Cold and arrogant and lonely temperament, ethereal and illusory posture. It was as if he didn't exist, illusory, incompatible with this heaven and earth, a spreading death.

Sitting lightly opposite Ye Lingkong, there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation on the person's cold face, and an eternal breath of death shocked people's hearts, and bursts of chills echoed around him, lingering for a long time.

Looking at the blood-colored lotus flower in Ye Ling's empty eyebrows, his eyes that disregarded the people in the world were awe-inspiring, and after a moment of silence, he said indifferently: "The curse of death, you still can't escape after all." The blood lotus opens three times, and when all the blood lotus in your eyebrows blooms, it is when you disappear. At that time, it was also the time for the Grim Reaper to make good on his promise! ”

This figure, in Ye Lingkong's opinion, was the consciousness of the blood-colored lotus, the consciousness of the abnormal curse in his body. The last time Ye Lingkong saw him was ten years ago, and at that time he was just looking at himself quietly and couldn't speak yet.

"The promise of death? What promises? Ye Lingkong completely calmed down, and had no impression of what he said at all, looking at him and asking coldly. At the same time, he also fully supports Christie's bloodlust and suppresses the abnormal flow of changes in his body!

"When you cash in, you'll know. That's when you lose your life. Now, haven't you already felt the breath of death cursed by the god of death? This is just the beginning, and in the days to come, when the cursed lotus blooms for the most part, you will be dominated by him. It's fate and you can't escape it! The black figure had no emotion, and his indifferent words were exactly the same as Ye Lingkong before he met Christie! Between the words, the breath of death became more and more intense, and the oppressive atmosphere made people breathless.

"Hahaha......" Hearing his words, Ye Lingkong's pale face had a hint of Ling Ran. After laughing, he then said indifferently with disdain: "My life is up to me, no matter what the rules of death, one day I will break it!" My future is in my hands, and besides, the rules exist to be broken. And I'm the one who breaks the rules! ”

The man was still grim and expressionless. Ye Lingkong asked indifferently, "Really?" How much do you know about the power of death? ”

"The power of death?" Ye Ling didn't know why in his heart, he always felt that there was something faintly wrong with what this consciousness told him; As if he was deliberately leading him into some kind of dead end, Ye Lingkong couldn't prove it. There was a strange glint in his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into disdain. said: "I don't understand the power of the god of death, what can I do, even the rules of the god of death can't bind me." Someday, I'll break it all. Break this curse that came out of nowhere, and you'll be completely gone at that time. Gone from my life! ”

"Really?" He said questioningly, as if he was asking Ye Lingkong, and as if he was asking himself. The voice of questioning has a touch of sadness, as if it is telling a story that has happened!

"Of course, how can I, the one who has forgotten the past, not be able to discard this curse? I don't care about the past now, I only pursue my future. The future is in the palm of my hand, and my life is in my control. Nothing can affect me, not even the ethereal Grim Reaper you spoke of. Ye Ling said emptyly and felt dizzy, the blood in his body was absorbed by Christie, even he was a little unbearable.

"Hahaha." The man sneered when he heard this, and an evil color flashed in his illusory eyes, and he said sarcastically: "Your own future? In the face of death, there is never a future. And at this time, you are like the real you! But ......"

The black figure paused slightly, and at this moment he seemed to think of something, and the man's ethereal face became even more indifferent. It seems to be saying to Ye Lingkong, and it seems to be saying to himself: "I'm just chasing his back, the one who exerts the power of death to the extreme." And you, you're just chasing our backs, and besides, you still have the curse of death on you. Curse of the Evil Reaper, Blood Lotus! In this life, you can only follow our backs! ”

"One day, you'll look up at my back!" The corners of Ye Lingkong's miserable white mouth popped out firm words, and the perseverance in his eyes was unyielding.

The black figure also ignored Ye Lingkong's changes, and continued to say lightly: "You like this will never be able to escape the fate of the blood lotus completely blooming. I'm sure we'll meet again soon. ”

"Really? I'm not going to let that happen again. Look, I've forgotten the past, and I won't let my future be lost in my memory anymore. ”

His head was dizzy, Ye Lingkong knew that he was about to lose it, and he had to die if he continued like this. I didn't hear an answer, and when I saw it again, the man was gone. The lights are dim, and the chill in the temperature still lingers. The mysterious black figure, as if it existed, but also as if it was just an illusion.

At the last glance, I stayed at Christie, who was still frantically asking for her own blood. Ye Lingkong smiled bitterly. With enough strength, he said in a loud voice: "Girl, leave some for me." Otherwise, I would have lost too much blood and I wouldn't really be able to survive. Christie! ”

The voice was soft, but the crazy Christie's body shook slightly. Finally, stopped!

Reluctantly, he withdrew his blood fang, and moved his small mouth away from Ye Lingkong's wrist, and the corner of his mouth was covered with blood. Proving her previous madness, Dangdang's eyes returned to clarity.

Looking at Ye Lingkong's miserable wrist again, Christie's eyes were hazy for a while. threw himself into Ye Lingkong's arms and choked up: "Woo...... Ye, I'm sorry, I can't control myself, I don't know why, I just can't control it, woo woo......"

"Alright, silly girl. Go on retreat, let the power of the Nine Reincarnations be fully exerted, and you will be able to reach the next level. Patting Christie's little head, Ye Lingkong said comfortingly to her. Saying that, he also breathed a sigh of relief, if he couldn't stop just now, he was afraid that the consequences would be unbearable even for him!

At this time, the blood lotus in the center of his eyebrows had disappeared, and the aura of death in the room had disappeared without a trace. With his right hand hanging down, looking at Christie sitting in his arms, Ye Lingkong smiled slightly. The left hand slapped three times on the sofa, and in an instant there was a reaction in the room.

"Boom—"

In an instant, a dark grid appeared in front of Christie, the dark grid was deep into the depths of the underground of the waterfront villa, and the entrance was under the crystal table, Ye Lingkong squeezed Christie's little hand and said to her: "Go down, Christie, here is what I prepared for you." ”

Seeing her reluctant gaze, Ye Lingkong knew what she was thinking. continued: "Don't worry, Christie. I'm in Tianshui City, and when you get out, I'll accompany you well. ”

"Hmmm......"

Christie reluctantly gave Ye Ling a long kiss, and finally made a secret grid.

Then, Ye Lingkong activated the mechanism again, and in an instant, the entrance to the dark grid was closed, and the room was restored again. Looking at the miserable wrist, Ye Lingkong smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect to be bitten like this by this girl." Alas......"

After a simple bandage, Ye Lingkong turned the lights in the room to the brightest. Then he sat cross-legged and began to mobilize the strength in his body to alleviate the weakness he had just felt with too much bloodthirst! When it comes to the power in his body, there is something special. He is neither like the true qi of the ancient martial state, nor does he exist in a unique form like Christie.

The power in Ye Lingkong's body was very natural, and even whenever he cultivated according to his own set of martial arts, he would feel the resonance of the surrounding heaven and earth. However, in recent years, he has rarely cultivated, because he has not met an opponent for almost several years, which has also caused Ye Lingkong to be a little lazy. But fortunately, every day he would spare an hour to warm up the strength in his body.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. But it's a pity that Ye Lingkong doesn't have much sense of crisis now, and he just keeps warm every day; It wasn't until he met the stranger he knew so well and experienced a fiasco that he began his true cultivation journey. However, the situation at that time made him feel a little powerless, of course, this is not to be mentioned for the time being.

Half an hour later, his pale face slowly recovered, and his breath became longer. After a while, he opened his eyes, and although they were still a little tired, they were much better than before. Then, he stretched and went back to the couch.

At this moment, he was no longer the previous Sven, and said in a loud voice: "Liu Feng, come in!" ”

"Master......" The willow wind outside the door heard the sound and entered.

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