Yin Xiu looked at the blood painting in a daze, he couldn't believe that he had really closed the lid of the box, but he knew in his heart that Shangguan Xuan had fallen, and even the Yuan Shen had been devoured. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

So in other words, the blood painting broke his promise, after he found out the secrets of Tianxiang Valley and Penglai Island from Shangguan Xu's mouth, he killed him cruelly and ruthlessly, this person is a liar, and he will not fulfill his promise to let him go at all!

After figuring out this layer, Yin Xiu's heart sank straight to the bottom, and his whole body was cold and without heat.

And the blood painting didn't look at him at all, just gently picked up the black box on the table, held it in the palm of his hand slightly, as if he felt the heat of the blood inside, and there was a faint light floating in his eyes.

Suddenly, Yin Xiu's body, who was kneeling five steps away, swelled with breath, like a still water source suddenly boiling, the humidity in the cabin rose sharply, and a red flame burst out from his body, tumbling like a wave rushing towards the blood painting on the opposite side.

Almost at the same time, the blood painting held up a black light mask around his body, solid as King Kong, and the red flames hit it only like the curtain permeating the light mask, and the blood painting sitting inside raised his eyes slightly, looking at Yin Xiu, who quickly pushed open the window and planned to escape after a blow on the opposite side, stretched out his hand and pinched, time and space stood still again, and his body that jumped out of half of the window froze there, like a mermaid, half outside the boat, half inside the boat.

The flames of the flames spread quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the cabin was ignited and spread in all directions. But due to the solidification of time and space, it also stood still, and looked like a huge fiery red flower, blooming in the room.

The extremely high temperature caused by the flames of the Xuanhuo made the blood painting raise his eyebrows, reached out and took the black box on the table into his arms, and sighed, "It has eaten too much today, why do you have to make its food?" However, since you want to die, this gentleman will not fail you. After speaking, he got up slowly, and the black light mask moved with his steps, it was his natal immortal barrier, as long as he sensed danger, it would automatically pop out spontaneously to protect it, and it was not a cultivator who was not as advanced as a cultivator under the Da Luo Jin Immortal.

The blood painting that slowly walked to the window looked at Yin Xiu, who was like a mermaid parallel to the window, with a cold light surging in his eyes, and said after a while, "There is a lack of a person in the magic ring to manage the medicine garden, if Feng Qing is here, he should be happy." After thinking about it, he stretched out his palm, leaned through the window and pressed the heavenly spirit cover towards Yin Xiu.

With a bang, the ban on time and space was lifted, the flames boiled again, and the surging river crackled and hit Yin Xiu's face, like a big hand slapping him, loud and painful. And he was shocked to find that he couldn't move, he opened his mouth to shout, but his throat was dry and there was no sound, and cold sweat suddenly drenched his whole body.

The most terrible thing was that he suddenly found that a big hand appeared on his heavenly spirit cover, and slowly pressed it, and a powerful suction force gushed out from the man's palm, and the yuan force in his body suddenly surged wildly, all rushing towards the top of his head.

Yin Xiu suddenly woke up, this was sucking his immortal qi, once the other party sucked up all his immortal qi, his more than 800 years of cultivation would fall short, and he would return to the original form of ordinary people, it would be better to die!

He was extremely frightened in his heart, but he couldn't move despite all his might, trying to control the breath in the dantian to stop the flow of immortals, and his internal organs were all like being imprisoned by something, and they were not under his control at all. The most unacceptable thing for him was that the flames in the cabin had burned to his thighs before he jumped out of the cabin, obviously he couldn't move, but he could clearly feel the pain of being burned by the flames, heartbreaking, unbearable pain, his body trembled uncontrollably, and beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

The river water that lingered on the river was still surging like waves, hitting the board of the boat and then bouncing back, crackling and pumping on his hair and face, and his body was full of muddy yellow river water, his pale face was full of water droplets, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or river water, but he just wanted to die immediately, and it was better than this painful taste of life being worse than death!

Fortunately for him, this pain did not last long, when the Yuan Force in his body was quickly sucked ninety percent, the blood painting finally stopped sucking, and slowly took his hand away, not knowing what he was doing.

The flames of Xuanhuo had already crawled all over Yin Xiu's thighs, and all the flesh and blood were burned to a charred black color, and the smell of foul odor poured into the tip of his nose, making him want to cry without tears. Although he had spent several years refining his physical body to the realm of Xiaocheng, it was difficult for Vajra to rush on weekdays, and he could only be injured unless he had a magic weapon of the fifth rank or higher, but it was only less than half an hour for the Xuanhuo Flame to consume his flesh and blood.

These thighs are completely useless! He thought sadly in his heart.

But he still extracted the little Yuan Li left in his body and looked inside, and found that his cultivation had fallen to the late stage of qi refining, and he was not much stronger than the monk who had just started, and through the observation of the corner of his eye, he clearly saw that his black hair, which had been whipped by the river for a long time, was slowly turning white, and there were also goosebump wrinkles on the back of his outstretched hand, this was because his cultivation was very inconsistent with his age, and if he couldn't improve his cultivation as soon as possible, he might be able to live for a few years.

At this time, the entire merchant ship was burned by the flames of Xuanhuo, with a loud bang, the hull of the ship completely disintegrated, and Yin Xiu fell heavily into the water of the lingering river, sinking straight into the water.

Shocked, he almost instinctively paddled his arms, like an ordinary person struggling to swim towards the water, and when he swam to the surface in panic and poked out half of his head, he remembered when he could move again?

Overhead, there was the sound of hunting with fluttering clothes, and he looked up in amazement, and saw the blood painting suspended in mid-air, looking at him condescendingly, with no emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at an animal in water, which made him extremely angry.

But anger is anger, he used to be as small as an ant in the hands of the other party, but now he only has qi refining and cultivation, and there is not much difference from an ordinary person, what waves can he make in front of him? At that moment, a deep sense of despair and sorrow rose in Yin Xiu's heart, since he entered the Heavenly Fragrance Valley when he was five years old and embarked on the path of cultivation, he had never been so frustrated and disappointed, he felt that his future was bleak and would never regain his light.

"What? Think it's better to live than to die? Above the air, Blood Painting asked without emotion.

Yin Xiu closed his eyes and let his body half-float in the water, his burnt legs were already unconscious, he was a waste from now on, he could only walk in a wooden wheelchair! When I think about it like this, I still can't think of looking for death.

As long as he is alive, there will always be a moment to reach the top again. But if he really dies, and people die like a lamp going out, there really is no hope left.

Therefore, when he opened his eyes again, the deep despair in his eyes had disappeared, and he asked expressionlessly, "What do you want to do with me?" ”