Feng Ya crossed her knees and cultivated for a while, then opened her eyes and said sadly: "It's still useless, the cells can't absorb any medicinal power, it seems that I am really already a dead person, no matter how precious the heaven and earth elixir is, there is no way to resurrect the dead." ”

The faces of all the people turned pale, and their eyes were full of regret, and it was really not a good thing to watch such a peerless beauty go to death.

"I don't believe it, I must save you."

Zhang Dong roared angrily, a silver needle appeared in his hand, and he inserted it into Feng Ya's acupoint with his shaking hand, perhaps because he was too excited and angry, he used too much force, and his right hand actually touched her pair of trembling peaks, soft and elastic, and it felt good to the extreme, but he had no time to enjoy it, and changed the nature of the true qi as quickly as possible, and then transported it into Feng Ya's body through the silver needle, and probed it carefully.

Feng Ya's pretty face blushed, and she looked at Zhang Dong with a coquettish gaze, she is a big girl with yellow flowers, although she said that her life span has reached and she will soon go to the grave, but she still has breath now, and she is not dead yet, and now Shuangfeng is being pressed hard by this guy, which actually makes her feel a strange feeling in her heart.

After only a few breaths, Zhang Dong withdrew the silver needle with a snap, and a gloomy color appeared on his face, because he found that his true qi with the breath of life could not be absorbed by Feng Ya at all, and her body was filled with a dead qi, like a cold desert, like the darkness of the abyss, without any trace of life.

She is really running out of oil, much more dry than Jiangshan.

He unwillingly plucked off one of Feng Ya's hair, crossed his knees and closed his eyes, and used the secret method of the way of immortality to let the spirit and consciousness enter it, and then he was shocked to find that although there were many Feng Ya in the microcosm, all of them were dying, this kind of dying was not Ma Xianglan's kind, but there was no vitality in the body, and the cells had no vitality, as long as it took a while, he would definitely die with Feng Ya's body.

And this is the real death, to die cleanly, to die with nothing.

No one can resurrect her!

Tears flowed out of Zhang Dong's eyes, silently.

The rest of the people had already burst into tears, and Feng Wu even cried bitterly sadly.

"You all go back, after such a toss, but I clearly feel that I can live for thirty days, let me be quiet, and after thirty days, bury me on the rhododendron slope on Phoenix Mountain, where the sun is shining, and I am afraid of the dark and cold." Feng Ya said in a sad tone.

The crowd stood up and walked out heavily.

When she walked to the door of the cave, Feng Ya shouted again: "Cold winter, can you stay and talk to me?" ”

Zhang Dong turned around and walked back, while the rest of the people, including Feng Wu, walked out.

The door slammed shut.

Feng Ya had already regained her composure, looked at Zhang Dong and whispered, "Don't look dejected, please show your smiling face......"

Zhang Dong smiled hard, but this smile looked more ugly than crying.

Feng Ya didn't ask Zhang Dong anymore, invited Zhang Dong to her boudoir, and sat down on an elegant sofa.

She said coquettishly: "Cold winter, you sit for a while, I'll go take a bath and change my clothes......"

Zhang Dong is a little inexplicable, bathing in broad daylight? Change of clothes?

But he nodded.

So Feng Ya Yana walked into the bathroom.

Zhang Dong sat on the sofa sullenly and asked in his heart: "Monitor, do you think there is still a way to save her?" ”

The monitor said lightly: "Since history, there have been many such eighth-level monks on the earth, their hair is gray, and then they die, anyway, no one has survived, and no one has broken through the bottleneck, generally a lifespan of one to a hundred years, so I have no choice." ”

Zhang Dong nodded gloomily, expressing his understanding, the monitor is just a recording instrument, monitoring the earth, not a doctor, if there is no precedent on the earth, the monitor will be helpless.

"Alas, it's a pity that such a peerless beauty ......"

Zhang Dong sighed in his heart, and since there was really no way to think about it, he let go, no longer bothered to think, and began to slowly look at Feng Ya's boudoir, this boudoir is very wide, extraordinarily elegantly furnished, and the bed is also unique, it is oval, surrounded by pink curtains, and there is a faint fragrance wafting in the air, refreshing.

"Whoa......

The sound of bathing came from the bathroom.

Zhang Dong couldn't help but cast his gaze over, and then, as if he had been hit by thunder, he couldn't move.

The walls of the bathroom turned out to be translucent, and the wonderful scenery inside could be seen from the outside, Feng Ya's clothes had been taken off, and she stood slim in the bathroom, her beautiful eyes closed, and she let the warm water with a faint mist spray from the sprinkler head onto her delicate body.

The water flowed down from her delicate face, the white goose, and hurried to the two towering snow-white and alluring peaks, and then down through the small waist, to the belly that was as flat as snow, and then to the beautiful canyon, with its slender snow-white pink legs......

"Goodo......"

Zhang Dong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes became hot, his handsome face turned crimson, and he propped up the tent to the sky on the spot, eager to rush in immediately and press her under him and slash her fiercely.

However, Feng Ya is the cultivation of the eighth level of the Bubble Girl Patriarch, not an ordinary girl, he doesn't have the ability to do such a thing, as long as she resists with all her strength, she may want him to make a big ugly.

"Her lifespan has reached and she is about to go to the grave, and she still thinks about such a fragrant thing, which is really undeserved." Zhang Dong muttered in his heart, trying to transport the Lotus Sutra to calm the fire in his heart and refine his soul.

His mind was already extremely strong, and even Daji's full strength could not confuse him, so gradually he calmed down, and although he continued to watch the beautiful woman bathe beautifully, he no longer had that urge.

But at this moment, Feng Ya's delicate voice sounded: "Cold winter, you are not allowed to peek, and you are not allowed to come in......"

Zhang Dong's bath slammed into a thousand feet high, because these words were simply reminding him to let him peek as much as he wanted, and if he was brave enough, he could even go in.

"She's not trying to seduce me, is she? Yes, it must be, otherwise what would she be bathing so hard? What do you remind me of so vividly? Zhang Dong guessed in shock in his heart, slowly stood up, crept to the bathroom door, and cautiously looked through the crack in the door.

Now I can see it more clearly, Feng Ya is standing with her back to the door, her back is like silk, her bare ski-white, her red hair hangs messily down to her waist, her hips are high, round, and her groin is deep, mysterious and attractive......

Zhang Dong was uncomfortable somewhere, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he tentatively pressed the door gently, and the door slowly opened a gap half a foot wide.

It's not even locked!

(The fourth watch, ask for monthly tickets and red tickets.) ）