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After hesitating for a while, Ning Yue finally shook his head and laughed at himself, and replied, "Sword Spirit, can you just say something more detailed?" ”

"Master, I knew you would be tempted."

The sword spirit's laughter implied a hint of pride, and his voice was no longer as faint and cold as before.

"Forcibly awaken the demon bloodline in the master's current state, because another bloodline is resisting the impact, although it is temporarily suppressed by the strength of the demon bloodline itself, but it is not fading, but constantly intensifying and accumulating. When the power of resistance is accumulated to a certain amount, the temporary awakening of the demon bloodline cannot occupy a dominant position, and it will subside, and the time limit exists. The reason why there was a powerful backlash after it was because the power of the normal bloodline that broke out at the end of the catharsis was beyond the limit of the ordinary owner. ”

Ning Yue responded: "So, if this time I choose to reborn flesh and blood based on the power of the demon race, what specific changes will happen?" ”

In the illusory space, the sword spirit sat on the ground leaning on the inverted Dark Xuan Ancient Sword, looking up at the cracks in the blood-colored sky above, Ning Yue's every move was clearly visible. She snorted and smiled, bowing her head and replied, "During the awakening, the master's power bonus will be stronger and last longer. Compared to the previous one, when the same amount of time ends, the subsequent reaction time and effect will be reduced. However, if a new limit time is reached, the backlash effect may increase. ”

"Is it still a double-edged sword? That's right, there is no such good quid pro quo in the world. ”

Ning Yue nodded, his palm slowly brushed over the cold blade, and suddenly, he was puzzled.

"Sword Spirit, as you just said, the human beings in my parents must also be rare powerhouses, so why is the power of the bloodline passed down to me still inferior to the demon race?"

"This is one of the differences between humans and demons, the power of the bloodline of the demon race is several times more powerful, and the power of the human bloodline is even more powerful is the potential. If measured by numerical values, the environment in which you grow up is the same at the same age. If the combat power of the human powerhouse is ten, the powerhouse of the demon race will be thirty, or even forty. But in terms of potential, the demon race is seventy, and the human race may be ninety-five, or one hundred. Of course, this is not absolute. ”

In this regard, Ning Yue smiled: "The starting point is low, but the progress is fast? But if I can raise my starting point by the way, I'd be happy to do it. The premise is that the potential of the follow-up will not be shaken. ”

Sword Spirit replied, "Of course not. The reason why the demons use warriors who create hybrids as their own enslavement is because this type of people can inherit the strengths of both races at the same time. Those who initially manifest human characteristics, after reaching a certain level of strength, may appear to surpass the two races in terms of strength. I think that the master is not possible, but is. ”

"Then I would like to accept your good words."

Nodding again, Ning Yue made up his mind.

"Let's begin, Sword Spirit, fuse new bloodlines."

……

"La-la-la-"

Stirring the splash of water in the bathtub, Zhili hummed softly, and the warm water flowing up and down was poured on her body.

Underneath the special tub, a small cluster of flames swayed slightly, and above the scorching heat, the surface of a sheet of metal was engraved with a circle of strange patterns, and a few pale waves appeared in the scorching. This is a cheap pseudo-spirit weapon that is very common in the aristocratic families of the Snow Dragon Empire, ensuring that the water temperature will not drop and that it will not overheat.

Of course, cheapness is just unacceptable to ordinary people. When she left home, Su Qian didn't bring any luggage, but deliberately brought this thing with her. The work of the hunt is not easy, she is a woman, and she drags her tired body back every day, and her biggest hope is to take a good bath in the hot water.

And now, she is gone, and all the enjoyment is, of course, Zhili alone.

"Uh-huh--it's so comfortable, in previous seasons, it was a little cold to find a small river to bathe. Sure enough, living with Sister Su Qian, everything is good. ”

She leaned comfortably against the wall of the tub, wishing she had slept in the water all night.

"Unfortunately, I don't know how long I'll be able to stay here. Nine days have passed since the last master's order, and as is customary, the task was soon completed. Hey, I really don't want to be separated from Brother Ning Yue and Sister Su Qian. ”

The delicate body sank, and Zhili was almost completely soaked in the hot water, leaving only the nose above the surface to surface, and a series of bubbles gurgling.

"Forget it, it's a day to be able to have one more day of comfort. I don't know when I will be able to complete my atonement and the master will be able to set me free. ”

With this in mind, she surfaced again, took a deep breath, leaned back against the wall of the tub, closed her eyes, and fell asleep with the warmth and comfort of her body.

At the very least, the temporary comfort should be enjoyed.

I don't know how long I slept in a daze, Zhili felt a little cold before waking up, but found that the water in the bath bucket had dried up a lot, and all of the above was exposed to the air, so she couldn't help but sit down and soak back in the water.

"Like, Sister Su Qian warned me, can't soak for too long?"

There was some fainting in her head, she shook her head vigorously, stood up in the warm water, jumped out of the bath bucket, grabbed the towel prepared on the side and slowly wiped the water droplets on her body, her beautiful skin was white and red, and after being soaked in warm water for a long time, a faint Yingluo pink was dotted on the snow white, which was very cute and beautiful.

However, on the side of her small navel, the gray-black gradient tattoo curved like an arc moon is very conspicuous and slightly incongruous.

Sighing again, Zhili's fingertips pressed on the tattoo a little bit, and her eyes swept over a complicated expression, both nostalgia and hatred.

In contemplation, suddenly she looked stunned again, her eyes widened slightly, and she trembled all over her body and instantly put on a vigilant posture. Her gaze glanced subconsciously, although her gaze was blocked by the wall of the house, but she immediately reacted to what direction it was.

"Brother Ning Yue's room? What is it that is so uncomfortable? ”

An inexplicable chill gradually gathered in Zhili's heart, and she frowned, vaguely smelling danger. didn't have time to put on the whole set of clothes, jumped over, grabbed the beige bath towel folded on the side of the cabinet and wrapped it around his body casually, didn't even care about wearing shoes, and rushed out of the door.

"Brother Ning Yue, what's going on!"

Boom!

kicked the door open, and Zhili, who was only wrapped in a bath towel, immediately rushed into the room, and her eyes were bright again.

Ahead, I saw Ning Yue sitting cross-legged on the bed, his upper body clothes had been taken off, his chest was exposed, and he was slightly undulating. Among them, the most conspicuous are the several scars on his left chest, which Zhili knows very well, that is, it was left a few nights ago. And at this moment, the flesh and blood had contracted together and began to heal.

But beneath the healing gap, a light purple glow flickered slightly, looming.

And not only on the left chest, but also on the arm, the scar began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and under the gap of the contracted wound, a faint light danced, and in the dimness of the night, it was very eye-catching.

"Why, do you think that the current Brother Ning Yue's aura is so terrifying, different from usual?"

Zhili sighed, raised her hand tentatively and touched the healing wound, and instantly withdrew it like lightning.

It was piping hot, like boiling water. However, the residual heat in his fingertips quickly faded away, and there was a strange chill in his bones.

"This ......"

Her gaze immediately fell, and she noticed that the Dark Xuan Ancient Sword that Ning Yue had been holding in his left hand was the same as in her impression, emitting a faint red light, which could not be touched, as long as she got a little closer, she could feel a touch of awe-inspiring forest.

In confusion, Zhili did not touch Ning Yue's body casually, but stepped aside and waited quietly. Although she is a little ignorant of the world, her strength is not weak, and she also has some experience in cultivation. In this case, she knew very well that what Ning Yue needed at this moment was without any outside interference.

Trying to help in a hurry may backfire.

Time passed slowly, and the autumn night was still a little cold, Zhili subconsciously wrapped the only bath towel on her body, and regretted that she didn't get dressed properly before coming out. However, he didn't go back, for fear that something would happen to Ning Yue in the spare time he left.

"Feeling, it should be almost fine, right?"

……

The consciousness didn't know where it was floating, and Ning Yue's perception of the outside world had been completely turned off, and he was fully absorbed in the operation of the Xuan Force under the guidance of the sword spirit.

Everything went more smoothly than he expected, and in the healing wounds, only the power of the majestic demon bloodline remained, and the new flesh and blood slowly grew and spread.

"The host, it will be done soon. Rest assured, as long as it is formed, it will not be rejected by another bloodline. After all, no matter what kind of power you inherit, it is all owned by your master. ”

"Well, Sword Spirit, thank you all the time."

Ning Yue replied in his heart, he knew that the sword spirit could hear the voice he wanted to convey.

But at this moment, a strong shock suddenly struck his mind, as if countless consciousnesses and thoughts were forced into his memory.

Suddenly, under the chaos, all that could be seen clearly was a vast paleness.

Suddenly opening his eyes, what Ning Yue saw was not the real world, but a dim nothingness. In the depths of that hazy darkness, something seemed to tremble slightly, like a figure.

Subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch it, but found that his body was bound by changing chains and couldn't move.

"Sword Spirit, what's going on?"

The next moment, a large paleness struck his mind again, Ning Yue was stunned on the spot, and when his vision was clear again, the scenery he saw was already much more familiar, it was his room.

Coming back?

In astonishment, he felt that the wounds on his chest and right arm were very hot, and as he was about to check them, the heat began to dissipate.

At the same time, a voice rang out, close at hand.

"Brother Ning Yue, are you okay?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Ning Yue noticed that Zhili came to him, and a faint fragrance came to his nose.

Soon, his eyes widened.

"Zhili, what's the situation with your dress?"

At this moment, Zhili was wearing a wide coat that was obviously out of size, and in the open robe, I saw a beige bath towel tightly wrapped around her delicate body, and the slight concave and convex figure set off very obviously.

Who knows, Zhili didn't think it at all, her hands fell on Ning Yue's shoulders, and she asked anxiously, "Brother Ning Yue, what were you doing just now?" Now, how does it feel? ”

Ning Yue was at a loss for a while, and at this moment, the voice of the sword spirit just sounded.

"This girl turned out to be ......"