Chapter 142: The Yin Bone Turned Out to Be Sixteen Pieces

Five bones were broken, eleven bones were deformed, breath was not smooth, and all five internal organs were damaged.

It's really an ant, and he can't even enjoy the aura of the high plane, so he can only live in the despicable world of the nether realm.

Looking at Phantom Lingkong's pale complexion, it was a little close to his complexion.

Such a person, wouldn't it be good to be obedient, but he would have to suffer some hardships.

But you're lucky that the deity doesn't want you to die yet.

took out a blood-red pill from her body and gave it to her, and as soon as she raised her hand, a blood clan suddenly appeared on her side, and she immediately knelt down and crawled at the man's feet.

"What does the master command?"

"Take her down, and pull her over when she wakes up."

"Yes"

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I don't know how long it took, Phantom Lingkong gradually woke up, and when she opened her eyes slightly, she felt a pain all over her body, and she only remembered that she fainted from the impact of spiritual power.

It's not even dead, Phantom Volley sighed, but in the future, it will be....

Huh?

Feeling it for a moment, the phantom volley was stunned.

She must be dreaming now!

She remembered that before she fainted, her internal organs were all damaged, and all her bones were broken, but now her body showed no signs of being supported, and ..... The Yin Bone was actually repaired into sixteen pieces.

And the bones are crystal clear, which is purer than what she cultivated before.

Could it be that she was rescued? What the hell is going on!

I looked around, there was no red isolation cover around, and the space was gloomy and cold, looking a bit like a prison cell.

It's clear that this can't be.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the door of the cell opened, and when he looked at the door, it was a blood clan.

"Come out." There was a bit of contempt and disdain in the man's eyes.

Phantom Volley was not hypocritical, and followed him out directly.

It's not that Phantom Volley is afraid of them, a blood ghost like the one in front of him is simply soft in the previous life. It's just that the red-haired man neither let her die, nor let him go, or something like that, it's just looking for trouble again.

After following the blood ghost for a while, he was on top of the main hall just now.

"Wait here" didn't wait for the phantom volley reaction and left, as if it would be a shame to give her one more word.

It's a very ordinary thing, it doesn't matter if you're in the sky, being in the upper realm, you are born with an innate sense of superiority, whether it's an alien or a ghost race.

The same was true when the previous life first came to the upper realm, at first it was difficult to reject, and the only thing that could make those people recognize was strength.

And now, she is both a nether and a weak chicken, so there is nothing to disagree with.

In the hall, the illusion is waiting in place, and at the back of the hall, in the huge bedroom, on the soft couch in the red curtain tent, the man in red clothes is stunning, with red hair long to the red carpet behind him, among which the thin hair goes around the chest, closer to a little bewitching, and the jade shoot-like hand half-supports the head, closing his eyes and resting there.

The yin wind blew his long hair and red clothes slightly, showing a bit of evil and unruly.

The previous blood ghost didn't report it, in his opinion, a lowly nether human is not worthy of resting until the master rests, it is already a great honor to be able to see her, and when the lord wakes up, he will naturally go to see her.

I don't know how long it took for the red-haired man to slowly open his phoenix eyes:

"Is the girl awake?"

As soon as he asked, a person immediately appeared out of nowhere, kneeling respectfully on the ground, "I have woken up, waiting in the main hall." ”

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of the man in red's mouth, and he suddenly disappeared.