Invite Yue was watching the play, and suddenly saw the fire python coming in her direction, and saw Xuantian running with a deep face in the distance, so she couldn't help but wonder. He just sat there and watched, as if he hadn't noticed the danger, and he didn't hide from it.

The fire python knew if it could escape today, and this boy was his only chance, so he ran towards him with all his might, and even ran towards him, and the fire python's body began to shatter from its tail, and it was all made of rock. The anger of resentment gradually left the body.

As long as it can take this young man's body for himself, Xuantian can't help it.

Thinking of this, the face of the fire python, which was still intact and not out of control, showed a hideous laughing expression.

The body of the fire python was all shattered, and the breath of resentment was completely separated from the body, and it flew in towards Ying Yue's forehead.

"Presumptuous!" Behind him, there was the sound of Xuantian's wrath, and then a powerful spiritual power attacked, directly hitting the anger of the gods.

"Ahh The spirit of resentment let out a terrible roar, but he didn't give up, and with the strength of Xuantian, he drilled into Invite Yue's forehead.

Xuantian didn't have time to stop it, so he could only watch as Ying Yue, who was possessed by divine resentment, trembled, and then his eyes turned red, and his body was immediately entangled with the aura of divine resentment.

She seemed to have been completely controlled, and slowly stood up from the ground, her body stiffened like a puppet doll, standing sluggishly, her hands hanging weakly, and then a hideous smile appeared on her delicate and handsome face, and her voice was not as elegant and beautiful as before, but Sen Leng was proud, "Hahahaha, Xuantian, what can you do to me now?" If you want to get rid of me, then you'll have to kill this kid first. ”

"Get out of her." Xuantian's voice was cold, and his eyes were even colder.

"Hahahaha, is the god of Xuantian angry? It seems that 100,000 years ago, when the Chi Min Monarch fought against the Heavenly Realm and killed 3,579 Heavenly Clan Immortal Officials, he never saw you angry. It seems that this kid is very heavy on the artifact. "'Invite Yue' laughed wildly, and touched her face with her hand.

"If you dare to hurt her, today-Benjun will make your soul fly away?" The dust in Xuantian's hands moved slightly, and his body was already full of Ling Ran's murderous aura.

'Invite Yue' looked at Xuantian like this, but he was not afraid, his hand slowly lowered from his face, and then pinched his neck, "Before God makes a move, can you think clearly, is your sword moving fast, or my hand is faster?" Of course, no matter how fast your sword is, it is nothing more than slashing this hand. ”

Xuantian said coldly: "Get out of her body, Benjun will let you go for the time being." ”

"Hahahaha, the gods of Xuantian have always been fair and selfless, iron-faced and ruthless, but now they let me go for a yellow-haired child, which is a rare thing." After 'Invite Yue' was surprised, she began to laugh, and then said with compassion: "However, even if I can escape today, the gods will still find me in the coming days, since this child is so important to the gods, then I will always live in his body." ”

"I gave you a chance." Xuantian's gaze was already cold to the bottom.

"Oh? God's words are too arrogant, if I don't want to come out by myself, what can you do with me? If you forcibly separate me from his weight, even if you can't pull him with me to bury him, he will not be a cripple, but a fool. ”

"Hmph." Xuantian snorted coldly, completely ignoring his threat, his eyes moved slightly, and his body teleported to Invite Yue in an instant, and was about to sacrifice his Yuan Soul, cross into her body, and force out the anger of resentment, but saw Invite Yue's hand on his neck suddenly slowly let go, and then stretched his waist, yawned, and looked like he had just woken up.

Then he looked at Xuantian, the cold smile on his face was swept away, and he suddenly raised a smile like a bright spring breeze, and said, "Oh, I accidentally fell asleep, but the gods are done?" ”

Xuantian was slightly stunned, and the Yuan Soul that was about to leave the body was taken back again, looking at Ying Yue for a while, it was difficult to tell if this was really her, or if the resentful anger deliberately pretended to be her to deceive himself.

"You...... Do you feel any discomfort in your body? Xuantian looked at the resentment that was still circulating around her, and did not dare to relax his vigilance.

"Ah, when God said that, it seemed that my back was really uncomfortable, as if something had climbed on my back, and I felt a little uncomfortable." Saying that, Ying Yue reached out and touched her back, but she didn't touch anything, she couldn't help but wonder, and couldn't help muttering, "It's strange, God, you help me see if there is anything on my back." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled the collar directly, revealing most of her fair skin and beautifully shaped collarbones in an instant.

Although she is now transformed into a man's body, but the large piece of skin exposed is actually no different from her daughter's family, Xuantian was stunned, her throat was slightly tight, and before she could open her mouth to reprimand, she saw a black line that seemed to extend from her back to her round-run shoulders.

His eyes darkened slightly, and then he put his hand on her shoulder, and quickly turned her back, the soft-soft touch of his hand made his breathing slightly unsteady, but he was quickly distracted by the black-pattern on half of her back.

Seeing this pattern, Xuantian could also affirm that it was indeed Ying Yue herself who was talking to him now, although she broke free from the control of the divine resentment and came to her senses, but this divine resentment was still in her body, and it was still embedded in her skin.

If she didn't pull it out, there would be endless troubles, but fortunately, now that she has regained her senses, she will be free from worries, but ......

Xuantian said in a deep voice: "You...... Afraid of pain? ”

When he looked at her past experience on Yinghai Qiongxian Island, he asked if the demon clan would hurt if it was injured, and at that time, Yi Feng said that the demon clan was injured, so it would naturally hurt.

Then he asked, why did she never cry?

Yi Bong said that she was firm in mind and calm and calm, so she didn't cry.

But Xuantian thinks, how can a girl not cry when she is seriously injured?

How stupid do you have to be to not know how to cry?

Ying Yue turned her head and glanced at her back, although she couldn't see what was on her back, she also knew that it must be something bad, so she asked, "What is on my back?" ”

"Anger of God." Xuantian didn't hide it.

"Huh? I just saw God fighting with the fire python, and I accidentally lost my mind, but it took advantage of the void to enter, and God wanted to do whatever he wanted, but please be a little lighter, I'm afraid of pain. ”

Xuantian's eyes moved slightly, and after a while, he said in a low voice, "If the pain is unbearable, cry out." ”

When he said this, his voice was a little hoarse, and when he said it in such a deep voice, it was a rare magnetic sound.

"Okay." Ying Yue nodded in response: "God, please do it." ”

The spiritual power in Xuantian's hand gradually gathered, and then sucked at the group case behind her. As the aura of resentment was gradually sucked away, a roar of unwillingness could be heard, and then the black aura pulled out her flesh and skin.

He could almost see her bones when the flesh was turned up, but she didn't even tremble, let alone cry, from beginning to end.

She said she was afraid of pain, but she still didn't cry.

Ying Yue was staring at the stone slag after the fire dragon was shattered, and she didn't care about the injuries behind her, it was fake to say that it didn't hurt, but she had long been used to this feeling, but she didn't react at all.

Something warm and soft suddenly fell on his back, and the pain behind him also dissipated, Ying Yue was stunned, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble, and Xuantian's low voice came from behind her, "But it hurt you?" ”

This actually sounded a little strange, but Ying Yue didn't notice it, but felt that he seemed to be very close to him, and when he spoke, he could feel his breath spraying on his back.

"No, it doesn't hurt at all." Ying Yue shook her head, although she wondered what the warm sensation was just now, and why those pains disappeared in an instant, she didn't ask.

Xuantian didn't say anything, just straightened up, stretched out his other hand and wiped his lips, lowered his eyes to look at the scarlet on his hand, and subconsciously leaned to his lips and stretched out his tongue - licked - a mouthful.

Her Blood...... Sweet.

Pulling all the resentment qi out of her body, Xuantian narrowed his eyes and directly crushed the resentment qi.

Ying Yue heard the sound of screaming pain, and when she turned around, she happened to see the scene of the divine resentment being wiped out in Xuantian's hands, and couldn't help but say, "Won't the gods bring it back to the heavenly realm to dispose of?" ”

Didn't he bring back the Divine Resentment Qi that he had captured in the South China Sea before? How could it be that this time, it was directly eliminated?

"Benjun gave it a chance, but he didn't cherish it." Xuantian said lightly.

“？” Ying Yue looked at him with a confused expression, as if she didn't understand the meaning of these words. But he could detect that there seemed to be a trace of anger in his indifferent tone.

Xuantian didn't explain, but turned into an elixir, crushed it in his hand, and then applied it to her bloody back.

Ying Yue smelled the fragrance of the medicine, and said: "The gods don't need to waste such good elixir, if this bit of flesh and skin injury is not tightened, it will grow back soon." ”

Xuantian's voice really brought a trace of warmth this time, "Do you have to be so strong?" ”

"......" Ying Yue opened her mouth slightly in shock, and then with a smile in her eyes, she said softly: "I'm just afraid that if I really cry, I will lose my body in front of the gods and annoy the gods." ”

What she said was just a casual remark.

Xuantian said as if he did not doubt him: "There is no need to be like this in front of Benjun, cry when you want to cry, Benjun will not laugh at you." ”

Ying Yue was silent for a long time before she said softly: "I promised someone...... You can't cry. ”

In Xuantian's mind, a man holding a little girl, hurriedly raising his hand to cover her eyes, half praying and half sternly not allowing her to cry.

His brows furrowed, and there was a hint of displeasure in his heart that he didn't even feel aware of.