202. Restore spiritual power

Looking at the ink pupils in his arms with a dead look and no reaction, Feng Yiling carefully placed her on the (bed chuáng), for fear of hurting her, and at the same time condensed the [Spiritual Power Realm] to treat her.

However, the five Scattered Spirit Tarsal Bone Nails continued to devour and disperse the spiritual power that he had transformed into her body through the [Realm of Spiritual Power].

An hour passed, and Mo Tong did not wake up, but Feng Yiling broke out in a cold sweat, and even a little pale. If you don't remove the remaining five scattered tarsal nails, don't think about it in this life!

After making up his mind, Feng Yiling put away his spiritual power, and at this time, the sky was already bright, and countless chimneys were curling with cooking smoke. Just as he was about to visit the master, Feng Weiyang suddenly called and asked him when he would go back, saying that they were all waiting for him in the imperial capital to have something important to discuss! This one they include the ink pupil, the ink is dustless!

Feng Yiling's heart suddenly chuckled, like a broken string, his mind was suddenly blank, and even his breathing was blocked!

Mo Tong is waiting for him in the imperial capital!

Mo Tong is waiting for him in the imperial capital!

Who is this person in front of you?

Ghost Avatar (身shēn)?

Feng Yiling was stunned for a minute, and then asked Feng Weiyang to hand over the phone to Mo Tong, and her soft and glutinous voice suddenly rang in her ears! With a little sweetness, with a little bit of a little woman's (delicate jiāo) atmosphere! There is indeed an ink pupil on the other end of the phone!

Feng Yiling walked quickly to the side of the (bed chuáng), opened the quilt and looked at Mo Tong's left wrist, she was too anxious just now, she didn't notice that her wrist was empty ((swing dàng) dàng) ((swing dàng) dàng), there was no master's bracelet, and that bracelet was still on her wrist a few days ago!

Although the bracelet can recognize the owner, it is not impossible to take it off, but anyone whose spiritual power is stronger than the original owner can take it off! The ink pupil has been drained of spiritual power in the Mo family, and any spiritual cultivator can take it off, although it can't make it recognize the owner, but anyone can wear it to make a decoration on the wrist!

Feng Yiling hung up the phone, he didn't hear what they said next, and all his thoughts were on Mo Tong (身shēn).

These two ink pupils not only have the same appearance and smell, but even the five scattered tarsal nails on (身shēn) are the same! This kind of thing is not a pot sticker cake on the bad street, it can be said that it is rare in a hundred years, which is the basis for him to believe in their evil without defense!

Thinking back to all kinds of ink pupils in the past, all the trajectory deviations started from her self-announcement of marriage! Has the ink pupil been replaced since that time?

Looking at the ink pupil in front of him, Feng Yiling suddenly felt heartache and contradiction, although he didn't want her to be true, but he didn't want the whole (day rì) to be obsessed with Mo Wuchen was true!!

Feng Yiling put down her phone, put her ink pupils on her side, and raised her hand to tear off a large piece of the pink gauze skirt on her, revealing her smooth and white back. There is a secret on her back that no one in the world knows, except for him, maybe Mo Tong himself doesn't know!

The illusion of calm will cover everything up, and if it is true, it must not be fake, and what is false cannot be true!

Suddenly, Feng Yiling's heart swelled with throbbing, and even he didn't know if this could be defined as expectation. Looking at the smooth and thin back, he bit his index finger and smeared blood on Mo Pupil's vest again and again

Draw it! Slowly, on the blood-stained skin, a pair of palm-sized wing-shaped birthmarks with dead ashes appeared.

Feng Yiling's hand suddenly froze, there is no need to say more, this ink pupil is his ink pupil!

Although I don't know if there is also such a birthmark on the back of the imperial capital, but this one in front of me is enough!

For him, it was enough to prove everything!

Feng Yiling wiped the blood off Mo Pupil's back, gently flattened her, and pulled the quilt over to cover her. At this moment, there was a knock on the door that they had agreed to make, which meant that what they were looking for had been found!

Feng Yiling stood up straight and looked at the empty door, "You go back to report to your wife first, and the victims of this operation will be compensated according to the previous practice." ”

"For the rest, please contact Wei Chi."

The empty door was still empty, but there was a small box. Feng Yiling raised his hand, and the box flew over. In the box is the nameplate of those who lost their lives in this operation.

Feng Yiling accepted the box, took away the turmoil in his heart, the family task was completed, and his next task was to remove the remaining scattered tarsal nails for the ink pupil!

Probably because they had stayed in the body for too long, the five scattered tarsal bone nails actually combined with the body of the ink pupil (body). When he used the method of Qin An's moxibustion to remove it again, Feng Yiling spent most of the day to get rid of the one on his left ankle.

Although the ink pupil was still asleep, each time it was removed, it would cause the qi and blood in her body to surge, and there would be some adverse reactions like lesions. Although Feng Yiling was mentally prepared, he was still scared half to death.

For example, on the night when the scattered tarsal nails on both of her ankles were removed, he happened to go to the bathroom, and when he came back, he saw that all the objects within three meters of her (body shēn) were on fire. If he hadn't extinguished it in time, it is estimated that Mo Tong's life would have been confessed in the fire!

It's really in line with the saying of playing with fire**!

In order to prevent this situation from happening again, Feng Yiling directly moved Mo Tong from the next room to his room.

Although two of the Scattered Soul tarsal nails were pulled out, the ink pupil was still cold like a dead man, with no signs of awakening. Feng Yiling had no choice but to warm her with her own body temperature every day, and at the same time open the [Realm of Spiritual Power], and use her (身shēn) spiritual power to drive her spiritual power to run.

When she jumped off the building and committed suicide and was picked up by the master, she also slept like a dead person for a long time. In view of her situation at the time, the master was Wei (forced bī) bī (temptation yòu) to let the young man of the Qing (春 chūn) and warm the bed for her. It is said that at that time, there was still a beautiful imagination of his future partner in his heart, but he didn't expect it to be on the ink pupil (body shēn)!

Maybe it was at that time that the roots were deep and sprouted! Of course, it was also at that time that he discovered the secret on her back!

Although they are not two childhood sweethearts, they are also on the desert island, and they have been together quite intimately for five years at the age of (love qíng) Dou Chukai. After all, in addition to her, there are cats, dogs and masters on that island.

Before he found her, the master often took him out to make a sound of dogs and horses, and after picking her up, they completely escaped from the world and rarely went out of the island.

If it weren't for the Feng family's struggle for power, his mother urgently needed him to go back, maybe they would have spent their lives with cats and dogs on that desert island!

It's a pity that the reality is really cruel, before he left, his dearest (love) master gave him another threat, and even made him swear poison!

If you can't protect her in this life, you must not be able to (love) her, and even if you are on her, you can't let her know, otherwise, you will not be able to die well.

For the sake of this unfortunate death, he carefully hid all the throbbing, and even accepted all their arrangements for the sake of the family. However, as time passed, the throbbing was like a bone-eating poison, penetrating deep into the bone marrow, and every time she appeared, she had painful attacks!

It is bitter to ask for it, and it is also bitter to look at it from afar!

He will never bear this hardship again!

Looking at the ink pupil in front of (body shēn), Feng Yiling reached out and hugged her into his arms. Listening to her shallow breathing, steady heartbeat, and rare peace and satisfaction in her heart, even the sleepiness improved!

It took Feng Yiling almost a month to completely remove the five scattered tarsal bone nails in the body of the ink pupil. With the removal of the Scattered Spirit Spike, the eight-winged ice sealing array will also be abolished, and the source of ice will be broken, and there will be no regeneration of ice.

The body of the ink pupil began to gradually warm up, and with the careful care of Feng Yiling, the face grew (flesh ròu), and the person became ruddy and full.

On such an ordinary morning, the birds and flowers outside the window, the smoke curling, and the ink pupils in the window finally woke up and opened their eyes.

The pair of sloppy and dead eyes were obviously much better than before, and although they had not regained their clarity, they could still see some light and shadow. With the awakening of the brain, the somatosensory perception has been restored, but the pleasure has not yet been relaxed, and it suddenly solidifies!

A hand was pressed against her waist, and it patted gently as she writhed!

There was a buzz in Mo Tong's skull, and all the clarity turned into chaos again! The owner of that hand was sticking to her (body shēn), breathing evenly, sleeping peacefully, a steady stream of warmth (heat rè) coming from his (body shēn) body, even though through the clothes, he could feel the scorching breath!

Did she accidentally pass out and be asleep? Although she had some thoughts of this before she lost consciousness, she was still not mentally prepared for this to become a reality!

Isn't it the wrong way to open your eyes?

Mo Tong squirmed again, trying to change to a comfortable position and faint to sleep, but who knew that the person behind (body shēn) actually took her into his arms and said in a low voice, "Don't move!" ”

Mo Pupil Hun (身shēn) stiffened, frightened by this low, hoarse magnetic (sex xìng) male voice! Which remote mountainous area was she sold to again?

Isn't it, why is her life so bitter? That Wang Xiaoshuan's family is still waiting for her to wake up before acting, did this person sleep with her regardless of whether she lives or dies?

Mo Tong wanted to cry, but felt angry in his heart. Feel the temperature on that person (body shēn) up close, and suddenly feel that the whole (body shēn) is like being pricked by needles, and every pore is uncomfortable!

So he struggled to turn over (身shēn), trying to get away from the man's arms. At the same time that the man let go of her, he also flipped (身shēn), almost synchronously choosing to flip in the same direction, and then pressed gorgeously on her (身shēn).

Looking at Mo Tong's panicked face, Feng Yiling was sleepy-eyed, hooked his lips and smiled, "Don't let you move, it's really disobedient!" ”

Hearing this, the already fried ink pupils froze on the (bed chuáng), and the pain in his head was greater than before

What's more, there are even countless artillery pieces ringing in the ears, exploding silver and white fireworks all the way!

This is Feng Yiling!

"What, did you sleep stupid?"

Feng Yiling tilted her head, rested her chin on Mo Tong's shoulder, and her lips naturally pressed against her ear, as if mocking rather than mocking, as if smiling rather than smiling.

Excited by Feng Yiling's (hot rè) anger, Mo Tong shrunk his neck, got goosebumps, and instinctively raised his leg to reward him.

Others are in the middle of the arms, but Feng Yiling is in the middle of the lower (body shēn), not to mention how sour it feels! One second he was still blowing on Mo Tong's ear, and the next second he was lying on the bed chuáng, motionless, like a dead dog.

(End of chapter)