Shen Qing'er lowered her head and pondered for a while, then asked the question she was most concerned about: "Then how can I meet him?" ”

Ricky was silent, pondering whether to tell her the method.

After all, this sword is now considered useless, and if it becomes her Horcrux, it will not add much effect at all.

Seeing him hesitate, Shen Qing'er urged again, "What is the method?" ”

After giving her a deep look, Riich replied in a deep voice, "Yes." ”

Shen Qing'er's eyes lit up, "What is the method?" ”

"You are an immortal soul, and you have cultivation, your body is full of aura, and you drip blood on the surface of the sword, if he eats your blood, he will have your aura."

Shen Qing'er frowned, stared at the snow sword, and finally picked it up and swiped it lightly on her index finger, and bright red blood overflowed from her delicate index finger, dripping on the sword surface.

Seeing that the blood on the sword face was still undiminished, she was a little anxious.

"Why doesn't Fenlong eat my blood?"

Ruiqi glanced at Xue Jian lightly and responded perfunctorily: "Xu is that his soul is too weak and has fallen into a deep sleep. ”

"How can this work?!"

Shen Qing'er anxiously held up the snow sword and called softly: "Fenlong, wake up quickly!" ”

"Drink my blood."

Still no response.

"What to do?!"

She grabbed Richie's arm anxiously, completely unaware of her trespassing.

"There's no way around it."

"No way!"

How could she let her man sleep inside.

Xu is hearing her call, the blood on the sword surface gradually decreased, and after a while, Shen Qing'er saw a vague figure appear on the sword surface.

Ricky just glanced faintly.

"Now that he has drunk your blood, he has established a connection with you, and will absorb the aura of your immortal soul and rely on your aura to manifest."

"That's great!"

"His soul will absorb more aura as your cultivation increases, and it will become stronger."

Shen Qing'er nodded, "Well, then I must cultivate well." ”

Her bright eyes radiated a bright light, and suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she said with some embarrassment: "By the way, Ruiqi, can you take me and my senior brother out of here?" ”

Facing the woman's pleading eyes, Ruiqi frowned slightly, "Even if you take you, you also want to bring your senior brother?" ”

"Anyway, you have to bring it, so you can bring your senior brother by the way. You are a god, you wouldn't watch my brother die so cruelly, would you? I promise that I will never run around in the future, and I will never cause you any more trouble! ”

"Please!"

"If you don't take my senior brother away, he'll be trained into a Horcrux."

Rui Qi lowered his head and thought, according to Shen Qing'er, the master of the assassination pavilion is the current dean of the Heavenly God Academy, and this dean is really not simple and ambitious.

And if her senior brother can be selected as a material for Horcrux refining, his qualifications are also excellent.

After thinking about it again, he couldn't help Shen Qing'er's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and he finally spoke: "This is the last time I will help you, after this time, you must cultivate well and become strong yourself." As for whether I live or die in the future, I will not appear again. ”

Shen Qing'er nodded seriously, "Okay!" Thank you! ”

With a wave of Rich's sleeve, a huge wind force appeared in his hand, and the guards in front of him who were connected to the door were knocked out several meters away.

Shen Qing'er sighed: "Ruiqi, you are too powerful!" ”