The sweet taste flowed through the tip of her tongue, greedily grabbing it, and the spiritual power swam through her body, making her □□ harder and harder.

So much so that she didn't know when she pressed him under her, but under such a careful taste, the spiritual power in his blood surpassed that of any person, and it was just such a trace of absorption, which had surpassed all the blood of Zhou Li yesterday.

"That's enough." Just as she was eating tirelessly, Rong Hua was drunk but firmly tied to her, holding her in his arms, but not allowing her lips to be able to touch his, "What kind of evil skill?" ”

"Let it go." Murong Yinzhu couldn't move.

"Don't let go." Rong Hua said drunkly, his voice was rarely serious, "What kind of evil skill is it?" I just figured out that you kissed me three times and twice, just for the blood, just like you did to Zhou Li. ”

The answer to his question was Murong Yinzhu's attack, the reason why she suddenly got drunk on Rong Hua was to test her thoughts, spiritual power is actually linked to blood, and sure enough, now that the spiritual power in her body is full, she should be able to use spells.

She sealed with one hand, and her spiritual power gathered at her fingertips, and the two of them were almost zero distance now, so she didn't believe that Rong Huadrunk could still dodge her attack.

However, she still underestimated Rong Huazui's strength, and just after condensing her spiritual power, a dazzling white light, Rong Huazui suddenly disappeared, and Murong Yinzhu was suddenly slammed on the bed board.

She moved extremely fast, turned over and got out of bed, Rong Huadrunk really stood by the bed, he raised his hand, and put his fingers on Murong Yinzhu's neck: "Don't move, otherwise I won't be polite." ”

Murderous and dangerous, Rong Hua's drunkenness at this time was no less oppressive than when she first saw Murong De.

It's a pity that people with bare hands can't kill her, Murong Yinzhu's eyes didn't blink, and there was no pause, her hands were sealed, and a dazzling black light appeared in her palm, and she slapped it towards Rong Hua's chest without hesitation.

It turned out to be Heimang, and her spiritual power was white before.

"You!" Rong Huazhui didn't expect Murong Yinzhu to be so desperate, he flashed over and hurriedly said, "Stop, don't fight, if you continue to fight, someone will find out." ”

Murong Yinzhu stopped and stared at him: "You go, I will complete our deal." ”

"Don't be so ruthless." It's just that in a moment, he was completely murderous again, and the hippie smile looked the same as always, "Do you expect that I won't kill you?" ”

"You can't kill me." Murong Yinzhu was very determined.

"I've been wondering, why can you be so fearless?" Rong Huadrunk frowned, as if he was very depressed, "It seems that he doesn't care about anything." ”

"Because I have no desire."

"Why? I don't believe it, you must have something to desire, otherwise it would be too boring for you to live. Rong Huadrunk fully showed the essence of his talking basket, "You see, I didn't want it originally, because I had everything I wanted, but it was boring, so I went to find what I wanted, so that I had a new goal, a new motivation, and it was a little bit interesting to live." ”

"You're bored." Murong Yinzhu replied, closed her eyes and sat on the edge of the bed, carefully probing the condition of her spiritual power, because the spiritual power brought by the blood was still there, but without her making any movements, those spiritual powers sank into the dead dantian little by little.

It seems that the dantian is a whirlpool, sucking all the spiritual power into it, and it is like a bottomless pit, and the inhaled spiritual power can no longer be taken out, and it is not known where to go.