Guo Ning licked her lips and looked at the two of them indifferently: "Hurry up." ”

The two maids dragged the man to the garden, dug a big pit with a shovel, and buried the man in three or two blows.

Wash off the blood on your face.

Guo Ning sat in front of the dresser, stunned, suddenly felt that his body hurt like a pinprick, his face became as white as paper, and he hurriedly stumbled to the side of the bed and lay down on the bed.

But the maid was not there, and no one showed Guo Ning's discomfort.

It took a while.

Guo Ning was sweating profusely, panting for a long time, and took two deep breaths before he felt that he was finally alive.

Guo Ning shouted weakly: "Water... water..."

It was already the middle of the night.

The maid sat on the threshold outside, napping.

I didn't hear Guo Ning's fragile call at all.

Guo Ning shouted a few times, but no one answered, so he licked his lips and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

The night was dark.

Guo Ning had a white aura around his head, looking extremely mellow.

But there were wisps of spiral and flew out of the six gates, flying towards the blood pool of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Qianjibai's excessive hand condensed the white aura into the palm of his hand, the corners of his lips hooked a weird smile, and the thin lips that were as red as blood moved slightly: "The Atmospheric Fortune is really much more useful than the True Dragon National Fortune." ”

The dark red snake scales of the Heavenly Demon Python glowed with a cold glow, coiling its head in front of Qianji.

"Hiss-"

I want to eat.

The snake pupil blinked, and the heavenly demon python stared directly at the white spiritual power in the palm of Qianji's palm, and Xinzi confided out, and the color of coveting it was self-evident.

"It's okay for you to eat." Qianji raised his other hand, stroked the snake's head, and said in a rather gloomy tone: "It's just... Your magic elixir must be given to this seat. ”

"Hiss——!"

The Heavenly Demon Python heard something terrifying, and was so frightened that it suddenly retracted its head.

The body smashed into the pool of blood, and the blood splattered half a foot high.

Qianji's eyes narrowed slightly: "Don't want to?" ”

"Hiss-"

Unwilling.

Qianji was silent for a moment, stared at the blood pool for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "Recently, I have eaten too much of the big supplement, did it make up for your brain?" How dare you disobey this seat? ”

The Tongtian Demon Python was originally presented by the Beirong Kingdom a thousand years ago.

He has cultivated in this blood pool for thousands of years, relying on the aura of the Heavenly Master and the demons and monsters for food.

Usually the most is to listen to the words of the master of the thousand machines.

Now that I've eaten something good, I've learned to float.

Qianji sneered, raised his hand and smashed the white aura in his palm into the blood pool.

"Hiss-"

It's so comfortable.

The Tongtian Demon Python rolled in the pool of blood with its tail cocked, and was very happy, as if it had eaten the most delicious thing in the world, which was even better than your real dragon national fortune.

Qianji pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, and said meaninglessly: "Enjoy the happy time now." ”

After that, he turned around and left with his body full of color.

…

After a night.

Guo Ning's body became even weaker.

The lip flap is not a little bright, and if you take two more steps, you will get dizzy.

"Miss, will you find a doctor for you?"

She leaned on the head of the bed, rubbed her temples with her fingertips, and refused: "No, it's in vain to see it." ”

I'm afraid her body won't last long.

Dizzy for two days.

On the day Ye Bufan rushed back from Yizhou.

Guo Ning's head was magically not dizzy, and her complexion was still ruddy, as if she had eaten a panacea.

If Yinling says this, he will definitely sigh: The heroine's aura is awesome, how can she be reluctant.

Maybe she won't help the original owner avenge it, this Guo Ning can still survive to seventy or eighty years old by relying on this broken body.