It was night, and the moon was silent, so Lin Xiaofan, who had planned to only perform the mosquito Dafa in front of his half-mountain cave mansion, simply chose the location at the top of Huangyun Peak.

The higher terrain here, closer to the moon, and the heavier yin qi, should work best.

There is no time to lose.

By twelve o'clock in the evening, Lin Xiaofan was already meditating on a rock on the top of the mountain in the moonlight like water, and the little mosquito that was already full of blood was held in his palm.

The little mosquito is quiet, as quiet as a dead thing.

But Lin Xiaofan knew that if anyone in the world dared to underestimate this inconspicuous little thing and be stung by it, then the consequences would be very serious.

The cow is like the scorching sun, and it still can't withstand the sting of the little mosquito, Lin Xiaofan really can't think of anyone in this Tianyun Continent who can resist it.

Maybe someone who lives in a condom forever can?

Of course, this set is best made of fine iron, otherwise even if the slightest flaw is exposed, the little mosquito will definitely not miss it.

Sting others, just like pimples growing on others, Lin Xiaofan will definitely not feel distressed.

But now sting yourself...... It's a fucking pervert.

But what else can be done besides such an experiment?

Is it really as An Lushan said, disemboweling and disemboweling the dantian?

In that case, even if An Lushan really had that suturing technique, he wouldn't have the ability to discover the Soul Absorbing Vine.

This is an inevitable thing - although An Lushan can, but after all, the flesh is a mortal, how can he find such a spiritual thing as the root of the soul absorption?

Even if you can perceive its existence from time to time, it is only on this full moon night that you can discover its true form for two or three minutes, or even less.

So when Lin Xiaofan waited for this hour, he would never hesitate, and the little mosquito followed the instructions, from the mouth to the throat to the esophagus to the stomach, and then Lin Xiaofan seemed to have an illusion, the little mosquito had jumped into the dantian, lying on the sponge-like state of the soul-absorbing root, without hesitation, the small mouth was pierced, and the blood of the contract was injected into the soul-absorbing root like a needle.

And the whole process from output to delivery takes almost no more than a second, which is simply an instantaneous operation.

The root of the soul sucking is hiding in Lin Xiaofan's dantian, it is already in a dormant state, and although it has opened its spiritual intelligence, it is only at the level of a baby after all, although it has already sensed the danger, but before it has time to react, it has already become the "prisoner" of the little mosquito, that is, it has become Lin Xiaofan's contract.

At the same time, the little mosquito finished the work after losing the blood of the contract, and did not stop for half a minute, and did not know how it was, as if it teleported, it returned to the brick space, and began to regain blood for a long time.

Maybe the next time it opens, it's going to be another year later!?

That's all later, Lin Xiaofan didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Now he was almost overjoyed - the long-lost aura felt like it was back.

Lin Xiaofan couldn't wait to run the "Water and Fire Formula", and sure enough, he found that the spiritual power "swished" and began to circulate every day.

"Mom, I made it!"

Lin Xiaofan was so excited that he almost yelled hysterically, but fortunately, the voice reached his throat, but he remembered that this was Huangyun Peak, one of the important places of the Liuyun Sect, although there were no other people here, but if he really wanted to shout, it was hard to guarantee that he would not attract ninth-level masters from other peaks.

How can you understand the ability of a ninth-level master?

So Lin Xiaofan finally lowered his voice and celebrated his success with his mother.

In addition to being excited, Lin Xiaofan finally remembered the root of the soul absorbing - theoretically speaking, this product has been contracted by himself, and it is no longer harmless to himself.

So what should be done with it?

But when he looked at the dantian, he was shocked—the root of the soul sucking was gone......