The extreme pain of the bone erosion quickly spread to her whole body, as if it was about to swallow her, and her breathing was a little shorter and heavier, and it became extremely difficult.

Taking a deep breath and trying to stabilize her breath, the woman raised her hand slightly, her hands were clenched tightly, her nails were embedded in her palms, and her face quickly turned pale.

Blood mist splashed, and a heavy smell of blood filled the air, glowing with a bewitching blood.

Lazily leaning on the huge body of the spirit lion, Nan Shiyan clasped his hands to his chest, with a warm smile on his face, looking at the diffuse blood not far away with interest, but there was a layer of indifference at the bottom of his eyes.

As if remembering something, Nan Shiyan raised his hand slightly, glanced at Xuan Tong, who was cold, raised his eyebrows, retracted his gaze, and leaned towards the spirit lion, the corners of his mouth hooked a faint arc.

It seems that after many years, the senior brother still hasn't changed.

His methods have not changed.

It's still as simple and crude.

This kind of suppression of strength is indeed very touching to watch.

That woman will definitely not die today, after all, it is still useful to keep her.

But it's true that she wants to live rather than die.

Senior brother's methods, he knows very well.

Moreover, the woman is so good that she can't die, and she wants to attack Ling'er, but she even puts on a face that is no different from Ling'er, and wants to frame Ling'er, which is even more dead.

No one can save her.

It's a pity.

A simple and rude way to die, the woman is unlucky.

Waiting for her, there is only a simple and crude abuse method.

With a few chuckles, Nan Shiyan's interest became even stronger, not at all like he was watching this bloody scene, but like a small gathering of friends on a summer afternoon, revealing an obvious sense of leisure, lazy and lazy.

Laid back, of course.

After all, he hadn't seen his senior brother so abusive for a long time.

Nan Shiyan still remembers that back then, after Ling'er had just sealed the poison in her body for a period of time, because her body was too weak to invoke spiritual power and needed to recuperate, she rested for a few days.

However, in the process of cultivating the mental method, Ling'er was teased by two other senior brothers in the sect and was almost injured.

At that time, he happened to go out to look for the elixir for Ling'er, and when he got the news through the Su Yu fan, he immediately rushed back to the master's gate.

What I saw was Ling'er who was leisurely swinging there, the senior brother with a calm face, and, yes

The two senior brothers who were lying on the ground, with only one breath left.

Of course, it was not a fatal injury, but it was the simplest and most brutal abuse method, which made him feel very painful when he saw it.

I remember that at that time, the senior brother just glanced at the two people very calmly, his voice was flat, without the slightest wave, but it made the two people on the ground who were constantly wailing shiver.

The senior brother said: "Recently, the swordsmanship has reached the breakthrough stage, and I saw that their bones were clear, so I casually sealed their spiritual power, and I practiced my swordsmanship with them. ”

Hearing this, he looked at the heavy sword that had already removed all his spiritual power from the side standing majestically, and then looked at the two people on the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was silent.

silent

Sealed the spiritual power.

I practiced swordsmanship.

That's a heavy sword

Even the senior uncle picked it up, and it was a little difficult to pick up the heavy sword, but the senior brother took those two people who were sealed with spiritual power to practice swordsmanship

That's pretty good.

After that, when the two of them saw the senior brother, it was as if they had seen some very terrifying person, and after hurriedly saluting, they ran away without the slightest hesitation.

That look, it must not be an exaggeration to say that it is an escape.

Of course, when they saw Ling'er, the expression was complicated, it seemed to be smiling but not smiling, obviously they couldn't laugh, but they had to be tough, and pulled out a smile that was more tragic than crying, which often made Ling'er very confused.

It would be even more interesting if Ling'er flattened her mouth in front of them.

They were like facing a great enemy, their bodies trembled, and the aura around them changed and changed, trying all kinds of ways to make Ling'er happy.

Even Ling Er twitched the corners of her mouth.

Although the senior brother did not explicitly say how he "practiced swords", but looking at it like this, he could guess a few points.

I have to say that although the senior brother doesn't talk much, he usually looks cold, but his love for the little junior sister is well known to everyone in the master's family.

Of course, the methods of the senior brother are also known to everyone.

Thinking of this, Nan Shiyan couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, his smile was warm, and there was obvious temperature between his warm eyebrows.

But

His brows furrowed slightly, and a dark light crossed his eyes.

Senior brother came here at this time, presumably there was something very important.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to let the senior brother come over in person.

There are so many sword guards in the division, all of them are rare masters, why don't you let them come over?

So, presumably

It's an emergency.

The brows narrowed slightly, Nan Shiyan pursed the corners of his lips, a thoughtful look crossed his eyes, and his complexion still did not change in the slightest, warm as jade.

On the other side, the strong spiritual power continued to oppress the woman's body and meridians, and there was a crisp "click" sound between the bones, and the extreme pain spread to the whole body at an extremely fast speed, and the blood in the whole body seemed to speed up the flow speed, bringing a feeling of spasm.

The white teeth bit the lower lip stubbornly, and the faint color of blood appeared, and the crystal beads of sweat continued to slide down the woman's cheeks.

Xiao Dong and Xiao Qiu had already received the impact of spiritual power, and their hair was flying in the violent wind, and there was an unbearable stinging sensation on their faces.

The wounds on the beast's body continued to tear, forming deep scars that could be seen in the bones, blood kept gushing out, the body kept twitching, and the huge body lay on the ground weakly, making a slight whimpering sound.

The sound of the air tearing was incessant, and a huge roar hit everyone's eardrums, and dust flew up, fascinating the sight.

Su Yunran's body moved, changed his sitting position, put his feet on one side, his hands on both sides of his body, facing the woman, his feet swaying restlessly, and the embroidered shoes were delicate and exquisite, as if there was a soft moonlight flowing slowly on them.

Looking at Su Yunran's little appearance of watching the play, Xuan Yun lowered her head slightly, her eyes swept over her smiling eyebrows, her face couldn't help but be slightly moved, and her big palm gently pressed on the top of her hair and rubbed it gently.

The thin eyebrows were raised slightly, Su Yunran's gaze moved up slightly, looking at Xuan Yun's cold chin, smiling lightly, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, his feet shook a few times, the snow-colored Gong Qian raised a playful arc, and the pearl and jade at the end jingled.

His eyebrows and eyes softened a little, and Xuan Tong spoke softly, with a little caution.

"Are you tired?"

"Not tired."

Su Yunran shook his head and smiled brightly.

"Is Senior Brother tired?"