"Huang Quan, what will happen if I steal all of Yingzheng's dragon qi?"

Xia Bai asked in his mind.

He felt good at this time, if he could absorb all these dragon qi, wouldn't he be able to become a child of destiny?

The turbid yellow giant snake was about to answer, but suddenly remembered something, and felt a tremble.

"Xia Bai, I think your trouble is coming..."

As soon as the words fell.

Xia Bai only felt a cramp in his abdomen suddenly rise, he was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that the wisp of dragon qi he had just stolen seemed to have awakened and began to swim.

Every time it moved, Xia Bai only felt as if his soul had been cut by a knife.

"Zheng'er, there is an urgent matter for the teacher, you first regulate your luck and digest the true qi that the teacher has just given you. ”

Xia Bai didn't dare to stay any longer, so he hurriedly finished explaining.

It's the figure that flashes out like a ghost.

And a golden dragon-shaped aura went through the initial swimming and temptation in his dantian, and it seemed to have doubts, and the movements became bigger and bigger.

Every movement is like a knife in Xia Bai's abdomen.

Similar to Xia Bai.

Ying Zheng was also extremely uncomfortable at this time, because when Xia Bai stole his dragon qi, he also absorbed a trace of sword qi.

This wisp of pure knife qi made him suddenly start to have extremely abdominal pain at this time, so he hurriedly sat down cross-legged, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and then covered his abdomen and let out a low cry of pain.

...

Under the late autumn sky.

A ghostly figure was running wildly in the depths of the North Mountain outside Xianyang, the capital of the Qin Dynasty.

Suddenly, the figure staggered into the depths of the woods, curled up in a ball.

It seems to have alarmed the surrounding birds of prey.

Soon, a few Northland wolves, looking for prey, poked out from behind the dead trees, trampled on the dead leaves, and gradually approached the seemingly injured man.

Spread around.

The Northland wolf was tall, white, but extremely fierce, and at this time let out a low whimper, observing the trembling man on the ground around him, ready to pounce.

But the man suddenly looked up, revealing a pair of golden eyes that remained.

The Northland wolves were suddenly startled and ran away with a grief.

Not long after, another python swam over, but when I saw those golden eyes, it was like seeing a natural enemy, and I turned my head and swam away again.

The man who fell to the ground clenched his fingers and pinched his nails into his palms.

The black hair was messy, revealing a beautiful face behind it.

His body was trembling because his internal organs were being torn apart.

This person is really Xia Bai.

The dragon qi that he had stolen seemed to have been thoroughly perceived, and its movements became bigger and bigger, and even began to rampage through his body.

Between swimming, it brought up an extremely rich golden flame that jumped and jumped.

"Patience... Endure..."

Xia Bai knelt on the ground, his whole body spasmed in pain.

The skin of his whole body also began to slowly turn a terrifying golden yellow, and under the skin, there was a bulge, like a long snake swimming under his skin.

"What's going on?"

Xia Bai forcibly endured the pain like Ling Chi and asked.

"Xia Bai... You have seized something that you should not touch, dragon qi, it is transformed by divine blood, divine blood is the convergence of powerful forces, advance can be turned into luck, retreat will also become an incurable poison. It's a pity that before... I don't remember. ”

Huang Quan suddenly remembered something, and muttered, "Xia Bai, you will never be able to fuse this drop of divine blood... Push it out of your body, it's the only way to live. ”

"No!!"

Xia Bai endured the pain and drank lowly, "I finally got this opportunity to become stronger, how can I give up easily." ”

[The host triggers a near-death state and will no longer take any form of damage]

A feeling of weakness and a strong sense of slumber came.

Xia Baiqiang was in good spirits, at this time he had already recovered his appearance, and then dragged his body, hiding himself behind a tree, gasping for breath.

The rapid recovery speed put him into pain again.

When it had subsided, he hurriedly picked up a sharp stone and plunged it deep into his heart, which was still half an inch away, and the sharp stone could not be moved any further.

That way, he'll be in a near-death state all the time.

Although painful and weak, it will not recover.

I was waiting for a hint that this was a horror point, but such a hint was delayed.

Xia Bai only felt that the world in front of him was constantly shaking, producing strange overlapping shadows.

He felt that his brain was about to explode.

Is this the power of the gods?

What does he need to divert attention.

Soon, I thought of the "Six-armed Diamond Sutra" in my mind.

Trying to mobilize the Xuan Qi in the scarred dantian to operate, every time it was a real knife cut, like a giant snake swimming on the scorched earth.

When this book is running, it is a complete weakness.

But before falling asleep, Xia Bai tried his best to walk a distance deep into the dense forest.

I woke up in the middle of the night deep in the forest, but it was midnight.

It was extremely cold.

And the golden dragon qi under Xia Bai's skin was still swimming.

If it were someone else, I am afraid that I would have died a long time ago.

Even Huangquan Biluo couldn't help but sigh...

Day 2.

For a whole day, the golden dragon qi was still in a state where it could not be fused.

Day 3...

Still so.

Xia Bai sat day after day.

On the fourth day, he sighed lightly and decided to force this dragon qi out of his body first, and then talk about it later.

...

After the time of three sticks of incense.

Xia Bai held a piece of condensed amber like a teardrop in his hand.

This is the condensation of dragon qi.

Holding the teardrop in the palm of his hand, he could also feel the scorching burning in his palm.

Obviously, this item cannot be stored properly.

At this moment, the value of Biluo is reflected.

This little white face with long hair and bloody lips volunteered to swallow the dragon qi into his stomach.

Huang Quan said: "Biluo's body is an independent space where anything can be stored. ”

Xia Bai couldn't take care of these anymore, he needed time to rest and recover.

After spending about three or four days in the dense forest, he slowly recovered, got up and went to Xianyang Street, changed into a set of clothes, and turned into Xiang Bai again and went to Lu Mansion.

It is not uncommon for the doormen to not return when they are away, which does not arouse much suspicion.

On the second day after his return, Ying Zheng knocked on the door and said that his skills had broken through.

Xia Bai also gained something, although he was not able to absorb the dragon qi, but it seemed that his own skill had faintly entered another layer, and the true qi that was scattered was no longer like a thin veil, but in the form of a liquid.

And this sign, above the realm, is a sign of the promotion from the fourth-rank sara to the third-rank shower.

And with that dragon qi, he can absorb it at any time, and one day, if he can obtain this dragon qi, then there will be an extremely terrifying breakthrough in strength.

After chatting casually with Ying Zheng for a while, he expelled the apprentice from the house in the name of rest.

Lying on the bed with his eyes closed, Xia Bai began to quietly think about how to sabotage the gambling fight between King Qin and Chengcheng Zhai.

He can't let the Legalists win, otherwise Yingzheng will go down the arranged path.