Hearing this, Ah Sheng's blank face gradually regained a little brilliance, but the trance and confusion in the depths of his pupils were difficult to settle.

She muttered to herself, "I see...... So that's it...... It's me who is too careful.

He...... That man is long gone, and he has been in the Bloodbaby Tree since he was buried in the Tree of the Bloodborn...... How could it be ......"

Blood Baby Tree?

For some reason, hearing these three words, Ling Tiansu suddenly had a headache, like a thunder rod falling in his mind and smashing out lightning and flint, a fleeting memory.

The pain was like a memory, it came and went away quickly.

Ling Tiansu's face was pale, and his back was cold.

He blankly raised his blood-stained palm and covered his heart, his heart still beating vigorously.

It's just that for some reason, I always feel that something is missing in my heart......

Ah Sheng slowly squatted down, stretched out his finger and pointed at Ling Tiansu's eyebrows and soul platform, investigating the injuries in his body for him.

It was only when her fingers settled that she realized that her hands were shaking so much.

After taking a deep breath, she said softly: "Since you are fortunate enough to learn the Daoism of Shura, it can be regarded as a fate with me, and you saved my life, and I owe you even more."

After I finish understanding the important things of the Great Wheel Ming Palace, I will return my affection to you, and fly you into my Netherworld Palace, and from then on, I will be a member of the gods. ”

Ling Tiansu smiled slightly: "No need, my family and relatives are in the world, I don't mean to become a god and ascend, thank you Miss Asheng for your kindness." ”

Ah Sheng was stunned: "People in the world practice for the sake of crossing the tribulation and ascending, are you unwilling?"

She pondered for a moment: "Okay, everyone has their own ambitions, I don't force it." Since you don't want to accept my kindness, then ......"

She really couldn't think of any way to repay the favor for saving her life.

Ling Tiansu saw that she was embarrassed, and answered: "Then it's better for the girl to cure my hands and feet, it's bald, it's really ugly." ”

Ah Sheng's eyes narrowed again, with a little scrutiny of suspicion: "The injuries on your hands and feet are completely broken, and the demon bones have lost their spirituality, why do you think I can heal your injuries?"

Ling Tiansu's heart jumped, but his face did not change: "You are a god clan, the daughter of the Netherworld God Venerable, there must be a lot of elixir in your hand, and it is difficult to get you to heal this little injury." ”

Ah Sheng lowered his body and looked at Ling Tiansu's eyes very closely, as if he wanted to see something inside.

After the ceremony, she slowly stood up and said, "I'm sorry, even if it's a god clan, your injury may not be very good to heal, but you are very lucky to meet me."

Before I practiced the way of the sword, I was more proficient in the Danshu, and your injury, for me, is really not difficult to treat. ”

Although this seemingly simple sentence is full of seduction, if it were someone else, he would definitely be curious to ask why he abandoned the Danshu and changed to kendo.

But Ling Tiansu was not fooled, he nodded repeatedly: "Okay, good." ”

Ah Sheng's eyes were slightly disappointed, but he didn't say anything more.

......

......

The ancient path in the Abyss Hall was still deserted.

The blue mirror light shines on the earth, and sometimes there are pedestrians hurrying through the streets, but they linger as if they can't find a way out.

People who don't have battle merit points to exchange for the cultivation room are like skinned sheep, sprinkled with salt and spices, and the aroma of roasted meat is overflowing.

Wandering helplessly in front of hungry hunters, waiting for someone to bite down.

Soon, the daily screams resounded through the long street.

In the cultivation rooms on both sides of the ancient road, there was still a steady sound of dark power gushing out.

And the pedestrians who were still wandering in the street have turned into cold corpses, hanging upside down in the corners.

It won't be long before someone will take care of it.

Although this kind of weak person who can't afford to buy a cultivation room, he must have very few combat merit points.

But for the bullies and predators here, mosquito meat is also meat.

In particular, there is no currency here, and things like spirit stone pills and exotic treasures cannot be exchanged privately.

It's hard to protect these poor ghosts who don't seem to have any combat merits, but in fact, their trouser pockets are full, and what they robbed is these spirit stone treasures.

Although it is not valuable here, it is of great help for spiritual healing.

The Abyss Temple has never stopped maintaining this kind of behavior, and even advocates it.

In a dark alley, a young man with a wide placket is shouldering a large knife.

There was a straw in his mouth, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of rage.

He sat on top of the stacks of wooden crates, his feet resting rhythmically on the ground.

looked at the results of today's robbery on the ground with disdain, and spat out the straw in his mouth.

The man was dissatisfied: "What the hell, after a few days, you robbed all these things? Didn't I remember that a lot of new people came in a few days ago? Why? are they all poor ghosts?"

A group of younger brothers under him coveted each other: "This, Brother Huyan, this group of newcomers should be slaughtered." Damn! Everyone looked at the bull angry and brightly dressed, and thought it was amazing.

As a result, the Senying tribe did not dare to enter, and as soon as the day of the cultivation room came, they rushed out one by one, and the things on their bodies were all here. ”

The man who resisted the knife snorted again: "Fuck the shit! It's not fun, it's not fun! This thing is not enough for Uncle Ben to stuff between his teeth, tell you, if Uncle Ben has no meat to eat, he will slaughter you." ”

After speaking, he smiled, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth.

The bodies of the people under him shook violently, as if they were extremely afraid.

This person's name is Huyan Tingzang, a person from the Spiritual Realm Snow Region.

The head of the family in this generation is orthodox, but it's a pity that when it comes to him, he awakens the Shura bloodline and is abandoned by the clan and enters the temple.

At a young age, he has a long and secluded realm, and he clearly has good skills, but he is greedy for life and afraid of death, and he is unwilling to enter the forest and underworld tribe to earn his own battle points.

Behind him, there was a palace attendant who recognized him as the eldest brother, and he had a little power in his hands.

In addition, the strength realm is not bad, and the average commander respects him and fears him, which can be described as a bully.

On weekdays, he specializes in bullying newcomers, and if a newcomer earns battle merit points, he comes out of the forest tribe.

On the way to the cultivation room, this person will rob them of all their combat merits in advance, and their style of acting is extremely imperious and unreasonable.

Then some people were terrified, and if they were hungry and thirsty, they would be stabbed against them.

couldn't help but lead to the troubled water: "That...... Brother Huyan, this group of people is a little poor, but I inquired about it, a few days ago, among the newcomers, there was a kid who was extremely good, and he got special treatment as soon as he came.

Ordinary people's cultivation rooms are three or five days, but he has seven days, and I heard that the kid also brought an unconscious beauty with him. ”

Hu Yantingzang sneered lightly: "Seven days is not bad, but now it's only six days have passed, is it possible that you still want Lao Tzu to wait for him for another day? ”

The man immediately rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Huyan doesn't know, that beauty is not small, the little one has inquired, the characters who came out of the Fengyuan Palace are still the proud disciples of the palace master." ”

Hu Yanting's back straightened suddenly, and his indifferent eyes were suddenly fiery.

He couldn't help but lower his voice, with a little disbelief: "Phoenix Fall Palace? Or Feng Se's proud disciple?

"Yes, yes, yes! ”

"Damn!" Hu Yanting slammed down with a fist, and the wooden box under him was shattered.

His eyes lit up, his eyes flashed with a fiery desire for possession, and he grinned, his sharp teeth like a tiger staring at its prey about to eat.

"The phoenix also fell to the abyss hall one day, five years ago Lao Tzu had to see it, this fairy goddess-like figure, it is really haunting people's dreams to this day, and I thought that it would be difficult to kiss Fangze in this life, and regret it for life.

Tut-tut, now that fate has sent you to Lao Tzu, if Lao Tzu doesn't make a good fuss, I'm probably a little sorry for your painstaking dedication of thousands of miles. ”

"Huyan...... Big brother, there is one day left before this seven-day time limit, are you going to go now?"

Seeing the back of him carrying a knife, someone reminded in horror.

"It's ridiculous, I want a beauty, I can't wait for a moment!"

Huyan Tingzang is a man who does what he says, and he also has a lot of privileges on this path.

Although the explanatory text stipulates that the date of the cultivation room has not arrived, outsiders are not allowed to interfere.

But this area of dark servants is afraid of the palace attendant behind him, and most of them will turn a blind eye to some of his deviant behaviors, let alone stand up for a newcomer.

Anyway, the permissions for the sixth and seventh days were also given by the secret attendants.

One day more and one day less doesn't make much sense.

Bang!!!

Yin Si, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed and meditating, slowly opened his phoenix eyes and looked at the uninvited guest at the door calmly.

The fiery gaze of the anti-knife young man fell on Yin Si Tian's beautiful face, and his eyes flashed with a trace of scarlet desire.

He approached the cultivation room loudly, and said in a rampant tone: "I know you, Phoenix Er Yin Si Leaning. ”

Yin Sitian retracted his gaze very calmly, and glanced in the direction of Cang Lian, at this moment she was completely silent, wrapped in a crystal black sphere, and could not see the whole picture.

Hu Yan Tingzang hated this feeling of being ignored by the woman he liked, and while staring greedily at her Ruoxue's skin between the tightly folded collars, he said with a fierce expression:

"It's all down to this, what are you still pretending to be there! Do you know what kind of place this is? Do you know who has the final say here?!"

Yin Si tilted his head and played with the frost-colored jade flute in his hand, but the look in his eyes when playing with the flute seemed to be a little different from usual.

Her eyes were as calm as a cold pool, undisturbed, and so deep that it was a little difficult to see.

She spoke slowly, her voice as indifferent as smoke: "Abyss Palace, the hall master here has the final say." ”

The answer was very correct, but it made Hu Yanting's face stagnate.

No matter how arrogant he was, he didn't dare to argue with the hall master.

Therefore, he mistakenly thought that she was using the rules and the hall master to pressure him.

With a smile, he walked in the direction of the stone bed: "Don't be naïve, do you think the hall master is back to take care of our? Before the seven-day time limit has expired, I appeared here, I know that you are angry, but what's the use?"

"Angry?" The woman on the stone bed looked calm and cold, and began to make up the spirit stones on the bed: "I won't be angry about such a boring thing. ”

(ps: out of context or something, doesn't exist!)