Ling Tiansu pressed his palms on her shoulders and said in a deep voice: "In addition to that ridiculous method, do you know that there are other ways to cure the poison of the devil Bodhi, if you tell me, I will no longer look at you." ”

It was clearly her own request, but when Ling Tiansu said the words 'I don't look at you anymore' according to her words, the despair in her muddy eyes was even deeper.

She buried her head back in her knees, no matter how Ling Tiansu asked, she always only had those four words.

Don't look at me......

In front of him, she will always be humble as dust, even if he stares seriously at him for a while, it will always be when she is most embarrassed.

The hands on Wu Ying's shoulders were slightly stiff, and the touch under the palms told him that this body seemed to be filled with cold water from the Yellow Spring, and Wu Ying's faint intermittent breathing seemed to be likely to be annihilated with this cold body at any time.

Even though he could easily take down Wu Ying at this moment, Ling Tiansu couldn't afford to feel half a sense of joy in his heart.

Although he could crush Wu Ying to the ground without half an effort at this moment, the sharp blade of the sword slashed her throat, and the cold blood wrapped in the curse gradually filled the earth.

But what's the use of that?

He has never been able to know from Wu Ying that the way to redeem Qingyi, even if he has the intention to take her away and bring her back to the Jin Kingdom at this moment, with Wu Ying's appearance, I am afraid that she has fallen before she arrives in the Jin Kingdom.

Ling Tiansu kept comforting himself, the young eunuch once said that in the past few years, Wu Ying had been suffering from the Ghost Lan flail curse all year round, and he was able to overcome every hardship.

This time......

This time it will definitely be ......

Before this thought was completely settled, Ling Tiansu's eyes shrank fiercely, but he was attracted by a terrifying scar under Wu Ying's clothes.

The scars of the rift were like magma spreading and flowing, extending all the way to the heart, and there was a faint cold blackness between the bright red veins.

Different from the black of the Ghost Lan Shackle Spell, that black intent has a highly poisonous color, as if it was stabbed open by the tail sting of a poisonous scorpion, pouring venom into the body, like a life amulet, releasing the power of the Ghost Lan Shackle Spell to the extreme.

Ling Tiansu's breathing tightened suddenly, and without hesitation, he curled up Wu Ying into an iron-like body and reported it to the bed, and forcibly choked her wrists with both hands.

Blood flowed from the cauterized wounds, splashing on the clean carpet of beasts, leaving dots of red.

Ling Tiansu pressed her under him, his deep and heavy eyes brewed with an unknown light, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Wu Ying, I don't allow you to die." ”

"At least, it's not now to die!"

Wu Ying's consciousness had long been destroyed by the Ghost Lan Shackle Spell, he couldn't hear anything, he couldn't see anything, his stiff body twitched slightly, as if he had lost his soul.

Lingtian Su Shi didn't dare to imagine that Wu Ying, who was unstoppable in the daytime and could kill gods in anger, could be so fragile at this moment.

His chest began to rise and fall violently, and his palm pressed against Wu Ying's shoulder, slowly turning the Yuan Force, trying to suppress her pain.

Who would have thought that this time really completely angered the Ghost Lan Shackle Spell in her body, a frost-sharp ice blade, as thin as a blade, directly broke Wu Ying's shoulder, she finally couldn't stand it anymore, and screamed miserably.

Blood splattered, and the ice blade took advantage of the situation under Ling Tiansu's palm, cutting a bright blood hole.

The biting chill, just a touch of qi invaded Ling Tiansu's wounds, and the life-devouring pain penetrated deep into the soul.

And at this moment, he finally realized that life, life, pain and death can really exist.

Rao is Ling Tiansu, who has a tough temperament, and for a while his soul trembled, and the pain was unbearable, forcing him to break out in a cold sweat.

It's just a touch of air, and it's already so scary.

He couldn't imagine what kind of purgatory torture Wu Ying's slender and weak body was undergoing at this moment.

Looking at Wu Ying, whose shoulder was bleeding, a trace of shame appeared in Ling Tiansu's eyes.

If he hadn't been reckless and rushed to the hospital, she wouldn't have been injured.

Ling Tiansu, who couldn't wait for any response, suddenly dispersed, and finally condensed on the two porcelain vases that the young eunuch had prepared for him.

He began to struggle.

It seemed that he had been struggling for a long time, but the surging aura of the Ghost Lan Shackle Curse under his palm made Wu Ying's body begin to spasm and convulse.

Double ...... It can relieve pain.

But when he thought of it, he was going to be ...... by Wu Ying Zhihai is turbulent, almost causing demons!

"Ahhh!!h

Ling Tiansu let go of Wu Ying's shoulders and rubbed his hair into a mess in a rage.

"No matter!"

He suddenly struck and forced Wu Ying to the corner of the bed, forcing her cold hands to prop up on the wall.

Ling Tiansu's hands trembled so much, his lips pursed into black blue, and he muttered to himself as if his soul had been drained and lost his soul: "Stop the pain, I will follow you!

As the dignity of the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty and the arrogance of the emperor, he will never be allowed to bow down like the prince of the enemy country, or for such an absurd reason.

He pressed Wu Ying from behind with both hands, worried that she would struggle to resist.

But this action was meaningless, because she had no strength to do anything other than to tremble in pain.

Ling Tiansu rolled his dry and stinging throat, thinking that he was not a phoenix at the moment, not even a ...... His stomach churned violently.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and whispered: "Light clothes, light clothes, for you, the courage of my life can be all on this, you are not allowed to die!"

As soon as he made up his mind to sell his body in humiliation, Ling Tiansu had a flash of inspiration, and he took the two porcelain bottles on the tray and opened them.

It is a good moisturizing cold mist ointment, a holy medicine for the treatment of trauma.

Ling Tiansu didn't think about it, he took out a lump and smeared it on the bloody bite wounds on Wu Ying's arms, and even the ice blade injuries on his shoulders were dealt with by the way.

When he closed the cap, he was stunned.

secretly said that he was only responsible for saving Wu Ying's life, why did he subconsciously heal her when he saw that she was full of scars?

Although there was a trace of weirdness in my heart, I didn't think much about it.

When he opened the second porcelain bottle, the fragrance of peach blossoms came to his nose, and his body was slightly hot.

Ling Tiansu's face suddenly turned blue.

You must know that he practiced the double cultivation method, and he had long been resistant to the world's medicines.

But this thing, he just sniffed it lightly, and his body actually had a slight reaction.

It's very unpleasant to be taken advantage of and have everything in place.

Keling Tiansu has long since run out of retreat.

Listening to the whisper of forbearance and extreme pain on the side of his ear, Ling Tiansu knew that he couldn't delay it any longer.

He shook the clear liquid from the bottle, and as he did, the few peach-colored petals brewing at the bottom condensed like mist, seeped into the water, and vanished.

And the clear liquid in the porcelain vase also turned pink.

A poignant and hoarse groan of pain echoed in the gloomy hall, her feeble palms suddenly clasped against the wall, and her untrimmed but rounded nails left deep finger marks directly on the hard wall.

She whimpered like a wounded kitten, the black text in her eyes faded slightly, and her scarlet eyes no longer showed a hint of obedience.

On the contrary, I saw a touch of extremely rare beauty and poignancy, containing the tears that were about to fall, and the eyelashes were entangled, as if the dying butterfly wings were making a final struggle.

It hurts......

The pain of the Ghost Lan Curse would freeze her muscles and bones and stop her heart beating.

But at this moment, it made her heart, which was full of roots and tendrils, beat violently, and her blood boiled.

The light of consciousness, which once fell into the deep sea of the netherworld, and could not be found by herself, gradually condensed a faint spot of light in her scattered eyes, reflecting the candlelight night, and the overlapping figures were so sad and beautiful.

The clouds came by the wind, the heavy rain fell heavily, scattered and sloppy, the water by the palace pond was faint, and the young stamen of the kudzu vine was scattered and messy, as if it was devastated by the wind and rain.

The bright moon was obscured by the dark twilight, and the heavy rain swept the wet and withered leaves, and swirled around outside the Zhuzhu wall of the palace.

The damp air smelled of old earth and rattled the windows.

Although the fierce sound of the windows colliding made Ling Tiansu upset, he didn't get up and close the windows.

The narrow fox's eyes suddenly widened, but he saw the weak back of the head and palms tightly attached to the wall under the light of the warm tent, and he looked a little indifferent.

The dark prince's suit has not yet faded, the slightly loose neckline sticks out of a slender and beautiful neck, the pale skin bends all the way up from the collar, and the dark runes are looming.

The knuckles that were pressed against the wall turned feebly pale.

Wu Ying's erratic consciousness was tortured by the Ghost Lan Shackle Spell, and he never returned to his place for a moment.

If her consciousness was clear at this moment, with her terrifying restraint of enduring for thousands of years without revealing the landscape, how could she summon that moan with her original voice.

Ling Tiansu's eyes were as deep as the sea, and his blue eyes fell a little hazy, but it was difficult to hide his churning anger:

"Don't make a sound. ”

Even in the painful darkness of consciousness sinking and despair, I heard this thunderous roar of commands.

She couldn't suppress the sound that overflowed between her lips and teeth, but she was desperately unwilling to refute his words, almost carved into her bones of obedience, and pushed her tail finger into her mouth and bit hard.

I heard the click of a broken bone, and the bite made blood flow, and I didn't want to let go of my mouth and make a disgusting sound.

The little beast's aggrieved whimper.

Choked and hoarse, wheezing and unable to make a sound.

Wu Ying's forehead was against the cold wall, and there seemed to be years in her eyes that were constantly scattering and then condensing, and the broken light was difficult to weave into a complete shadow.

But in these 10,000 years, her body has already turned into instinct, and she instinctively wants to pursue the figure that came from the light.

Even if she stumbled and fell covered in mud and blood, even though she was burned and stung by the light, she still wanted to merge and destroy in that light.

On the contrary, she didn't even notice it, with a little attachment and longing for his body temperature.

Ling Tiansu suddenly woke up, so shocked that a mouthful of soul almost spit out of his mouth.

He was so shocked that he couldn't finish a sentence, and said intermittently: "Wu ...... Baby...... Baby, you turned out to be a woman?!!!!!"

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