Chapter Forty-Eight: Girl, It's Not Your Practice

Although the divine power was domineering, he tried his best to repair the broken Ning Ning, and the blurred vision gradually became clear, and the phantom swaying in mid-air turned into sharp arrows and pierced into her heart socket, and the heat surged to her eye socket.

Ning Ning was so weak that she pulled the corners of her mouth and muttered, "Ancestor, can't... Something. "Pinching the scarred fingertips, the red blood beads are silky above the fingertips.

Her dull eyes lit up for a moment, and the divine power that traveled through her body flowed down the blood and condensed into beads of blood, and she clenched her back molars and struggled to stand up.

Seeing Puguang rushing over without thinking, he was so sad that he kept chattering, "Girl, look at your stubbornness, you said not to resist, although it is uncomfortable, it is a life-saving thing." ”

"yes, a life-saving thing." Ning Ning repeated, suddenly punched the blood beads into Puguang's chest, flipped his hands and flew down, set up a soul-locking array, and pulled Puguang into it without hesitation.

"Girl, what are you doing? Now, spending spiritual power again is no less than asking for a dead end. Puguang slammed the barrier, spitting stars flying all over the sky.

Ning Ning, who had exhausted his spiritual power, fell hard, and the scabbed wound broke again, and a trickle of blood soaked the ground beneath him.

The smell of blood permeated his nasal cavity, and the hissing in his ears did not stop, Ning Ning slowed down for a long time, stood up tiredly, stroked the black white and spotless beast hair, and said weakly: "Mo Bai, Blood Soul Fruit... Help me get ......"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Bai hummed the Blood Soul Fruit, patted Ning Ning's palm, and shouted sadly, "Chirp, tweet." ”

Ning Ning rubbed Mo Bai's head, turned over his hand and put the Blood Soul Fruit into the storage bag, and whispered: "Mo Bai, obediently, help me deliver it to Senior Brother Qu, okay?" I'm tired now and don't want to move, can Mobai help me with this? ”

Mo Bai licked the wound in her palm, and was so unmoved that she pointed her ass at Ning Ning, and the posture was not to let it go.

"Mo Bai, obedient."

The inky white pearl-like eyes were covered by the mist, the little paws gently patted Ning Ning's wrist, and the goblin rubbed the blood-stained Ning Ning, and left step by step.

The snow-white fur was dyed bloody, which was particularly eye-catching, and Ning Ning wanted to recall the ink white, but he was really powerless, so he could only let go of his small movements.

"Ancestor, you only have a wisp of consciousness left, if you don't have divine power to protect you, you will dissipate in heaven and earth in an instant. What do you think? A lone hero? Ning Ning's hands and feet couldn't move, and his mouth never stopped, "Don't forget... I didn't get my hands on the inheritance you promised. ”

Seeing that Puguang's soul body was gradually condensed, Ning Ning put down the big stone in her heart, and the pain instantly returned, she trembled in pain, curled up with difficulty, and smiled bitterly, "Ancestor, your information is not in place!" I knew that the blood pool was going to die, and I was carried with the Yuxi sword, maybe I can't say... Hit it crookedly, and the Blood Soul Fruit will be in hand! ”

Puguang wiped off the fragments of the divine soul that fell from the corners of his eyes, stared at Hua Tian in front of Ning Ning's forehead, and felt a feeling, "Girl, you are stupid and panicked." The old man has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, and he has long lived enough, you young girl, you can ......"

"Ancestor."

Ning Ning suddenly interrupted Pu Guang's deeply touched words, looked at his hands that did not see the wound, and said curiously: "Mo Bai licks a few times, and the wound will heal, does it belong to Mo Bai's ability alone?" ”

"Yes." The Puguang thief honestly stayed in the spirit gathering array, for fear that if he accidentally broke the enchantment, Ning Ning would be injured for the second time, and reminded: "The person who runs out of oil and the lamp is stained with inky white saliva, blood, etc., which is equivalent to taking the cold to the poisonous ......."

Ning Ning suddenly realized.

Therefore, Xiao Wu Xi was licked by Mo Bai, and his injuries would be aggravated, even if he took the remnants of the Tiandan.

It seems that there are pros and cons to Mo Bai's ability!

"Ancestor, I'm going to die."

"Bah, what nonsense?"

Without a gap, the words smashed one after another, Ning Ning half-closed his eyes, his vision gradually blurred, and before he fainted, he was still thinking... Did Mo Bai find Senior Brother Qu?

I don't know how many times I added spirit stones, and I didn't see Ning Ning returning, and the worry was fermenting in Qu Qiubai's heart, and he couldn't leave the west.

Finally, a snow-white figure rushed against the sunset.

"Chirp, tweet." The ink white is like a fried dandelion, except for the small dark eyes and short limbs.

Seeing no trace of Ning Ning, Qu Qiubai was about to ask, but when he saw the sudden blood color on Mo Bai's body, his heart trembled, and he hoarsely voiced: "Senior Sister Ning... Where is she? What happened? ”

Mo Bai blinked his innocent little eyes, showing the blood on his body without dead ends.

Biting off the strap of the storage bag, Mo Bai pushed his head out of the barrier, patted the bloodstained place, and whimpered, "Chirp, tweet." ”

Qu Qiubai's face turned pale and opened the storage bag.

Seeing the Blood Soul Fruit exuding fresh blood, lying in the spirit plant that could refine the Heaven Replenishing Pill, Qu Qiubai almost couldn't hold the storage bag.

At that moment, Ning Ning's fierce and auspicious thoughts sprung up wildly in his mind.

Qu Qiubai was so decadent that he hugged the sleeping Wu Xi tightly, and said bitterly: "Senior Sister Ning, if Xiao Xi knew, he would never forgive me." ”

Seeing Qu Qiubai in a sad mood, Mo Bai ran away. Hmph, although the master is not yet the master, the suffering suffered by the master cannot be empathized with by them, and it will also be one-tenth of the pain.

The sweet peach juice moistened Ning Ning's mouth, and she licked her mouth with a daze, staring at her and waking up, and accurately biting the juicy peach.

"Ancestor?"

Ning Ning simply sat up neatly and nibbled on the peach in his hand, without the slightest sense of being seriously injured.

"Girl, ...... you" Pu Guang pondered his words, he couldn't figure out for a long time, and his sixth sense told him that now was not the best time to talk about this, so he decisively changed the topic, "The ban of the Netherworld Bead, do you want to break it?" ”

"Yes!"

"Ancestors have a way?"

"Broken Erdan." Puguang turned his hand and took out the Dan Fang, his fingers moved slightly, and the Dan Fang floated into Ning Ning's palm, "Breaking the Erdan can lift the ban, but it is very difficult to refine, girl, are you willing to ......"

"Ancestor, there is one thing to do."

Glancing at Puguang's face, Ning Ning hesitated and said, "I... Alchemy often fries the furnace, probably... There may be high hopes from the ancestors. ”

Puguang not only didn't care, but encouraged Ning Ning in a serious tone, "Girl, the old man is guiding on the side, and he will definitely not blow up the oven." ”

Soon, Puguang paid a terrible price for his conclusive words.

"Girl, it's not your refining method. Hold the grass, lie down quickly, the Dan furnace is going to explode again. ”

There was a loud bang.

Smoke billowed from the Dan furnace that had exploded, and Puguang took a closer look, and Po Erdan was smelted into slag at the bottom of the furnace.

"Ancestor, or... Forget about giving up? Glancing at the scrapped Dan furnace stacked next to him, he said with some uneasy conscience: "Although the prohibition is there, it does not hinder the Netherworld Bead ......."

"No, it's not a good thing to be banned for one day."

"Ancestral ......"

"Every day I practiced, the old man didn't believe it, and none of them succeeded."

Thirty days later.

The unkempt Ning Ning held Po Erdan, and was so crazy that he looked up to the sky and smiled, "Haha, Po Erdan, I finally refined it." ”