[Chapter 7: Boiling Liliang]

Falling asleep is always not so steady, not to mention that she always thinks of her husband who is seriously injured and dying, and with a sigh, Huiniang wakes up.

But when Hui Niang woke up, she was like in a dream, because she saw an incredible, dream-like scene.

In the overflowing pink light, a girl dressed in pink and white clothes, looking as perfect as an elf, was now tiptoeing lightly, and her face was half floating in the room with a reverent face, and in her crystal eyes, a pink and crystal bead also floated in the air in violation of the laws of nature.

Under the girl's slightly swaying sleeves, Hui Niang could clearly see that the bead was much more charming than the jewel she had ever seen, and there was a faint dragon shadow swimming in it, trembling lightly, soft and colorful.

And Lu Kang, who Hui Niang was deeply worried about, was lying under the bead with a peaceful expression at the moment. Yes, originally in Hui Niang's impression, Lu Kang's expression was painful, but now, like a sleeping child, there was even a hint of a smile on the uninjured left face.

Wisps of dark green breath that were indistinguishable to the naked eye floated out of Lu Kang's wounds, and they were sucked in little by little by the pink beads.

Even if she had doubts in her heart, Hui Niang understood that the elf-like girl in front of her was saving her husband, and she vaguely remembered that she was unconscious, and seemed to remember that there was a girl standing next to her son.

"Dakang, you have to hold on, I believe that you will definitely get better, and you will not leave our mother and mother behind!" Hui Niang didn't say this, she was really afraid of disturbing the girl in front of her to perform the spell, so she just quietly watched this strange scene and prayed in her heart.

Just when he didn't regret trying to absorb the rotten poison in Lu Kang's body, Lu Buqi had just killed the rotten poison with the broken arm, and all the anger and resentment erupted in those two punches, but there was still no calming down in his body.

The mental power is still accessible, the courage is still surging, the bones are still low and humming, but Lu Buqi also feels that between the marrow and the broken bones, he can vaguely sense another surging undercurrent in his body.

That...... Yes, if the veins attached to the bones are regarded as rivers and streams floating on the surface, then the bloodline is undoubtedly equivalent to the dark river buried deep underground.

But one day, when you find a cave, you can clearly appreciate the waves of the dark river, which are not weaker than the waves, and those riverbeds that have been washed for countless years will make people's blood surge.

Lu Buqi understood that under the stimulation of the anger of avenging his father, he longed to burst out Liliang's will, guiding his mental power, and through courage and marrow strength, he truly sensed and applied Liliang in his blood, the kind of liliang that was born and has been boiling and waiting to erupt.

This is also a direct result, but the difference between the two third-order spirit beasts is completely different. The previous rotten poisonous mane, stabbed by the Hundred Refining Spear, was not pierced in an instant, but was nailed to the palm tree.

But the rotten poisonous mane behind it was pierced without any suspense, and its head was blasted with a punch, and in front of Lu Buqi, it was no different from an ordinary beast.

This...... It's the liliang boiling in the blood!

Blood, at this moment, Lu Buqi successfully broke through to the blood. If it was an ordinary martial artist, he might be overjoyed and immediately run to tell him, but Lu Bu didn't, he became more calm, threw away his distracting thoughts, stabilized the blood energy that still did not interrupt the induction, and slowly flowed with the bloodline......