The smell of blood lingered in his nose for no reason, and an incomparably filthy breath was about to spread into Master Li's body through the air.

Gan Wantang held Master Li's waist with one hand, and felt that her skin became inexplicably scorched in an instant.

The fingers of the priestess touched Master Li's heart, but her fair and tender skin was bright red like blood at the moment, and the flow of blood and qi almost exceeded the limit of human beings, as if the blood vessels were about to burst.

As the great sacrificial wine of Taiping Dao, and after Zhang Jiao, he overpowered Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao, Zhang Mancheng and other middle and high-level masters of the sect, Gan Wantang is no longer the little girl who couldn't even use a wind spell well. She pressed her thumb against Master Li's chest, and the place where her fingertips sank was facing Master Li's heart.

Fingertips separated Master Li's delicate skin, and Gan Wantang faintly felt a tingling sensation.

It's an illusion, it's not a stinging pain, it's a burning sensation with a sudden increase in the temperature of the atrium!

What's even more terrifying is that Master Li's body is full of qi and blood, echoing the blood flow outside, completely ignoring the common sense of the living, converging towards the heart. As if it were uncontrollable, the heart was beating desperately, pounding against the chest cavity, trying to get out of the body!

changed to a man who was as strong as an ox, such a strange symptom of retrograde blood and qi could also toss him to the point that life was worse than death in an instant, let alone a cowardly and weak woman like Master Li?

But at the moment when Master Li's fire of life was extraordinarily intense, and at the same time, his life was like a gossamer, Gan Wantang's thumb was still through Master Li's plump and soft chest, holding down the heart that wanted to break free from his chest.

The priestess confronts the process of Master Li's life disappearing, but for Gan Wantang, this is not the first time she has saved the life that is about to die, and it will not be the last.

Since the day she was known as the "sacrificial wine", her duty has been to fight against impermanence and death. In the slums of Luoyang, under the high walls of Guandu City, in the eight-hundred-mile company camp of Bagong Mountain, this hand does not know how many people who stepped into the ghost gate and sank into the Santu River with half of their bodies to bring back to the world-

What's more, she studied under Zhang Jiao and fulfilled the mysteries of the Taiping Sutra, and she knew how to deceive death and save lives better than a certain immortal warlock who took the edge of the sword.

She has seen Zhang Jiao's prayer technique of prolonging life with a seven-star lamp, and in one war after another, she also knows how to reverse the death of the dead soldiers, relocate the corpse, and then set the star.

Beidou is destined for death, and Nandou is injected for life, which is the most direct and wonderful interpretation of the road of life and death by Daomen. Even the Yama Dharma King, who is a symbol of death in Esoteric Buddhism, is not really in control of the path of life and death, and the so-called Yama Dega Dharma King is not in control of the afterlife, but the hell path, one of the six realms.

In Esoteric Buddhism and even the entire Buddhist Dharma, the beings of the Hell Realm, although they are formed by the fall of the other five realms with karma, they themselves do not come to the world after death, but are another form of life reborn by karma, but they have nothing to do with the word death!

In this way, the so-called king of Hades does not know what "death" is, and how can he control the power of life and death? As the prison master of the hell path, what King Yan Mandejia is in charge of is nothing but the words "punishment" and "killing."

In a sense, Gan Wantang, who has achieved the way of Beidou prayer, is more proficient in the transformation between life and death than his opponent. Even Wei Ye, in the way of life and death, can only be said to see the city gate from afar, let alone enter the hall.

At the moment when Master Li's whole body qi and blood flowed to his heart, Gan Wantang moved slightly, and a bamboo leaf broke free from the head of the green bamboo cane and floated down.

The tip of the leaf fell on Master Li's heart.

At this moment, Sima Ling clenched the hilt of the sword with one hand and pulled it back-

This time the force was not small, and the entire golden sword brought up a puddle of blood beads, and the whole left Master Li's heart.

The golden sword left the body, and instantly turned into a broken tongue that was about to rot, Sima Ling "meowed" and exclaimed, threw this broken tongue far away, and rolled violently by himself, and instantly turned into a cat shape, and went downstairs with a smoke:

"It's dirty! It's dirty! These esoteric monks are so disgusting! I'm going to wash my hands, take a bath, and brush my hair! Sister Gan, I'll leave the rest to you, goodbye!"

At the moment when the golden sword was pulled out, the bamboo leaf was silently applied to Master Li's wound.

The blue light on the bamboo leaves flashed, and Master Li's wounds healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under the suppression of the bamboo leaves, the speed of blood and qi aggregation in Master Li's chest suddenly slowed down.

The tongue sword was broken, and the mana lost its way to be directly injected into Master Li's body, and the blood rushed forward, rushing towards the jade man in Gan Wantang's arms!

However, it was faced with a flick of Gan Wantang's big sleeves, and the green bamboo cane inserted into the floor slab was suddenly divided into two, one green bamboo turned into two poles, two poles turned into four poles, and four poles turned into sixteen poles, and in a blink of an eye, the space in the small building turned into a bamboo forest that could not be seen.

The emerald fence is deep, where is the jade?

And the green bamboo, between the stems and leaves, there is an incomparably pure breath overflowing, and it is not allowed to be contaminated by blood!

......

.........

The staff turned into a forest, surrounded by thousands of green bamboos, Gan Wantang's face was calm, raised his left hand, and picked up a bamboo leaf carrying clear dew: "The blood has been disturbed by the magic power, and I can only comb it for you first." ”

She opened her mouth and plucked the glass bead-like dew into her mouth.

Slightly deviated from the angle, Gan Wantang gently printed Master Li's thin lips, and the dew in his mouth was urged by the true qi, turned into a trace of clear qi, and introduced it into Master Li's mouth.

Immediately, the clear qi dispersed into the limbs, and Master Li's body trembled slightly for a moment, and his throat slid up and down slightly, as if he had some reaction to this.

With a move of Gan Wantang's hand, another bamboo leaf fell into his hand, and then he took a grain of dew, holding Master Li's lips, and the tip of his tongue opened his teeth and crossed the clear air.

This time, Master Li's reaction was even more obvious, she was like a newborn beast, looking for breast milk, gently sucking Gan Wantang's lips and licking them gently.

When the clear qi was exhausted and instinctively sensed that the other party was about to leave, Master Li reluctantly raised his head, but Gan Wantang picked a bamboo leaf and sent the whole dew to Master Li's mouth.

Sensing the dew in her mouth, Master Li wanted to get close to the bamboo leaves, but she couldn't lift any strength up and down her body, but it was the other party who puffed the dew into her mouth again, and slowly went mouth-to-mouth, crossing over.

I don't know how many times I repeated this action, Master Li was hazy, only felt that she was surrounded by a soft body, and the fragments that were almost unrecalled in the depths of her memory, together with the touch that seemed to return to the womb, gave her a little inaccurate hint:

"A-Niang...... Don't leave me behind......"

Holding Master Li in her arms, listening to the low voice of this wise woman, Gan Wantang raised her eyebrows slightly, and didn't say anything, just put her hand on her face and smoothed her slightly frowning brows.