No killing allowed...
The excitement in the Ghost Flute boy's eyes suddenly faded, and he had no choice but to insert the Ghost Flute in his hand into his waistband and walk dejectedly towards the direction of the stream.
After it dragged the man in the water to the shore, Ning Feiyan pulled up in a long voice and let out a sigh, but there was no sign of surprise on his face.
She knelt down and reached out to stroke the wet hair on Hongzhuang's face. There was no emotion in her eyes, and a sneer at the corner of her mouth: "Although I had expected it, I didn't expect you to be so stupid, not even trying to escape." can you?"
The cold and white fingertips wetted by the river slowly stroked her blind eye. Ning Feiyan sighed and said, "I clearly gave you a chance."
Ning Feiyan looked at the green and transparent half of her body, as well as the squirming light wings beneath her.
Various signs indicate that Hong Zhuang, a succubus, has also been affected by the fog, and her body is gradually becoming spiritually corrupted.
After all, Hongzhuang had been away from Beiyuan for so many years. Although Ning Feiyan had always treated her with cold eyes, most of them just ignored her.
But as a hidden knife that she could kill wherever she pointed, Ning Feiyan did not hesitate to use his own resources to sharpen her very sharply and toughly.
The physical cultivation is even different from that of ordinary succubi. It is not easy to maintain intelligence for such a long time in this mist.
Ning Feiyan saw the traces of spiritualization gradually spreading all over her body, her eyes grew cold, and she sneered:
"You really don't have a long memory. Every time when this happens, you insist on asking for trouble and forcing yourself to look like a useless ghost. Do you like being a piece of rotten meat rotting in the mud so much?"
Ning Feiyan was sarcastically mocking her when her sleeves suddenly tightened, but Hong Zhuang, who was in a coma, grabbed her sleeves tightly.
She closed her eyes tightly, her face showing deep pain and helplessness, and whispered softly: "Sister...sister..."
Ning Feiyan narrowed his eyes and pulled back his sleeves indifferently: "What a born bitch."
"...Sister, it hurts so much...I feel so much pain..."
Ning Feiyan gradually became depressed and found her murmuring voice very noisy.
Her face gradually became impatient, she closed her eyes and raised her hand, carefully picked up the beads and placed them between her eyebrows.
Her eyebrows were opened wide, and the bright orb was gradually incorporated into it. When Ning Feiyan opened her eyes again, a mysterious golden light filled the edges of her black pupils.
The old succubus saw her overestimating behavior and said sarcastically:
“You little girl who overestimates her abilities, if this immortal divine source is so easy to refine into the body, how can it be perfectly preserved to this day?
The two paths of gods and demons are inherently different. If you don't take the body directly from the host of the source of the gods and forcibly refine it into your body, it will only cause your divine palace to collapse and be damaged, and your spiritual consciousness will be destroyed! "
Ning Feiyan didn't know the reason behind this. If she wasn't afraid of the power of this divine source, she would have refined those two beads long ago, and how could they still be there today.
She chuckled lightly, leaned down, pinched Hongzhuang's lips apart, and took a breath of pure divine energy from across the void, melting into her body.
The pain on Hongzhuang's face, which seemed to be haunted by a nightmare, slightly subsided, and the spread of spiritual decay in her body was also alleviated.
Seeing this, Ning Feiyan knew that his guess was correct.
She slowly raised her body, looked at the old succubus, and said meaningfully: "Although what you said is absolutely correct, after all, he sent the kid to send these beads all the way here, so they won't harm me."
Ning Feiyan, who had never believed in the world, now said that she believed that Bai Lian would not harm her.
The tone was relaxed, but no one knew how heavy the meaning was in this understatement.
Ning Feiyan rubbed the center of her brows. Miraculously, she used her demon body to incorporate the divine source. The two restrained each other, and the spiritual consciousness of the divine mansion did not feel any discomfort at all.
She was very surprised, thinking that this bead had only been raised by Bai Li'an for more than a month, but it had become so magical.
Ning Feiyan suddenly had a bold idea.
She raised her sword finger, pointed it between her eyebrows, and used her thoughts to draw the power of the divine source. Then, Ning Feiyan suddenly had a mysterious feeling, as if something was about to separate from the spiritual sea.
The power of the pure and pure water spirit is warm and powerful, flowing to the limbs and bones, as if warm water washes the muscles and veins. The wounds on the body are nourished and warmed by that power, and they gradually heal and recover.
Ning Feiyan has obtained this Water Divine Source for more than a thousand years, and this is the first time he knows that it can be used in this way.
Apart from being pleasantly surprised, I also felt a little more curious and admired about Bai Lian.
The old succubus on the side saw this scene as thrilling and dumbfounded.
Her eyes widened for a moment, and she trembled her lips for a long time, as if she couldn't hold it together in one breath: "You, you, you... what kind of monster are you?!"
"You say I'm a monster?" Ning Feiyan was in a very good mood at this time, and the smile on her face was also very beautiful.
She carefully observed the old succubus from head to toe, and said with a smile: "Then I would like to ask you first, what kind of monster are you?"
"You are clearly of the succubus clan, and your cultivation has been ruined. Under the influence of this mist-colored energy, you have no signs of spiritualization at all. I am very surprised. This is not only a thorough replenishment of the emperor's abilities. You did it, right?”
The old succubus suddenly felt guilty and alert, lowered his head and refused to look directly at Ning Feiyan again.
"If you don't want to say it, then I'll change the question."
Ning Feiyan stood up straight, his eyes were deep and cold, and he pointed at the small obviously arched grave in the deep corner of the grass.
"Who is buried in that tomb without a monument?"
The old succubus looked increasingly guilty, and when asked by Ning Feiyan, he shook his head repeatedly.
She seemed to be facing something more terrifying than the deadly Gu insect. She looked a little frightened. She shook her head repeatedly and said, "What... what grave? I don't know. I don't know what you are talking about?"
"Oh? Really? You don't know?" Ning Feiyan teased with a gleam in his eyes, kicked the ghost flute boy again, and ordered: "Go and dig up the grave for me. Since she doesn't want to tell, I Come and see with your own eyes what kind of monsters are buried inside."
Ning Feiyan has never been a good person, and his behavior has no moral standards.
She seemed to be joking, but it wasn't like she couldn't do something like digging a grave.
"How dare you!!!" The old succubus suddenly howled angrily, his shrill voice piercing through the clouds, his emotions seemed to be furious, and his eyes were extremely hateful.
For a moment, he suppressed the fear of Gu insects in his heart.
Her rickety body suddenly stood up, looking crazy.
"That's not some monster! That's my daughter! My daughter! You dare to touch her! You dare to touch her! I will definitely kill you! Kill you!!!"
"Daughter?" Ning Feiyan's expression suddenly became strange: "You mean your daughter is buried here?"
If she had just taken the Immortal Emperor, it would not be enough to change her succubus physique.
But if she is pregnant with a divine heir and has the immortal divine veins nourished in her body, the mother's fetus will also be blessed by the spiritual energy of the immortal to some extent.
Since she was able to maintain her true nature in this fog, she was not transformed into a corrupted spirit like an ordinary succubus...
The identity of the person buried in that grave bag is about to be revealed!
The Junhuang bloodline died in a place like this! ! !
But how could he die? With the blood of Zunxian, he is born to be blessed by all things.
Even though half of the body is succubus blood, anything that is tainted with the word "Zunxian" is extremely difficult to pass away.
Ning Feiyan found this matter more and more strange. After thinking about it for a moment, he walked towards the tomb.
"What are you going to do! What are you going to do!" The old succubus gasped violently, her hands and feet were pulled straight by the chains, and she couldn't follow him.
Her eyes were red and bloodshot, and her dry hair soaked in sweat clung to her face like weeds. It accentuated her prominent cheekbones, making her face look ferocious and terrifying.
Ning Feiyan was too lazy to talk nonsense with her. He looked at the weedy bumpkin and sneered, "Your mother will choose a place for you. The place with the back of the sun, where the moon kills people. You are suppressed in this dangerous place." In such a land, I am afraid that this soul and this body will never be reincarnated for eternity, right?"
"Let me take a good look at your true face tonight. Don't worry, as a reward, I will take you away and find you a good Feng Shui place so that your soul can rest."
Ning Feiyan was speaking in a perfunctory and coaxing tone even when he was facing a dead man.
Ignoring the old succubus's roaring objections, A'luo waved his right sleeve, and the weeds growing in the white sand and loess rolled up by their roots.
The sand is like snowflakes blown away by the wind, layer by layer, scattered in the wind.
As the earth gradually turned darker brown, Ning Feiyan didn't even see the bones in the grave.
She finally saw a swaddling clothes embroidered with blue and white flowers, lying black and yellow inside a roll of mat, and she could vaguely see the bloodstained appearance.
Half a skeleton was wrapped in swaddling clothes.
Only half a body!
Only half of the baby-sized skeleton was left, making it appear even younger. Rows of neat tooth marks could still be seen between the mud-stained bones.
You can tell at a glance that the tooth marks were not left by wild animals.
At this time, the old succubus had already burst into tears and beat her chest: "Poor! Poor! My poor child!"
Ning Feiyan looked gloomy, and when she met the old succubus' cannibalistic gaze, she said something shocking: "Could it be that you, under extreme hunger, gave your child to..."
"have eaten?"
Ning Feiyan asked the last two words very softly and slowly, with an inexplicable tenderness that was bone-chilling.
The old succubus suddenly stood up like a trapped animal, the chains on his body jingled, and the expression on his face seemed to be crying or laughing:
"What did you eat? Didn't I eat my own child? It was because she had no blessings and was useless, so I just bit her twice and lost her breath.
I'm so angry! Angry at her for not living up to expectations! She is the emperor's daughter, and she is my last hope and expectation in this life! She can't die! "
The old succubus' expression gradually became crazy. With a bit of madness, he grabbed his hair tightly with both hands and tore it like crazy.
"How could she die! How could she die! I worked so hard to give birth to her just because I wanted to become the most noble immortal in the world! How could she die?!!!"
"So I had no choice but to sacrifice a piece of my little finger bone and put it into her heart to keep her soul alive!"
"I didn't eat her! I saved her! I didn't eat her!"
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