Outside the window lattice, a faint golden glow slanted into the house, creating a pale golden outline of light and shadow on the ground.
Hot dust and a faint smell of blood floated in the air.
For a moment, the room was filled with a long silence. The eldest princess looked at the young man in front of her, his eyes locked on her like a hawk.
There was an endless, overwhelming scarlet color in his eyes, and a strong smell of blood that did not resemble that of a living person almost penetrated into the deepest part of his pupils.
It was this pair of eyes that made the eldest princess realize again that the person in front of her was already dead.
The hand holding her neck was astonishingly strong and filled with the terrifying aura of death.
If she hadn't been a head above him in cultivation, her neck bones would have been crushed into tofu by someone in the same situation.
But the eldest princess had the strength to allow him to be so presumptuous without any defense.
Her body remained motionless, and there was a faint sneer in her eyes:
"Occupy her identity? Dominate her spiritual roots? Have you made a mistake? She is the Empress of Zhongyou, and I am the Emperor of Qin. From the beginning to the end, I have never thought of replacing her. As for dominating her, Spiritual roots are even more ridiculous."
The eldest princess looked directly into Balian's scarlet eyes without showing any timidity, with a playful and cold expression:
"Her spiritual roots are not here in this palace now. She dedicated herself to Baili Yu in an extremely stupid way. Once a thought was born, and thousands of catastrophes came, even a strange woman like Empress Ying Ji could not escape the secular world. From love Worry arises, and sorrow arises from sorrow.
A woman is truly powerful only when she is strong. Trying to keep a man with true love is simply a fantasy.
The reason why Baili Yu chased her so hard and haunted her in the first place was because she was powerful and beautiful enough, and unattainable women were fatally attractive to men.
At that time, Bailiyu was just a small sword cultivator. To him, the empress Ying Ji was the moon in the sky and a shadow in the water.
He brought her into the human world with his own hands. No one could deny Bailiyu's sincerity towards her at that time. He fell in love with her for being strong, affectionate and unparalleled in power. His love for her was superior to that of the common people. "
The hand holding his neck suddenly became much stronger.
The eldest princess looked at him flatly and sneered: "It's a pity that people are not as good as a thousand days, and flowers are not as red as a hundred days. Once you enter the world of mortals, you have to bear the order and prejudice of this great road.
Ying Ji entered the world for the sake of love, while Baili Yu entered the world for the sake of love. The two have different paths, so how can they reach the same destination.
Zhongyou cultivates spiritual cores instead of spiritual roots. Even you think it's ridiculous for her to dig up spiritual roots to save Bailiyu. How can Bailiyu believe that the person who saves him will be Ying Ji. "
Bailian frowned deeply and said in a cold voice: "That's ridiculous! Whether he believes it or not is his business. This is not the reason for you to hurt her!"
"Hurt?" The eldest princess smiled slightly, with a cold look in her eyes: "My majesty, the empress, is so angry. If Bailiyu didn't believe her, how could she be resentful and contentious like a common woman?
If she herself wants to do such stupid things to impress herself and hide her fame, how can she blame others for taking advantage of her. "
There was too much unevenness rolling in the depths of her cold eyes, and when she said these words, she seemed to be mocking Ying Ji's stupidity.
But the look in his eyes showed a slight sadness: "He is not a three-year-old child anymore. He does things regardless of the consequences and does things casually. Then he deserves to bear the consequences."
Balian's eyes were deep red, filled with hot blood and anger. If he were in a calm situation, he would definitely be able to detect the complex emotions and stubborn ridicule in the eldest princess's eyes.
But at this moment, he was so filled with rage and resentment that he was almost delirious. It was even difficult to maintain his human appearance. One thread that was usually orderly and clear had been completely broken.
Every word spoken by the eldest princess is like a knife piercing the heart!
Since his rebirth, this seems to be the first time that he has been so out of control and unable to control his emotions.
When the body dies and becomes a corpse, the five senses and seven emotions should not have strong emotional fluctuations like ordinary people.
Perhaps she was aware of Balian's unstoppable murderous rage, and the eldest princess chuckled lightly, her eyes cold.
She raised her palm lightly, and with a terrifying force hidden in her fingers, she lightly poked Balian's wrist.
A seemingly harmless finger easily broke through Bailian's body, and the water-like sword intent penetrated inch by inch along his bones and veins.
As Bailian's sleeves and robes swayed, his energy suddenly exploded, and blood immediately stained his sleeves red.
But he seemed to feel no pain, and the power of blood spurted out from the bursting bright red liquid.
It turned into several bloody blades as fast as the wind, splitting through the air.
But it only left a few faint red marks on the eldest princess's delicate neck.
The eldest princess narrowed her eyes as if she was smiling, but her eyes were cold: "Is this a cat sharpening its claws?"
Her bare hands, which were raised carelessly and lazily, stuck to Balian's red-dyed cuffs.
The delicate and touching fingertips instantly produced nine thunder sounds, one after another hitting Balian's spiritual power nodes.
A moment ago, in the bathtub, the two people who were close to each other fell out at the first sign of falling out, and it turned into a life-and-death situation.
Zhao Wenjun, the eldest princess of Qin State, is not only a powerful swordsman master, but also has formation skills that are not inferior to those of the sword master.
From the moment she left the water, the soundproof formation formed on its own. Even though there was a lot of excitement inside the house, Yun Rong outside the door didn't even notice.
After all, who could have imagined that an eldest princess who had lost her spiritual roots and been weak for six hundred years would have such hidden strength.
She and Sword Master Yu are both at the peak of Fusion Dao, but this aura and sword intent are much more solid than him.
If Sword Master Yu were to fight her with all his strength without touching the Sword Palace, it would be extremely difficult to win.
Over the past six hundred years, Sword Master Yu felt deeply guilty towards her. He would send all the precious and precious resources from all directions to the Qin Palace without hesitation.
She has been taking elixirs and spiritual materials all year round, and others think that she is reviving her life to nourish her soul. In fact, she has condensed her spiritual consciousness and body to a terrifying degree.
With one finger of the sword, it breaks the tendons and penetrates the bones.
The power of a palm can turn the rain and clouds in just a moment.
Bailian is only capable of breaking through the realm and overcoming the tribulation, but in the eyes of the eldest princess, the realm of first-grade soul enlightenment is in the eyes of the eldest princess.
Isn't it just a little kitten that is grinding its claws and roaring?
Her jade hand gently passed through the heavy blood blades like a rain curtain, and landed lightly on Bai Lian's shoulder.
The surrounding sounds were silent for a moment, and all the energy and dark blood in Bailian's body also condensed.
This palm was like a shackle, and the entire space became slow and heavy.
When the eldest princess waved her hand casually and stood up, Balian's entire arm collapsed as if the joints had been removed, and his whole body rose into the air, smashing the three screens into pieces.
In the chaotic dust, as soon as Balian's back touched the ground, a figure came fiercely. At the same time, he once again demonstrated the zombie demon's shocking recovery and healing ability, and at the same time, three blood guns appeared out of thin air!
The eldest princess sneered. This little trick can be regarded as an endless stream of powerful trump cards for monks in the same realm and different grades.
However, trying to judge a big situation based on a small situation is like hitting an egg against a stone, which is a waste of effort.
She only took one step, and several fire waves and flame patterns immediately appeared around her. It was like igniting the space, and the surrounding area instantly sank into a world of fire.
The three blood spears that appeared in the sky were sizzling and burning, like three water droplets falling into the boiling smoldering liquid, they suddenly turned into white mist and disappeared without a trace.
Her fiery hair danced fiercely, like the legendary goddess in charge of heavenly fire. On her neck, which exuded the beauty of jade, the vague magic lines remained almost invisible.
She raised her palm again and slapped Bai Lian away.
At the same time, she lightly hooked her fingers, and a chain of fire shot out from behind her like a soft snake, strangling Balian's neck.
As if trying to defeat him alive, he threw him wildly in the field, causing bursts of popping sounds.
Her face was indifferent and she said coldly: "Why do you still want to vent your anger on Ying Ji with this little ability? It's also hard for you to miss her so much after lying in a coffin for more than two hundred years with incomplete memory.
There is such a big commotion in the Tianxi Sword Sect. Could it be that you want to lure her to look for you? "
For six hundred years, the eldest princess has hidden her strength and pretended to be weak, never easily using her spiritual power to fight against others.
Now it's rare to take action, and the method is really cruel.
She raised her head and swiped, and drew out another chain of fire, which landed on Balian's chest like lightning!
Blood splattered everywhere! !
The attack was extremely ruthless, and the skin and flesh on Balian's chest were sliced away like a sharp whip with barbs, and the broken flesh and blood spattered on the broken screen.
"But you don't know that some people can be easily erased by time, just like dust."
The eldest princess raised her eyebrows, and her indifferent voice was like a poisonous snake slowly revealing its fangs soaked in venom:
"The joys and sorrows between people may not be understood, let alone the separation between you and Ying Ji is life and death.
Even if you try so hard to find your past memories, what can you do?
Don’t forget, Ying Ji only has one son now, and that is Ying Xiu. Are you sure you want to disturb the balance of the living as a dead person? "
That name was like a spark entering boiling oil, exploding in Balian's heart.
Balian's body stiffened slightly, his eyes sank into the shadows, and the blood stains on half of his face reflected his pale skin, looking like a human or a ghost.
When the eldest princess saw his reaction, a faint smile of satisfaction appeared on her face.
She gently raised her arm, and then retracted the fire chain, pulling Balian in front of her, just as she was about to speak.
At this time, Balian slowly raised his face, his eyes filled with blood, like a bloodthirsty ghost.
Under the black eyelashes are scarlet pupils, and the bloody spiderweb-like cracks around the corners of the eyes spread ominously little by little.
Those eyes that have no color other than bright red and have nothing in them can't help but remind people of the cold death.
The fire chain tightened around his neck was trembling unsteadily, and dense wisps of dark energy spread out from his body.
It was a third mysterious and strange aura that was different from human spiritual power and certainly not possessed by corpse demons.
The light in Balian's eyes dispersed without focus. The moment he raised his hand to hold the fire chain, the blackness in his palm became more and more profound, and the fire chain immediately disappeared.
The eldest princess turned pale in shock. She didn't expect that he would be able to break free from her spiritual shackles.
Before he could react, his eyes flashed, and Balian's whole life rushed towards him.
His shoulders were pressed tightly by his hands, and a burning pain could be felt through his clothes.
Balian opened his mouth and buried his head, then poked out the fangs between his lips and pierced deeply into the blood vessels of the eldest princess's neck.
This incident happened so suddenly that the eldest princess had no chance to react.
She raised her eyebrows, with a hint of cold evil intent in her eyes. Her spiritual power surged in her body, trying to break off Bailian's fangs.
But as the spiritual power slowly circulated, a strong corpse poison invaded the body.
According to common sense, with the eldest princess's cultivation level, it would only take the blink of an eye to resolve his corpse poison just by suppressing it.
But the toxin injected into the body was burning, like some kind of stubborn disease of the tarsal bones. It was not just a simple thing like corpse poison.
The eldest princess belatedly realized that the crisis was coming. She looked solemn and slapped the other person's chest hard with her palm.
But the black energy that diffused out of Bailian's body seemed to be full of life, entwining with darkness and eating away the spiritual energy in her palms.
As the strange power was injected deeper and deeper into her body, the eldest princess was horrified to find that the demonic pattern on her neck that was supposed to have eliminated most of it was burning hot again.
The suffocating pain penetrated the divine palace, causing her head to sting continuously.
The magic lines on the neck, which seem to be blurred by wiping, are like threads and snakes, constantly swimming between the skin, slowly changing their positions, and forming a new curse seal.
There is no second flame marrow in the world for her to break the curse and gain freedom.
The eldest princess' heart was filled with turmoil!
The power of the devil river!
This kid actually has the power of the devil river in his body!
The son of the sword master actually inherited the Demon River!
The eldest princess's chest felt hot. She felt her blood boiling and cold, and her brain seemed to be unable to get enough blood, making her feel dizzy.
But after she reacted, she realized that the difficulty in blood supply was not an illusion.
But after this bastard bit her neck, it kept sucking her blood.
The eldest princess's hands and feet were cold, and her whole body was entangled and wrapped by the black energy emanating from Balian's body, and she couldn't resist at all.
This is really weird.
The Soul Qi Realm and Fusion Dao Realm were separated by more than a world. She was actually forced into such a situation by a junior?
The blood in the eldest princess's body was flowing out at an alarming speed, and her body slowly collapsed.
Bailian's eyes were still filled with tears, and he clasped the back of her head with one hand, pressing her tightly under him as she fell softly.
At this moment, death was so close to her.
The eldest princess frowned in pain, an abnormal light redness appeared on her delicate face, and there was a trace of pain in her throat mixed with the joy of holding back the embarrassment.
Her palms trembled as she grasped the clothes on Balian's shoulders, and her voice was hoarse as she breathed her dying breath.
His fingers gradually became weak and slid down, gently resting on Balian's naked and cold chest. His fingertips accidentally touched something cold and biting.
She reluctantly opened her misty eyes and looked down at a red bean-sized black bead under his collarbone, which was shaped like a drop of water, like a tear.
The black teardrop was embedded into his skin, and there were black cracks on the surrounding skin, which looked like traces of poisoning but were not poisoning.
The eldest princess was about to use her fingers to clasp it, but the fangs biting her neck pierced deeper, and her cold lips pressed against the hot skin.
Sweat rolled down her body, and an unfamiliar, wet, sticky, tingling and strange feeling made her suddenly lose her sense of proportion.
His breathing gradually became tighter, his whole body felt warm, and it was clear that the body pressing on him was cold.
But she was trembling all over as if she was being grilled on a fire.
The pain and the sticky, chewy feeling were intertwined like a spider web. In the end, even I didn't know whether it was pain or pleasure.
This feeling is very similar to the feeling of being captured by a water ghost in a deep pool of cold spring on a hot summer day.
My whole face was buried deep in the suffocating cold water, but I couldn't feel much pain. I could only feel the deep, cold sleep of being drowsy and confused.
It was strangely peaceful and dead. Gradually, I could only hear the sound of blood flowing in my veins, which turned from gentle to faint.
Even immortals are lives made of flesh and blood. Losing essence and blood means losing life.
The eldest princess realized the cruel fact that she was about to die.
She reluctantly raised her heavy eyelids wet with sweat and looked hazily at the pale shoulder in front of her.
She took a deep breath and took a short breath. Her eyes were tired and cruel. She lowered her head and bit down on Balian's shoulder with all her strength.
The moment he saw blood, the cold orangutan spirit spread between his lips and teeth, then slid into his throat, and he swallowed it like he was trying to survive.
