In front of the stone tablet, Murong Jing called out with some fear: "Mu Qing?"
Mu Qing did not respond to her, and there was no emotion in his bloody eyes, but the twitching of his cheeks was enough to show that Mu Qing's current state was not normal.
Murong Jing was afraid that Mu Qing would become a monster like Bai Hao and had to use the breath-taking method again, but Mu Qing was faster than her. The part of Shura power that she had forcibly shared before was like a river that had found its final home. , no longer raging inside Murong Jing's body, but surged back into Mu Qing's body.
"Uh." Murong Jing snorted, with a vague premonition in her heart. If it continued, Mu Qing might fall into a state of loss of control. She twisted her wrist, trying to break free, but she was afraid of hurting Mu Qing. , without exerting much force, on the contrary, in the entanglement, more Shura power was absorbed into Mu Qing's body.
Murong Jing looked at Mu Qing's familiar face but completely indifferent and unfamiliar expression. She no longer hesitated, broke free from Mu Qing's fingers, and was about to leave Mu Qing's side temporarily.
Mu Qing stood up after her, and like a wild beast targeting the fleeing prey under its claws, he launched an attack with great speed, hitting Murong Jing on the shoulder with a palm.
At this time, Mu Qing's face became even more distorted. In his vision shrouded in blood, he couldn't tell who was who at all. He just relied on his killing instinct to plunder everything in front of him.
Murong Jing's back hit the stone monument and she groaned. Blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. The mask on one side of her waist flashed with light. She was about to launch a defensive attack, but Murong Jing suppressed her emotions and stopped her.
She knew that Mu Qing was affected by the power of Shura after all, and now she only wanted to protect herself before trying to find a way to wake Mu Qing up. But the Suzaku thorn on her waist had been upgraded to a Taoist weapon. When she was full of spirituality, she saw her master was injured and stabbed Mu Qing in the chest with a trembling sound.
"Don't."
Murong Jing stretched out her hand to stop him again, but it was already over at this short distance.
The Suzaku thorn directly pierced Mu Qing's heart, and the blood tank that had dimmed made a thumping sound similar to the beating of a heart, and then it actually absorbed the Shura power from Mu Qing's body.
This situation made Suzaku surprised for a while, and he wanted to see the effect. Mu Qing suddenly roared, hit Murong Jing's shoulder with his palm, and slashed towards Murong Jing's neck at an angle.
Murong Jing could have activated the mask to attack Mu Qing, but she gave up subconsciously, not even thinking about defense. She looked at Mu Qing with a pale and beautiful face with some disappointment, and shouted softly: "Mu Qing."
After all, the palm knife formed by the five fingers coming together did not cut on the fair and slender neck. Mu Qing's red eyes remained the same, and even the expression of struggle was gone. He just stiffened his movements and looked at Murong Jing.
Murong Jing seemed to have guessed what Mu Qing was going through at this moment. She leaned against the stone tablet without moving to the side, just dangerously putting her life in Mu Qing's hands and no longer resisted.
The Suzaku thorn inserted into Mu Qing's chest quickly withdrew from the chest due to the rejection from Mu Qing's body. It stabbed again, but immediately felt Murong Jing's inspiration, and flew back to her waist, and left the mask. Yiyi put away his sharp edge.
As the two looked at each other, Murong Jing's eyes fell on Mu Qing's chest, where the wound caused by the Suzaku thorn was recovering rapidly, but Murong Jing's face never got better.
This silence seemed long, but in fact it was just a matter of breaths. The next moment, Mu Qing's expression suddenly became extremely ferocious, and the demon-suppressing sword that had been hovering behind Mu Qing changed and flew over with a roar.
The sword passed by Mu Qing's temple, took away a strand of hair, and shot straight towards Murong Jing's face.
Murong Jing's face was a little disappointed, but she didn't just sit still and wait for death. She turned her head to avoid the blow, but she heard a "pop" in her ears, and blood immediately splashed on her face.
Murong Jing looked at the scene in front of her with a blank expression. When she saw Mu Qing holding the sword with one hand and blood flowing out from between her fingers, she felt a little distressed and subconsciously reached out her hand towards Mu Qing.
This action seemed to anger Mu Qing, and Mu Qing shouted "Let's go". The hand that was holding the sword tightly now stabbed Murong Jing tremblingly.
Murong Jing's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, biting her lip. This time she did not avoid it. She was going to use this dangerous behavior to wake up Mu Qing!
Seeing the bronze sword being held by Mu Qing from the middle of the sword body, and swinging it towards Murong Jing, Mu Qing's sword eyebrows suddenly raised, and the other hand hanging by his side grabbed the wrist of the hand holding the sword. Push to the side.
"Ding."
The demon-suppressing sword deflected Murong Jing's face, leaving a shallow red mark on her crystal earlobe, and then hit the stone monument so fast that even the blood on the blade hit the stone monument. On the top, it seems to be decorated with a few small red plums.
"Hu~hu~"
Mu Qing used the sword as a support, his body poured out, and he panted wildly. His voice was like a drowning person finally reaching the shore, revealing unparalleled eagerness.
Murong Jing was almost touching Mu Qing, face to face, listening to the breathing that gradually calmed down in her ears. Although she didn't look at Mu Qing's face, she felt that familiar feeling return to Mu Qing's body. , her slender eyebrows curved: "Mu Qing?"
"Um."
After a short response, Mu Qing stood up straight, with a few traces of scarlet still in his eyes, and said with fear on his face: "Silly woman, why don't you hide?"
Murong Jing raised the corners of her mouth and shook her head. She looked at Mu Qing's eyebrows with bright eyes and asked subconsciously: "Are you the Mu Qing from before?"
Mu Qing was stunned, and quickly understood what Murong Jing meant. He frowned, as if recalling the bad experience just now. The few traces of scarlet in his eyes turned faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye, his eyes were full of scarlet again. Just as Murong Jing frowned While raising his eyebrows, Mu Qing said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I'm fine. As long as I defeat the erosion of my spiritual consciousness by the power of Shura, I will still be me."
"The power of Shura? Then are you the body of Shura?" Murong Jing's hand subconsciously went to Mu Qing's chest, trying to touch the location of the wound just now, but at this time, her cheeks were stained with a real blush.
Before, her whole heart was thinking about Mu Qing's comfort, but only then did Murong Jing realize that Mu Qing had a few strands of clothes hanging on her body, which was undoubtedly naked.
Mu Qing held her delicate hand, and while absorbing the remaining Shura power in Murong Jing's body, he said with lingering fear: "This is not a Shura body, but because of my special physique, I should have gained some abilities."
"Such as recovery ability?" Murong Jing asked with her eyebrows widened.
"Um."
When Mu Qing absorbed the power of Shura in Murong Jing's body, Murong Jing completely let go of her body. This trust for the rest of their lives made the two of them look at each other and smile. Mu Qing confirmed several times that Murong Jing had no power of Shura inside her body. After that, he let out a heavy breath, looked around, and said tiredly: "It's finally over. I may have to rest for a long time after I go out. I'll leave the outside matters to my aunt and the others."
As he said that, he did not let go, holding Murong Jing's hand and heading towards the entrance of the passage. When he turned around, his hand suddenly became heavier, and Murong Jing collapsed on the ground.
