The blood fills the body again

Author: Ke Yuyu

The blood fills the body again

Halfway through, Zhang Quan covered his mouth in an exaggerated manner and smiled delicately.

There’s no need to reveal the implication—it’s so easy to keep an eye on the fake city lord!

Of course You Xuelin knew that the beautiful concubine assigned to him by the Demon Sect was not only to win over her, but also to facilitate surveillance and control of him, the fake city lord. Otherwise, why would a monk who had taken off his mortal body give you a mortal bed warmer?

It's just that it doesn't sound good when you say it so clearly.

Anyway, if you think about it, being able to be used means that you are valuable!

Moreover, everyone got what they needed, and he also enjoyed the ultimate happiness in the world. Zhang Quan, a female cultivator, is indeed much more interesting than a mortal woman. Her body is flexible and convoluted, and she has endless tricks. The ecstasy and bone-crushing feeling he gets from her is far better than Bai Ju's.

Those weak little ladies in the city.

"Sister Tsuen, don't leave, just stay in Baiju City! How about being the wife of a serious city lord and enjoying the wealth and honor of the world for once?"

You Xuelin hugged his beautiful concubine and begged half-seriously.

Zhang Quan tapped his forehead with one finger:

"How dare you think about it! How many people in our holy sect want to marry me! Even you, Master You..."

She tilted her face and looked at You Shuhua, her words were half hidden and half revealed, her lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and her eyes were filled with sparkles, which was truly breathtaking.

You Shuhua just pretended not to hear, his face became more serious:

"Why don't you hurry up and guard him! If the time is too late, he won't be able to be the city lord, and you can only go back to your Heavenly Demon Sect and be a foot-washing maid!"

This sentence touched Zhang Quan's sore spot. Her face darkened, she stamped her feet angrily, and then paused.

She did what she did, but her heart was not shaken at all.

If you really go back and you can't get any credit, you might actually return to the bottom and be shouted at by everyone. But if you stay in the city lord's palace, you will be surrounded by everyone and enjoy yourself to the fullest.

Maybe, there is still a chance to keep the bloodline that I like, and from now on to sit in a city, with a style of respect that is similar to that of the princess of a small country. Wouldn't it be more comfortable than practicing hard every day?

I just don’t know, how much of You Xuelin’s feelings are true and how much of them are fake?

She stared at the sincere and pitiful You Xuelin with her wonderful eyes, suddenly smiled, stretched out her head, and lightly left a light crimson lipstick mark on You Xuelin's face, and then gave You Shuhua a provocative hook.

Lips, like willows swayed by the wind, moved towards the entrance of the secret passage.

You Xuelin narrowed his eyes and stroked the spot on his cheek where Zhang Quan kissed him, smiled "hehe" and smacked it in his mouth, as if savoring the rest of the taste.

You Shuhua looked down on him like this, and was secretly annoyed that he had supported such a slut, but he had no other choice, so he said patiently:

"Are you ready? If you insert this root again, there will be no problem in identifying the bloodline tomorrow."

You Xuelin touched his chest. The transparent mask that could transform him back into his true self was hidden there. From then on, he would no longer be able to use it, and he felt a little stunned.

He stared at the thick branch stuck in the blood groove of the stone platform with love and hate, raised his head and said:

"Ready, come on!"

He closed his eyes as usual.

However, today, the branch was as thick as a leg, and it had to forcefully penetrate into his body. How could he bear it? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly open his eyes a crack.

Fortunately, You Shuhua didn't notice that he was peeping. He was concentrating on the red branch in his hand, stepping on the Bagua direction and mumbling something.

A burst of blood-red mist arose on the stone platform, swirling like a whirlpool. The face of You Yucheng, who was tightly bound on the stone platform, changed from pale to gray, almost dead.

Even though You Xuelin was used to seeing this scene, he couldn't help but secretly wonder: Looking at his face, could it be that You Yucheng is about to die? I don't know if it's because he knows that his position as city lord is about to be completely replaced, or because the blood that You Shuhua took this time is a little too much.

How many?

That sacred tree will also provide nutrients for Youyu to grow for a long time!

You Xuelin suddenly remembered that after You Shuhua took blood from You Yucheng today, he did not give him any supplements. In the past, he had repeatedly told him not to forget to give You Yucheng the supplements.

Forgot? It’s impossible. This is something I do every day and I have never forgotten it.

You Shuhua also specially emphasized that you should not forget to give You Yucheng supplements, so that you can draw blood for You Xuelin and You Xuelin's children and grandchildren for a long time!

You Xuelin opened his mouth. Seeing that You Shuhua was not distracted, he had to put aside the strange feeling in his heart. He didn't dare to reveal that he was peeping. He could only wait until Mr. You finished casting the spell.

The blood mist became thicker and thicker, turning into a whirlwind. The bottom was like a huge mouth like a deep cave, swallowing the branch completely.

After a moment, the blood mist dissipated, and the branches were like red crystals. They were shaped like swords and halberds. The flames illuminated the four walls red, and the breath made people palpitate.

You Xuelin's mouth was full of bitterness, his heart was pounding, and he closed his eyes tightly, as if not looking at it would lessen the pain that filled his body.

The blood-red sword and halberd hung above You Xuelin's head. With a flash of red light, it penetrated straight into his Baihui point!

Suddenly, You Xuelin turned red from Baihui to his spine, like a red-hot iron pestle or a transparent red crystal column. Sweat rolled down his forehead and his body trembled.

You Shuhua didn't take it seriously. It was like this every time. Mortals were weaker after all! Although the boy seemed to be more uncomfortable today, it was probably because the branch he chose today was slightly thicker and he couldn't bear it.

You Xuelin was shaking more and more violently. As the blood in the red column flew into his body, the pain on his face became even more intense. Blue veins popped out and he was grinding his teeth. His ferocious face was completely unrecognizable from its original appearance.

Gradually, the blood in the crystal column became less and less, and the light became dimmer and dimmer.

The moment the red light completely submerged into You Xuelin's body, he trembled and fell to the ground, his eyes closed tightly, as if he had lost consciousness, and his limbs twitched uncontrollably from time to time.

You Shuhua wiped the sweat from his temples and breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s finally over!

He looked at the mangy dog-like person on the ground with disgust, stretched out his foot and kicked it lightly:

"Okay, get up! It's done!"

You Xuelin was pushed by his foot, and his arm was like mud. His arm hung lifelessly on one side, feeling nothing.

You Shuhua was startled and lowered his head to detect his breathing, but there was no movement at all!

Exploring the jugular vein again, it was cold and wet, with no pulse at all!

You Shuhua's heart also felt cold. He suppressed his panic, stretched out his hand and slapped You Xuelin's cheeks, and then touched his heart and three meridians of Cun, Guan and Chi. Everything within his reach was lifeless.

No way!

As a last resort, he channeled a trace of spiritual power into You Xuelin's body, trying to revive his life.

But the spiritual power is like walking in a wood carving and clay sculpture, it is blocked and desolate everywhere, and it doesn't look like a living person!

Could it be that, after working hard for several years and putting all his efforts into it, he finally became the dead city lord?
Chapter completed!