1858. Chapter 1858 Blood Alchemy Wins the Foundation 6
The sarcasm in Ling Luo's eyes was unmistakable. She knelt down and stared at Ling Ying at leisure, with an extremely innocent smile on her face.
Ling Ying knew that she was behind bars.
"Ling Luo, you are despicable and shameless, and you used such despicable methods!"
"Poisoning is despicable and shameless?" Ling Luo smiled, "What about you? You sacrificed me with a demon formation a thousand years ago, so what does that mean? What words should I use to describe you?"
Ling Ying's face turned pale.
"A man is a filthy woman and a woman is a prostitute? Her deeds are obvious? Are she acting like a dog and a pig?"
Without saying a word, Ling Ying's face turned even paler.
These accusations are so conclusive that she has no position to refute them.
"I really hate why the fire didn't burn you completely to death." Ling Ying gritted her teeth with hatred.
Ling Luo's eyes turned cold and he sneered: "If I die, who will take care of you two bitches?"
Ling Ying stared at Ling Luo fiercely and said: "Don't be complacent, Ye will come to save me soon. You are only at the eleventh level of Life Mark, and you are no match for Ye!"
"Haha, why are you still daydreaming?" Ling Luo laughed uncontrollably and raised her voice a few pitches, "Chu Ye, he has never loved you at all! You made him cuckold, and he even more
I hate you so much! Ling Ying, you will die here today, and Chu Ye will not even frown!"
Ling Ying leaned against the stone table and trembled heavily.
Her face is like ruins and her heart is as gray as death.
The last glimmer of hope was completely extinguished in those turbid eyes.
Ling Luo tilted her head slightly, smiled like a flower, and moved her cherry lips slightly, like a devil whispering: "I brought you hope, and then I strangled it with my own hands. Ling Ying, the expression on your face is so satisfying.
Already."
If you want to take revenge on someone, you must first completely destroy her heart, and then destroy her body bit by bit.
"Do you know the feeling of tongues of fire licking your body inch by inch?" Ling Luo stretched out a hand and gently lifted Ling Ying's chin.
Ling Ying's gray eyes suddenly flashed with fear.
"You must not know. Seeing you showing such a cute expression, I will be merciful and let you experience it once."
"No! Don't!" Ling Ying shook her head desperately and screamed at the top of her lungs.
"You are very noisy." The smile on Ling Luo's face did not diminish, and she suddenly pinched Ling Ying's chin, with fierce eyes, and with a clever move of her hand, she directly removed Ling Ying's mandible.
After the dislocation, Lingying's mouth could no longer be closed and she could no longer make that sharp sound.
"Your line has only one word, and that is 'want'."
Ling Ying shook her head desperately, her eyes filled with deep fear, and two lines of tears rolled down her pale cheeks.
"Recently, I have learned a particularly interesting spell called Blood Refining and Seizing the Foundation. As long as you find a monk in the foundation building stage, you can use this method to refine her bones, blood, and soul, and during the refining process
, but also to ensure that the other party cannot die, and to extract the other party's spiritual roots for your own use."
Ling Ying's face was already twisted with fear.
"No...no..."
There was a muffled sound in her throat, and her bloodshot eyes were full of pleading.
Ling Luo let go of the hand that was holding Ling Ying's chin, folded her hands across her chest, happily appreciated the expression on her face, and said in surprise: "Sister, are you begging me?"