The space with a radius of ten meters was completely blocked. The intact table shook and the potted plants beside the table trembled. Mr. Guan's eyes were like lightning and he exuded a powerful aura. He said in a cold voice: "Zi Yi, you make me too sad."
Disappointed."
In the aura, Ding Ziyi was as calm as water and said calmly: "I don't like others to control me."
"Are you talking to me?" Mr. Guan sneered.
Ding Ziyi clenched his hand with one hand, and the energy in his hand wrapped around him, making a sizzling sound, and he punched casually.
Bang bang!
The fist force bombarded the aura. At the moment of contact, Mr. Guan's face changed drastically, he groaned, his body shook, and then returned to normal. However, the blocked aura around him suddenly dissipated.
"I have mastered the sword of breaking love to the extreme." Mr. Guan said bitterly, "My little junior sister is indeed the master's most beloved disciple. Senior brother, I am willing to be inferior."
"Is there anything else?" Ding Ziyi said lightly.
"I don't have it anymore, but there have been a lot of things going on in the Ding family recently. It is said that Wu Jialing has begun to take revenge, and your father has been listed as the first target!" Mr. Guan said with a faint smile.
Ding Ziyi's eyes flashed coldly, and he grabbed it out of thin air, and a sound broke through the air. He held the sword of love-breaking in his hand, brushing it, and connected the three swords, making virtual strokes in the air, forming three thin arcs of energy, winding towards
other side.
Mr. Guan's face changed drastically, he clasped his hands together, changed his handprints, and then struck out with a palm. The dark blue palmprints were in front of Ding Ziyi in an instant.
Ding dong!
The three sword energies collided with the palm prints, and they seemed to cancel out. Before Mr. Guan could stop his hand, Ding Ziyi's eyes suddenly turned cold. There was only a slight trembling sound, and with a puff, Mr. Guan's sleeves were gone.
"Invisible sword energy!" Mr. Guan said in shock, "How is that possible!"
Ding Ziyi sheathed her sword and said in a cold voice: "Don't interfere in Wu Ming and I's affairs. Otherwise, don't blame me for not caring about our friendship, and I will kill you to death."
Mr. Guan's face showed anger, and he wanted to get angry, but his sleeves were flying. The opponent's strength just now was not the same but vital. Thinking of the consequences, he shuddered. He suppressed his anger and said: "Don't forget, your mother is still here.
In my hand!"
Ding Ziyi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and left immediately.
"If it weren't for this, you would have died long ago." Ding Ziyi's cold voice came from outside the door, "Wu Ming, I will take action and give the master an explanation!"
Not long after Ding Ziyi left, Mr. Guan burst into laughter.
"Okay, very good! Zi Yi, you have finally mastered your swordsmanship, and the plan can be started simultaneously." Mr. Guan called Mr. Xiao and said, "Pass it on and start Plan B."
Mr. Xiao's expression changed drastically and he said, "Mr. Guan, Plan B is too dangerous."
Mr. Guan snorted coldly: "Ding Ziyi has received a great opportunity in the land of reincarnation. His martial arts has become great. I can't hold it back. I can only start to prepare for disgust. Hum, I hope you won't disappoint me, little junior sister."
Mr. Guan's title was a bit confusing, with Ziyi and Junior Sister appearing alternately. His feelings towards Ding Ziyi were a little complicated, but that's a story later. At this time, he was extremely annoyed with Ding Ziyi's behavior, because Ding Ziyi had been in the Land of Reincarnation since her trip.
His surname suddenly changed.
"Wu Ming." Mr. Guan remembered the underground meeting in Shanghai. The man led by Wu Qing'er was young and had an immature expression, like an eagle under its wings. He could not see any threat at all. But he thought there was no threat.
Man, he was tempted to kill.
Although Wu Ming is the crown prince of Wu Jialing, he also has an equally impressive status and even more terrifying self-resources.
To kill someone, you don't necessarily have to do it yourself.
Mr. Guan sneered and said to Mr. Xiao: "Please help me get through the phone call of the head of the Ding family. I have something to discuss."
...The night is already deep.
The cold grocery store is exceptionally quiet.
The fire in the store was rising, and eighteen silver needles were stacked on a layer of silver tin foil. The boss leisurely held the silver needles and inserted them into Wu Qing'er's back casually.
The delicate body is half naked, the jade body is exposed, and there is endless temptation. But the two people involved do not look away. The boss's eyes are as calm as water, and he is like a god. Every needle goes down, with an atmosphere that is difficult to describe.
I can't feel the energy of the movement at all, and the boss seems to be a mystery.
Wu Ming didn't care about things that went against common sense. Instead, he stared at Wu Qing'er's beautiful back, just staring at her and observing her reaction.
After the eighteen needles were administered, the boss said: "I have activated the energy in her body. The death energy in the meridians is too heavy, and the congestion is difficult to eliminate. The spiritual bones cannot be preserved for too long. Once the box is removed, they will dissipate. Note
Stay, the moment the spirit bone comes out of the box, you have to wrap it up and insert it into the meridians of her body."
"Also, the most important thing is to combine the power in your body and inject it into her body. How good she is will depend on your sincerity."
After the boss said that, he stood up and left. When he left the threshold, his palms flew, and Wu Qing'er felt a strong force wrap around her and turned around.
Poof!
The clothes on his body exploded, revealing a perfect upper body that made people spurt blood. Even though Wu Ming was prepared, his heart was still shaken. On the contrary, Wu Qing'er's eyes were calm and she said calmly: "Let's do it."
Wu Ming didn't notice that when Wu Qing'er was talking, her fingers were turning white when she pinched the sheets.
There are nine silver needles standing on the chest, trembling slightly. Below the two red dots, six silver needles are arranged side by side, and there are three more on the lower abdomen. Nine and nine are unified, stimulating Wu Qing'er's potential to the greatest extent.
Wu Ming is looking for "one", "one" is the ultimate, and "one" is vitality.
In the center of the two rows of silver needles, a dark-yellow air mass loomed, which was the energy channel forced out by the boss using the silver needle technique.
The Qi pulse is long, and the life is long. If you have a voice, your talent is unparalleled. Wu Qing'er is a naturally powerful martial arts practitioner. She is not afraid of difficulties, and her cultivation is astonishing. However, the more talented a person is, the more deadly energy will form after being injured.
The more it is, the harder it will be to get rid of it and return to normal.
A bit of energy came out, glowing with a faint golden light, and poured into Wu Qing'er's body, through the thin skin, and into the light group.
The moment the energy entered, the light group expanded violently and quickly dispersed throughout the limbs and bones.
Wu Qing'er's face was flushed, her lower abdomen was shining red, and red filaments condensed from her limbs to her chest, forming a faint mark of a new star.
A steady stream of energy poured into his body, and Wu Ming's face gradually turned pale.
Poof!
Wu Qing'er spat out a mouthful of black blood, her body was weak, and she looked at Wu Ming who was sweating on her forehead with confused eyes, and gradually closed her eyes. Her body felt warm and indescribably comfortable, as if she was suddenly bathed in the sun in a world of ice and snow.
Underneath, an indescribable feeling.
With his fingers on his lower abdomen, his frozen body suddenly had a strange reaction. Wu Qing'er's face began to turn red and her breathing became unsteady.
"Be calm!" Wu Ming shouted.
Wu Qing'er suddenly woke up, secretly annoyed that her reaction had become so... Even so, Wu Qing'er quickly returned to normal, nodded solemnly, and fully integrated into the quality.
Wu Ming took out the spirit bone, crushed it hard, and with a pop, it turned into dots of fluorescent light floating in the air.
"Condensation!" Wu Ming waved his free hand vigorously, and nine huge spiritual traces immediately sealed the void, sealing it with endless energy to prevent the fluorescence transformed from the spiritual bones from escaping.
At this moment, the light mass in Wu Qing'er's lower abdomen expanded rapidly, swelling to the size of a bowl.
"Oops!" Wu Ming was secretly shocked.
There is death energy in the light group. Once it splits, all the treatment will be destroyed. Huge energy gushes out, and countless intruders get into Wu Qing'er's body.
When the intruder invaded her body and wreaked havoc, Wu Qing'er's body convulsed, her face was bloodshot, and her two extremely beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, which was indescribably distressing.
The stunning beauty exudes an invisible charm, even with Wu Ming's determination, he can't help but be in a trance.
Wu Ming tried his best to suppress his strange thoughts and slowly closed his eyes.
After a few seconds, Wu Ming suddenly opened his eyes and shouted softly: "Ning!"
All the fluorescence was forcibly condensed by Wu Ming and turned into a crystal clear diamond-like bead. The shape was slightly different from the first one, and the strange characters on it had been broken up by Wu Ming.
Wu Ming suddenly grabbed it and pressed it hard into Wu Qing'er's lower abdomen.
The moment the bead entered the body, a powerful golden light shot out, covering the two of them. The whole room glowed with scorching light.
Wu Ming's face was solemn, bathed in the golden light, and he suddenly took away the fingers that were injecting energy, clasped his hands together, and formed the mudra taught by the grocery store owner.
One, two, three,... a total of nine mudras, nine and nine combined into one, turning into a slender light containing pale golden light.
A sizzling sound sounded, light shone, the space trembled, and the traces of light gradually opened up. This was the result of the energy, and almost all the energy was condensed. Wu Ming felt empty in his body. Even though his body was extremely weak, he gritted his teeth to support it.
The most terrifying thing is that the intruder in the body gradually transferred to Wu Qing'er's body as if in the square of the land of reincarnation.
His face turned into frost, Wu Ming's body trembled, the veins on his arms turned red, and his blood faded, gradually turning white. The life exchange between the two, the death energy in Wu Qing'er's body began to transfer to Wu Ming, and
Wu Ming paid the price of the invader in exchange for Wu Qing'er's huge vitality.
Only then did Wu Ming understand what the grocery store owner meant.
Creation is new life.
Wu Ming closed his eyes, took out the sword from the Land of Reincarnation on his foot, cut his finger, and blood flowed into Wu Qing'er's mouth.
Wu Qing'er opened her eyes and wanted to refuse, but when she saw Wu Ming's solemn eyes, she opened her lips.
In the exchange of death energy and vitality, blood is the greatest medium. Wu Ming noticed that the vitality was gradually disappearing and he was slowly becoming weak.
Unconsciously, Wu Qing'er saw the huge shadow behind Wu Ming.
At this moment, the most mysterious power in Wu Ming's body, which had not been active for a long time and was hidden in the deepest part, began the strongest riot.
This movement directly caused Wu Ming to spurt out blood.
