"If you can't bear it, say something." Feng Danyuan said.
Just now he saw that Nan Ming couldn't hold the Chongming Bow. He was indeed joking, but when he said this now, he really had no other meaning. He had also had his meridians washed by Kunlun Snow Jade, and he knew how painful the pain was.
, he has the "Canghailu" body protection and can't bear it, let alone Nanming, who is now just a mortal flesh fetus.
However, Nanming obviously over-interpreted it.
"It's okay." He said calmly through gritted teeth, against his will.
Feng Danyuan took a closer look at him and saw that his expression was as usual, so he really believed what he said. "Canghailu" circulated, and the power of Kunlun Snow Jade was one after another. From a trickle, it gradually merged into a surging river and poured into Nanming.
in vivo.
Since Chiyou, Nanming has been through three generations, and has not experienced any storms. He was killed by Ji Xuanyuan with a Pangu ax, but it was just like that. Many years later, he became a good man again.
However, the pain that felt like countless ice knives picking at his bones at this moment was driving him crazy.
This kind of torture was even worse than Ling Chi's - Ling Chi only cut the flesh, but this was cutting the flesh and removing the bones!
His strong willpower kept him silent in front of Feng Danyuan, but his physical body could not bear it anymore: big beads of sweat fell like rain, and his whole body was like fish fished out of water, and he could not help but tremble.
Zhang Jun's face turned as white as a ghost.
An idea flashed through his mind, and the words he said when Feng Danyuan was washing his meridians suddenly flashed across his mind: "Hold it! Kunlun Snow Jade can cleanse people's meridians and even internal organs. If you do this for several rounds, the divine power absorbed by 'Canghailu' will be absorbed by you."
Then you can make it your own!"
At this moment, he only had one thought: It would be better to die than to wash his mother's mind.
Feng Danyuan naturally noticed Nan Ming's strangeness.
After a brief thought, he stopped Xueyu's menstrual cleansing and marrow cutting, and only injected the rich and warm "Canghailu" into Nanming's body.
Nanming suddenly felt alive.
When Feng Danyuan saw that his complexion improved, he continued to wash his meridians with Xueyu.
Nanming immediately went from the fourth day of the human world to the eighteenth level of hell.
In this way, when he couldn't bear it any longer, Feng Danyuan used "Canghailu". Seeing that he could no longer resist, Feng Danyuan turned it into the power of snow jade.
Nanming was jumping around in the human world for a while, and then went to hell to experience mountains of swords and seas of fire.
After these few times, Nan Ming collapsed. He gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Danyuan, can you wash it all in one go?"
It was such a painful thing, but he still had to go back and forth. As soon as he was ready, the knife that had cut into the bone was pulled out. Feng Danyuan, did you do this on purpose?
"Are you sure you can do it?" Feng Danyuan expressed doubt.
"I'm sure!" Nan Ming squeezed out a positive reply from between his teeth.
"Okay." Feng Danyuan respected his choice.
The power of Kunlun Snow Jade, like a big river, rushed into Nanming's eight extraordinary meridians and internal organs. Nanming's whole body shook into a sieve, and his eyesight turned black.
He fainted, but just as he fainted, he was woken up by the pain.
After going back and forth, Nan Ming's willpower finally collapsed. He screamed, which shocked Feng Danyuan: He knew it hurt, but was it really that painful?
Well, if Nan Ming can scream like a ghost and howl like a wolf, it will definitely be painful.
"You - if you bear it any longer, it will be over soon." He said.
