Clothes were thrown all over the floor, and the room was full of spring water.
After Ruoyouruowu's sobs, there was a woman's thin moan.
Lazy like a cat, dripping with sweat.
Suning calmed down and guided her deliberately: "Daughter-in-law, do your business."
"Integrate the Huang Yin Qi I sent to you to reduce the leakage of Long Yang."
"Try to reconcile yin and yang as quickly as possible to avoid extraneous problems."
Lingxi opened her eyes with a blushing face and panted: "Okay."
She could clearly feel his presence, and the majestic cold breath quickly poured into her body from his body.
Cold, biting cold.
Mixed into the hot Long Yang, her blurred consciousness became clear for a moment.
Then, he saw a faint purple beam of light condensed above Suning's head.
It was about as thick as an adult's arm and landed at the far end of the void, sensing from the True Phoenix Star.
Time is flowing slowly.
Under the "resistance" of the robbed person in the outside world, all the red blood on the star's surface turned into mist.
The blood line connecting the True Dragon Star still exists, buried deep in the clouds, shining brightly.
In Tianshou Cemetery, Liu Sansheng, who was sitting in the guard room smoking and drinking tea, stared blankly and got up in vain.
"It's time."
"The yin and yang of the true dragon and true phoenix merge. The next three hours are the perfect moment to take Lingxi's life."
"Lingxi is going to die, and Suning, who provides Huang Yin Qi, may not be able to withstand it."
"Tonight, I am destined to have no sleep."
He patted Chen Xuanjun on the shoulder, put down the newly purchased enamel teapot, walked straight outside and said: "Take your people and guard the cemetery."
"Don't disturb me. I won't allow any problems to arise for at least the next three hours."
"Understand?"
He spoke very softly, but the murderous intent faintly emanating from his body was a stern warning to Chen Xuanjun.
The latter bowed his hands, silently stepped back and said, "My child, go right away."
Liu Sansheng came to the open space in the center of the tomb area, and the half-burning cigarette in his hand cut through the dark night.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, raising his old hands above his head.
"call."
A strong wind blew, and the fallen leaves flew.
The dazzling Kunlun green robe was rustling in the wind.
"Fourteen years of planning, just focus on the present."
"Xiao Meng, I will get all the old and new grudges back for you tonight."
"When we become immortals and live as long as heaven, no one can stop us."
"Whoever stops me will die."
He looked crazy and bit the tip of his tongue.
"puff."
Three drops of scarlet blood were floating in front of him, spinning back and forth.
Liu Sansheng didn't squint, and used his left hand as a knife to cut his right wrist.
A large amount of blood fell on the thick floor tiles, and within three or four seconds, it was completely absorbed.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The shrill cries came from the underground, and countless lonely ghosts emerged from the thousands of tombstones.
Liu Sansheng made a vigorous effort, made a secret with the five fingers of his right hand, curled his palm into a fist, and punched forward fiercely.
"Boom."
Thunder breaks out late at night in winter, which is breathtaking.
The next moment, there were bright light curtains in the four directions of Tianshou Cemetery, southeast and northwest.
It's like four transparent air walls forming an oval-shaped substantial mask.
The white-haired old man in the center looks shaky, as if he is on a rough sea.
He is that little boat.
Drifting with the current, drifting further and further away.
"rise."
Liu Sansheng's thin body sitting cross-legged on the ground was suspended in the air, and his sound spread far away like a loud bell.
The first drop of blood flying in front of him suddenly exploded, turning into thousands of strands of blood that eroded the light mask.
In an instant, the cemetery shook.
The real earth trembled, the mountains collapsed, and the earth cracked.
