Zhang Yunsheng still remembered the touch of this person's lips. They were warm at first, and then after being bitten by him a few times, and some blood came out, they would turn into hot red lips.
She has tasted it.
Zhang Yunsheng carefully held Liu Yunqing's head, trying to pour all the concoction into his mouth.
However, there are always gaps in the structure of the corners of the mouth for the concoction to accidentally spill out.
Her hand went around the back of Liu Yunqing's neck, holding his head, and her other hand held her chin to support her jaw. Her own head sank an inch, so she asked the man's head to move up an inch.
Wake up...you can't die...
If you die...
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There are three clans in the Northern Territory, and they are a large clan whose ancestors have ascended to immortality.
Fu repairs the Zhang family, formation repairs the Dongye family, and implements repair the Baili family.
As the heir to the Zhang family, Zhang Yunsheng's daily life before entering Shifangmen can be described as rigid.
From the Zi hour to the Yin hour, you have to meditate and exercise your spiritual consciousness through family secrets. At the Mao hour, you go to the martial arts field to practice your body skills. Before you can have your spiritual acupoints, you have to fight with the monks who built the foundation at home.
The five hours from Chen Shi to Shen Shi are spent learning talismans from the elders, and the three hours from You Shi to Hai Shi are spent learning various forbidden arts and secrets at home, as well as the historical secrets of the world of cultivation.
Day after day, year after year, boring... and helpless.
She had to do this from the day she was born, from the time the blood of the Zhang family flowed through her body, from the time she fell to the ground and her bones were explored by the family master.
She is known as the most talented person of this generation in the Zhang family.
She must know the past and present, understand the principles, understand the general situation, consider the overall situation, behave politely, and have a plan in mind.
She wants to be omnipotent and support the entire Zhang family.
As everyone hoped, Zhang Yunsheng became the most upright child, and the talismans she wrote could even win the approval of her ancestors. In her eyes, the intrigues in the family became children's games, and no one could remove her from the world.
Pull it down from this position.
No one deserves to be the head of the family except her.
After her spiritual orifice was opened, the Zhang family sent her to Shifangmen.
The Shifang Sect is the largest sect in the southern region, and she has mastered everything the Zhang family has learned. If she wants to have smooth sailing on the road of cultivation, she must have clean cause and effect, a firm Taoist heart, and the most important thing...
An evenly matched opponent, killing and killing an entangled opponent.
There are hidden turmoils within the Zhang family, and the hearts and minds of the branches of the main family are unpredictable. If she stays in the Northern Territory, the cause and effect on her cultivation path will be chaotic.
The Taoist heart must be experienced in the world of mortals and polished like jade. Only after polishing can it be crystal clear and firm.
As for her opponent, no one among her peers in the Zhang family matched her natural appearance. She needed to go to a large sect to meet people from the four realms whose talents matched hers.
Before leaving, she brought countless spiritual stones and magical materials. She even didn't take this world-shattering wealth seriously until she met the young sword cultivator.
He is about the same age as himself and is gifted with sword bones. He is a genius rarely seen in swordsmanship for thousands of years.
Zhang Yunsheng determined that this person's talent was worthy of being his opponent!
She chased this young swordsman every day, stuffed a bunch of explosive talismans in her hand, and threw them at him like a big spender.
The young man is never afraid of the enemy, and he will not retreat without fighting. As long as she throws the talisman, he will definitely use his spiritual power to fight with ten directions of swordsmanship. Unfortunately, the young man has only just opened his spiritual aperture, and the spiritual power of the foundation cannot support many explosions.
symbol.
Zhang Yunsheng's spiritual power also has a limit. If she throws a dozen or so, her spiritual power will be exhausted. At this time, she will take out a bottle of spiritual storage pills, swallow it with her head raised, and continue to chase the boy.
"..."
"Why are you still taking the Spirit Storage Pill?!"
"Why don't you take the Spirit Storage Pill?"
"……I don't"
"Oh, I do."
"..."
"Why don't you buy some? Jiu Ku Peak is very close to Jian Peak."
"No money."
For the first time in his life, Zhang Yunsheng knew that there were monks who could not afford the spirit-storing pill. The girl in brocade clothes was stunned on the spot, holding the glass bottle in her hand. She lowered her head and glanced at the bottle of spirit-storing pill, and then turned her attention to the young man again.
, his expression rarely remained tense, full of disbelief.
"How is it possible...that someone can't afford the elixir?"
The young man didn't care about his poverty. He used the wind-winding sword to support his injured body and said calmly: "I don't have any money to practice swordsmanship."
The next moment, the girl in brocade clothes calmed down her expression, put on the dignified and elegant human skin mask again, and said calmly: "Oh, I know that sword cultivators are poor, but I just didn't expect that you can't even afford the Spirit Storage Pill.
"
She really didn't expect that the sword cultivator's method was so poor. She thought it was similar to the disciples of her own side branch, so she just tried to do it.
The boy's clothes were torn by her, and there were more signs of mending every day. She saw that all the fellow apprentices in Jianfeng were dressed like this, and thought it was their peak's tradition.
After saying this, the girl took out two or three glass bottles from her storage bag and threw them to the boy happily.
"I also drew some other talismans but didn't use them to try. I'll give you the elixir and practice with me for a while."
There is a gentle smile in her eyes, which is the kind of affinity that all superiors must practice. The combination of strength and softness is the way to go.
It seems that because she is still young, her eyes are clear and her eyes are flowing, and her whole person is even more fair-skinned and beautiful.
He is the little fairy in human paintings.
This poor boy who was picked up and grew up eating a lot of food stared at her for a moment.
Liu Yunqing: He keeps fighting with me regardless of who is superior or inferior. He is a good opponent.
Give me the spiritual elixir...what a good man!!!
"good."
The young swordsman took the Spirit Storage Pill without hesitation and imitated her actions and poured half of the bottle without saying a word.
The depleted spiritual orifice was like dew after a long drought, and the huge spiritual power amplified all his five senses.
"This is...why am I crying?"
"Idiot, you ate too much."
"I see, come on, let's fight again! My swordsmanship can be improved even more!"
"Okay! Just what I want!"
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The big dream comes back.
Zhang Yunsheng leaned over, her eyes lowered and her face expressionless. She was already numb.
Just when their lips and teeth met, she couldn't feel the slightest flow of spiritual energy from Liu Yunqing's body.
Only when a monk dies will he lose the effect of the elixir and his spiritual power will be dispersed in the world.
"...I can save you."
"You must live."
Zhang Yunsheng put his hand into the lapel of his clothes and took out a flat bag shaped like an amulet from around his neck.
She tilted her head and pulled off the flat bag, leaving a red mark on her neck.
The next moment, Zhang Yunsheng tore open the seam of the flat bag and took out one of the small and square yellow talismans. The tip of his other finger was placed on his lips and he pressed hard between his teeth. The smell of blood filled his nose.
She dropped blood drops on the yellow talisman.
The cinnabar handwriting mixed with the blood beads, suddenly erupting into a huge vortex, frantically absorbing the spiritual power from her body.
Zhang Yunsheng's body was unstable, and he endured the abnormal feeling of losing his spiritual power. He cleared his throat and said word for word: "I want the world's doctor, Immortal Jiang Shui, to come here in person!"
"..."
The whirlpool of spiritual power was still there, she was almost crumbling, and nothing appeared in the darkness.
There was no response to her words.
She squinted her eyes slightly and frowned as if she was thinking about it. She immediately changed her words the next second:
"I want Jiang Su, the daughter of the world's medical doctor Immortal Jiang Shui, to come here in person!"
