Tan Yuansi opened his eyes in confusion from a piece of soft and fragrant petals.
At some point, the tongue he was looking for was desperately stretched out from his mouth.
Like a greedy toad looking for flies, earthworms and other delicacies in the mud.
He couldn't see that his face was already a blurry and exuberant crimson, and his tongue was frantically stirring around among the black petals, making a sizzling and rotten sound.
He wished he could breathe the air of his entire life in this brief moment and inhale hard through his nose.
Even though his respiratory tract was choked by the pollen, and his face turned red from suppressing it, he still had to take big gulps to absorb the sweet fragrance hidden in the petals.
The petals in both palms were crushed into mud by his tongue, and the fragrance was breathed into his lungs crazily, and the smell had become extremely faint.
Tan Yuansi crawled back and forth in the snow like crazy, and finally found that there were still black flowers blooming on his heart.
His face was full of confusion and fanaticism. At this moment, he wanted to break his neck bone deeply. He bent his head hard and buried it against his heart, as if he had been drowning for a long time and sucked in big mouthfuls.
His body was completely out of control. Tan Yuansi collapsed while sucking the flowers blooming on his body.
It takes a long process for the Immortal to have his brain eaten away by the Bone Demon Butterfly, so his brain is clear.
He felt like a wild dog licking garbage food in the ditch at this moment. His dignity, pride, and face as a Bai Xian had all been trampled down to nothing!
From the corner of his eye, he saw purple butterflies flying on the snow-covered ground, as if they had broken out of an ice cocoon.
There are not many in number, only about a dozen.
Compared to the past, I heard that Sihe Ning Feiyan's majestic appearance was like a rain with a light move of his hand, which was thousands of miles away.
But these dozen butterflies are not made of bones, but of poison.
This witch is so crazy!
He actually used his own ten thousand Gu as a sacrifice to raise more than a dozen bone demon butterflies at such a price!
No wonder!
No wonder she has been sitting high on the cold branches against the wind from the moment she trapped him.
Under the heavy weight of the snow, she turned her domain into the weight of heaven and earth, crushing all the scale powder around his body.
At this moment, it would be easy for her to kill him!
But as for Tan Yuansi, he would rather she actually kill him, even if she kills him with the most cruel killing method in the world, he is willing!
But now he can't even beg the other party.
He has always been arrogant and arrogant, and the immortal way he pursued first was also the extremely elegant way of romance. Tan Yuansi simply couldn't imagine how his colleagues in the immortal way would look at him with disdain and surprise when they saw him like this!
Back then, Kunlun Mountain refused to accept him because of a sword, which made him resentful for so many years.
If a person from the Immortal Path sees that he has been contaminated by the poison of rotting bones, and that the noble immortal in the sky has transformed into the current appearance of a fierce ghost who cannot be saved, his heart will be on fire and his eyes will glow red.
Tan Yuan let go of his consciousness thoughtfully, and like crazy, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath of the scale powder, then bit the black petals into his mouth.
The scale powder that poured into his chest and lungs instantly made him feel satisfied and awake for a moment.
In this extreme moment of climax-like pleasure, Tan Yuansi finally found a trace of control over his body.
He did not hesitate to mix half of his tongue with the petals and chew it up hard. The severe pain only slightly numbed his strong desire.
Tan Yuansi raised her red and bloodshot eyes, and made a vague and hoarse voice: "Kill...kill...I...please..."
Ning Feiyan crossed her legs, tucked her sleeves, squinted her eyes and said with a smile:
"Oh, I am just an exiled demon river, but I don't dare to kill the immortal, and I don't have that much ability."
She had an open-minded look on her face, and her tone and posture were extremely humble:
"Why is Mr. Tan anxious to seek life and death? The scale powder of this Bone Demon Butterfly is a good thing that can bring happiness to people. It will make you very comfortable..."
Moreover, your old man has the body of an immortal. Compared with ordinary monks, even if you are contaminated with this scale powder, you can still survive for at least several decades.
There are still decades to spend in this ultimate dreamy joy, but there are so many beautiful things that no mortal can ask for."
Tan Yuansi's face was sickly flushed, and his pupils were opening and shrinking in his eyes. In just a short time, his youthful and energetic face had gradually become slumped and shriveled, making him look particularly sickly and thin.
So much so that the outline of his gnashing teeth reflected on that thin skin looked shockingly ferocious.
Ning Feiyan raised her affectionate eyes gently, and said with a faint smile: "I told you a long time ago that I really want to learn your Four Seasons Withering and Prosperity Technique.
It's a pity that your natal bamboo pen has been destroyed by Shu Ci. I'm afraid it will be difficult to use this technique again. What a pity, what a pity..."
She said it was a pity, but there was no regret on her smiling face.
She was smiling on her face, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. Her seemingly gentle and affectionate eyes revealed an indifferent look like a cold-blooded animal.
Tan Yuansi twitched the corner of his mouth. At the moment when the suffocating meaning of annihilation overwhelmed him, the answer that emerged in his heart told him clearly.
This woman with a heart of snake and scorpion did not come here for the Mohe Shuci at all.
Although Tan Yuansi cultivated the way of elegance, he was too thoughtful and too eager to express himself. He also wanted to spread his name to Kunlun.
Therefore, during the siege, he deliberately spread the news that he had seriously injured the corpse demon royal family who were the target of the killing order.
Compared to Jinxian Queliu who slacked off his mission because of the principles he worked for, he was more likely to win the praise and recognition of the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan.
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On the contrary, it attracted the terrible revenge of this witch!
He severely injured the corpse demon with the Four Seasons Withering Technique, and she did not hesitate to sacrifice her own poison and risk being infected with the poison of the Bone Demon Butterfly to make his life worse than death!
The wind and snow are lingering, and the moonlight is fading.
Tan Yuansi's body slowly stooped to the ground, and his twisted and drunken face was buried deep in his heart, and he kept making wild dog-like gasping sounds on the ground.
"It's really boring." Ning Feiyan licked her injured fingertips again, and she looked at the light red scar between her fingertips with an expressionless face.
Her eyes were as dark as Shen Yuan's.
Tan Yuansi is not as strong as her. Even if his spiritual power is cut off to replenish his immortal body and he is trapped in this world of the realm gate, he still has the ability to hurt her.
Even if it's just a small wound, but...
Ning Feiyan was still slightly infected with the poison of the Bone Demon Butterfly.
She relied on her extraordinary concentration of mind, but from the time the fingertip was injured until now, she had only licked the wound three times unconsciously.
Just a trace of the poison of the Bone Demon Butterfly can make people so hard to guard against.
If she hadn't often smoked Mengsheng tobacco extracted from diluted scale powder, and her body had developed a certain resistance to the poison, she would probably be no better than Tan Yuansi who was hunched on the ground at this moment.
She sighed softly, raised her eyes and glanced at the bright moon that was about to disappear in the sky, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up:
"Although it's a bit boring, there seems to be something very interesting happening over there at Silly Cat. How can I let a bastard like you bother me for no reason?"
Ning Feiyan stretched out from the cold branch. Although her thin lips were gracefully raised and smiling endlessly, her eyes still had that lazy and cool look.
"Well...after all, I have used my body to raise this little guy for so long. Although the Yuan Yin of the demon Shuci is strong, depending on his ability, he can barely eat that guy.
Look at the movement in the sky, thunder and calamity has descended. That is Yuan Yin that has been hard to find for thousands of years. I wonder if he can digest it? But..."
Ning Feiyan licked her thin lips and smiled coolly: "It's better to eat more to replenish your body. After all, it's your own furnace. You have to make it white and fat to be more delicious. It's really
Looking forward to the next double cultivation session~~~”
"Not smoke."
From behind the snow curtain, a deep voice like a ghost came.
Ning Feiyan sat upright, curled up the corners of her lips, and glanced sideways at the black shadow behind her.
"Although he is very greedy for the succubus after being nourished by Mohe Shuci, the ten-thousand-year-old demon, but if you act so eagerly, you are losing the restraint of your daughter's family, right?
It doesn't matter, since you are my sister, I can let you taste his taste first."
She said joking words, but her eyes remained cold and distant.
But for Hongzhuang, even though the word "sister" was repeated in her mouth, it was as cold and bland as boiled water.
But she was still very happy because of this title, but also very shy.
Although she had been lucky enough to have sex with Ning Feiyan twice since she followed Ning Feiyan, due to the natural desire of a succubus, she did have some small thoughts about Balian that she dared not say out loud.
But this little thought has nothing to do with the relationship between men and women, it is just the desire of the succubus to cause chaos.
What's more, she is very capable of controlling her little thoughts.
It's not like Ning Feiyan was so impatient in teasing him, as if he couldn't help but come out in love as soon as he heard his name.
She's not that nasty.
In the white wind and snow, Hongzhuang pulled the wide hood on her head to hide her slightly red face. She whispered: "Feiyan, Bai Xian Zanhai, he is dead."
A short sentence contains a huge message.
Ning Feiyan's eyebrows twitched slightly, her eyes slightly surprised and she said, "Dead?"
The moment a thunderstorm fell from the sky and Bailian's position was exposed, Ning Feiyan, like Ji Yu, captured the three divine consciousnesses that landed on the island.
The masters of these three spiritual consciousnesses are Zan Hai, Jinxian Queliu, and Tan Yuansi.
Ning Feiyan originally wanted to take a huge risk and use the power of the Realm Gate to temporarily trap the most terrifying Golden Fairy Bird among them.
He knew that even if the realm gate could cut off the spiritual power from the outside world, the immortal body of the Golden Fairy Bird Willow was like a majestic spiritual mountain that had lasted for tens of millions of years. She trapped the Golden Fairy Bird Willow into the realm gate.
There is no way to trap him overnight, and even the realm gate may be destroyed by his hands.
But before Ning Feiyan could take action, she sensed another not-so-powerful aura coming from Mu Xue.
Unexpectedly, the owner of this not-so-powerful aura actually tripped Golden Fairy Bird's hands and feet.
And this trip lasted a whole night.
As for Bai Xian Zanhai, although his power cannot be underestimated, he is still less conscious than Tan Yuansi.
So Ning Feiyan sent Hongzhuang to delay time. She knew Hongzhuang's strength thoroughly.
She didn't expect that Hongzhuang could really trap Zan Hai. All she expected from her was to delay it as long as possible.
As for whether Hongzhuang is dangerous to Shang Zanhai, it is not within the scope of Ning Feiyan's consideration.
If even this was of no use, Ning Feiyan felt that there was no need for her to stay by her side.
She doesn't raise useless people under her hands.
But I never thought that this Hongzhuang was also very lucky. When she faced Zan Hai, she didn't have any scars on her body, and she escaped with her whole body. There was actually someone who overfulfilled the task for her, and even killed everyone?
Ning Feiyan lowered her eyes and looked at Tan Yuansi, who was hunched on the ground.
She thought to herself that at least she still had a life left to play with.
Zan Hai is really unlucky to have met such a cold and vicious master.
In comparison, she is really a good person...
Ning Feiyan didn't care about the life or death of a Bai Xian, but she was very interested in the killer, so she couldn't help but ask lightly:
"Did you see who did it?"
But on second thought, this question seems to be in vain.
That man was so ruthless and ruthless, and he had the ability to kill Bai Xian. How could he see that man's appearance clearly with his meager skills in red makeup?
If she really saw that man's appearance clearly, how could she come back alive and safe?
Unexpectedly, Hongzhuang answered seriously without stopping to think: "I can see clearly that the person who killed Bai Xian Zanhai is the master of the ninth hall of Cangwu Palace, Lin Xi."
"Huh?" Ning Feiyan rarely lost his composure and said with a strange expression: "Are you talking about the master of Xianle Hall, Lin Xi?"
If Hongzhuang had said it was Xue Wanchen of Qinglong Palace who ranked first in Cangwu Palace, she would not have been so shocked.
But what came out of Hongzhuang's mouth was undoubtedly Lin Xi's name.
It is already unbelievable that the master of Cangwu Shizang Hall would take action against Bai Xian in the sky.
Not to mention whether any of the ten palace masters can really be Bai Xian's opponent, Lin Xi is ranked ninth in the Cangwu Shizang Palace, and the skills he practices are not aggressive immortal martial arts at all.
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Nine Halls of Immortal Music, the way of pure music that purifies the heart and soul, and the Buddhist practice of eradicating evil spirits complement each other.
Her music can calm the mind and heal, and her natal instrument is a guqin, which has no edge or killing power, just like her.
If we say that among the nine Taixuan Sutras, Wen Hanwei, the master of the Brahma Yin Sword Sutra, is the most low-key and restrained.
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