first evil king

Chapter 167: City Transformation (1)
I thought that the Qin family in the tomb was taken away, and the world is so vast that it is difficult to find the blood of the Qin family to sacrifice to the sword. Unexpectedly, there is also a Qin family by my side. If I knew it, he would have said this way earlier, so I didn’t have to work so hard just now It's useless.

In response to what Jue said, Jun Xie naturally understood clearly, but this...feeding the sword with blood...

Turning his eyes, he glanced at Qin Zihao's jade-like face, which is as beautiful as peaches and plums, and three points more beautiful than women. He fell into a deep sleep because of her.

From the first meeting at the underground black boxing casino to the Martial League meeting, the first glimpse of the emperor's humiliation in the Qin Mansion, mutual honesty, and a deeper understanding, ten days of companionship, and the mausoleum space. It turns out that there are so many memories between them. It turns out that she remembers all of this so clearly unintentionally.

Smiling casually, like the wind blowing the water lotus, the eyebrows and eyes are blooming like flowers, there is such a trace of relief, there is such a moment of joy, there is such a moment of... astringency.

"Needless to say, if the sword in my hand comes out, it will be to protect him, not to hurt him." Jun Xie spat out lightly, whether it was because of weakness or something, the voice was very light and faint, ethereal and distant, but every word It is as heavy as a thousand catties, resolute and almost ruthless.

Her Jun Xie has been a ruthless person from her previous life to this life. The reason why she is ruthless is that she never knows what love is, whether it is family affection, friendship or love, and once someone falls into her heart, no matter what kind of person that person is An identity, whatever position it is in her heart, will become the person she cherishes. She can hurt everyone in the world, including herself, but she will not hurt the person she cherishes.

Ying Jue was silent, the golden red brilliance trembled slightly, and after a while, the joyful voice returned to ice-cold silence: "Ying Jue understands, if the lord doesn't want to hurt him, there is another way for Ying Jue, just..."

"Just how?" There was no surprise or surprise at all, there was still a way out, Jun Xie's tone remained the same, as if he knew it long ago.

"Prince Ji bestowed the Lord with the source of the gods, and wanted to help the lord practice the art. If the lord draws out the source of the gods and infuses the divine sword, it may be feasible. However, there is only a [-]% chance of success. If it fails, the lord will perish physically and spiritually, and will never be reborn." , even if it succeeds, the lord will lose his divine source, and his foundation will be damaged, and his skill will be greatly lost. After that, he will face many difficulties on the way of practicing Dharma formulas, and he may not be able to reach the peak in his life." Ying Jue said with hesitation, if it was not a last resort, he would never He won't say this way, but if he doesn't take Qin Zi's blood, he won't be able to suppress the invasion of demon energy at all.

Gambling, there is a [-]% chance, deduction, deduction, calculation, it is only [-]%!If you don't gamble, you will become a puppet of the Devil Sword [-]% of the time, and become a monster with neither human nor ghost for eternity.

Idiots will choose to gamble!The corners of Jun Xie's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes glanced at the Xuanyuan Divine Sword where the black mist had gathered again, and he could clearly feel the changes in his body, especially the clarity of the Lingtai, which could not even protect his mental waves.

"My lord..." Ying Jue seemed to want to say something, but Jun Xie interrupted him suddenly, and said calmly and without regret: "How to draw out the source of God?" Anyway, that thing entered her body without her consent, and it would be fine if it was lost. It's no big deal, as for the damage to the foundation, anyway, when she was reborn in this body, this girl has no foundation at all, and it doesn't matter if it is damaged or not.

"My lord, let's circulate the qi in the dantian first. Please remember, no matter how much pain you encounter, don't try to stop it, and leave the rest to Yingjue." The cold voice sighed, paused, and Yingjue made up again. The previous sentence: "If the lord trusts him, he should be rejected."

"I don't trust you." Jun Xie said bluntly, and then grinned evilly and said, "But, I give myself to you." As he spoke, he sat cross-legged with a trace of clarity that he kept, with the Excalibur resting on his knees, His eyes closed slowly.

This sentence sounds very contradictory, and it is so thought-provoking. I don't know what kind of expression Ying Jue had at this time, but he didn't react immediately until Jun Xie had exhausted all his internal energy and gathered his dantian. The golden red brilliance shot out between the eyebrows gradually sank into the center of her eyebrows until it disappeared.

Although the rookie didn't hear Ying Jue's words, he just listened to his master talking to himself, but because of the natal contract, he also knew that the master was working hard, so he was not in a hurry to land, and slowed down again. It flew slowly, and even flew over the high sky of Yuncheng, but still did not stop.

The moment Jun Xie closed her eyes, she slowly circulated the internal energy in her body according to the internal force operation route of the "Wuji Heart Method". When she entered the exercise state, the severe pain was also temporarily thrown away, Under the control of the mind, the internal force of the various meridians of the limbs flows to the dantian along the specific meridian lines like a stream of water.

The internal force of the seventh layer of the 'Wuji Heart Method' gathers in the dantian, beating very lively and full of vitality. It is more powerful and vibrant than any time she has performed the Promise Heart Method in the past, as if at any time. She can break through the barrier of the eighth floor, as long as she wants.

At this moment, she again felt the changes in her body that she felt in the space of the mausoleum that day. When the internal force was running on the dantian, a white mist-like airflow spewed out again, and a golden-red light silently followed the invasion. , She just subconsciously wanted to resist this ray of light, but suddenly remembered something, so she ignored the ray of light, and continued to control her internal energy to circulate in her dantian with her mind.

With the circulation of internal strength, the white mist-like airflow is getting bigger and bigger, but it is not divided into hundreds of branches and flows to the limbs and bones like that time, but is concentrated on the dantian. At this time, the golden-red light is like a sharp knife. The momentum of splitting the mountain cuts in fiercely, and suddenly feels that the dantian, the seven meridians, the bones of the limbs, the blood of the skin are shattered inch by inch under this split, the pain cannot be expressed in words, and it cannot be perceived with consciousness. Because that would make even the toughest and most insensitive people in the world feel that life would be worse than death.

If it were someone else, she would rather die than suffer this kind of pain. Piansheng Junxie is so evil by nature, if she said she would not resist, she really gritted her teeth and endured the severe pain, with a little bit of luck to stop it The golden red light didn't mean anything at all, and when she said she would give herself to him, she really didn't have the slightest idea that he might be harboring evil intentions in such a situation that could obviously kill her alive.

However, this pain did not end immediately, and it was not even to the extreme.

(End of this chapter)