I lead the villains to help justice in the world of cultivating immortals

Xingli met Mo Sheng's eyes filled with confused thoughts, just like the lingering wind in the morning, untouched by dust.

"Why are you standing there? Hurry up!"

Xingli sat on the bed and waved to Mo Sheng.

Patient and kind.

It was different from the hideous face that had appeared in front of Mo Sheng countless times in the past month.

Just like the first time I saw it.

Mo Sheng felt a wave of nostalgia, he didn't know if this was Xin Lixin's way of torturing himself.

But this made Mo Sheng unable to resist at all.

Almost in a daze, Mo Sheng was driven by her heart to come to Xingli.

sit down.

Sit down facing each other, with a distance of one inch between them, sit cross-legged, and the breathing between the two people is almost entangled.

I don't know why the two of them are inexplicably nervous.

Xing Li simply closed her eyes.

Put your hand on Mo Sheng's palm and continuously transmit your own spiritual power to it.

First, the spiritual power was wrapped around Mo Sheng's body where the spiritual root should have been.

Mo Sheng, who has no spiritual roots, is extremely weak.

If you don't sort it out properly, Xingli has a feeling that Mo Sheng may die next month.

Like yesterday's process, he was slowly immersed in the matter of repairing his damaged meridians.

Xingli gradually ignored Mo Sheng's reaction and the stiff back.

Mo Sheng opened his eyes and watched all the expressions and reactions on Xingli's face, even the frowning expression.

He felt the spiritual power gradually filling up in his body.

Only then did he slowly begin to believe that Xingli was really helping him repair his damaged meridians.

Although he didn't know why suddenly Xingli became the same as usual and even wanted to make up for himself.

But he still didn't let go of his inner guard, because the injury he suffered that month was a hellish torment, and he couldn't forget it overnight.

Countless times, the nightmare is that Xing Li who makes people love and hate at the same time.

In this way, he has no way to face Xingli again with his usual mentality.

He just hates it!

He wished he could devour Xingli alive!

He also wanted Xingli to experience the feeling of the spiritual root being forcibly stripped from his body.

He wanted to return all the damage he had suffered to Xing Li one by one.

He had thought about this matter for a long time. When he wanted to die countless times, it was this hatred that supported him to go on.

But now Xingli suddenly stopped torturing himself so much, which made him lose his direction all of a sudden.

In fact, Mo Sheng could completely bear the pain of having his meridians restored, because he didn't want to show all his embarrassment in front of Xingli.

But I don't know why Mo Sheng is not willing to endure anymore.

"pain……"

Mo Sheng murmured.

The fragmented voice was probably swallowed from between the lips and teeth, but some voices still diffused out.

Especially this intermittent and depressing voice is very distressing.

It will make people feel empathy.

Xing Li opened her eyes, staring at the body in front of her that was wet with sweat.

Unconsciously, some blush and heartbeat.

Moving his gaze up to Mo Sheng's handsome face, the hair at the temples was already wet with sweat, with a painful expression on his face, his brows were furrowed, and he bit his lips tightly.

Xing Li stopped to convey.

At a loss, she took the pain-relieving pill from her storage ring.

Pushing away Mo Sheng's tightly clenched hands, he put the elixir in his palm.

"Eat it, it will feel better after eating."

Xingli urged Mo Sheng to eat it.

Mo Sheng lowered his head and lowered his eyes, looking at the pill in his hand.

Glowing white.

He just held it gently in the palm of his hand, not swallowing it in a hurry.

Because during this month, Xingli also gave herself this kind of elixir countless times.

The name is to better heal your body.

But every time it makes me feel more miserable.

There was deep distrust in his eyes, he was unwilling to take this elixir, even though this elixir might really be able to relieve the pain in his body.

He ignored what Xingli said.

"Master, isn't this another poison that can make the body riddled with holes?"

Thick heartbroken and mocking, with a soft and cool tone.

Xingli's words were directly choked by what Mo Sheng said just now.

In order to avoid Mo Sheng's words, Xingli was out of breath.

She closed her eyes and grabbed Mo Sheng's hand again to help him sort out the meridians.

This process is tedious and complicated.

Just stopping is almost a waste of all previous efforts.

Everything can only start from scratch.

Because Mo Sheng has no spiritual roots now, his dantian has no way to use the spiritual roots to store spiritual power.

So it is almost impossible to store the spiritual power that Mo Sheng sorted out just now.

Mo Sheng, who didn't get Xingli's response, felt like being scratched by a feather a few times.

He didn't know what to do, so he could only grab the elixir in his hand tightly.

His eyes were stubborn and paranoid.

Firmly lock the person in front of him, just like the elixir, tightly held in the palm of his hand.

After a long time.

Xingli helped Mo Sheng tidy up Zhou Tian and then let go of her hand.

"Okay, come to me every day at Chen Shi, and I will help you sort out your meridians every day."

"After one month of conditioning, the condition of the meridians should be greatly improved."

"Only when the meridian gets better can it help you connect your spiritual root to your body."

Xingli patiently explained her plan to help Mo Sheng recover in the future.

Those bright and clean eyes were full of seriousness and seriousness.

It was as if he took this matter seriously and planned Mo Sheng in his future.

This kind of cognition completely made Mo Sheng throbbing.

The beating voice in his heart, like a drum beating, clearly told Mo Sheng that there was no way for him not to suggest or not to care.

"Master, don't you want to ascend?"

"Don't you want the worry-free pill?"

That's ascending to become a god.

Can Xingli really give up?

If he wasn't attracted to her at all, why did he dig out his spiritual roots so cruelly?

He is like a confused child now, he just followed his heart and asked these two questions that he actually cared about very much.

These two questions lingered in his mind countless times, tormenting him almost crazy.

He wanted to ask countless times if Feisheng was above everything in front of Xingli?

Is it true that he is a tool man that he can use at will?

"No more flying."

"I'll give it back to you, I'll give it all back to you, and I don't want the worry-free pill!"

Xingli focused all her attention on Mo Sheng.

Unbiased, without any evasion.