Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

"Let's go and see what other challenges there are."

Feng Jingyou's eyes were full of smiles.

She and Mo Wuchen walked directly through the empty Jueqing Pool and entered the next challenge.

The challenges in the inner layer came one after another. Once they left the Heartless Pond, the white mist dissipated and a mountain appeared before them.

This mountain is not high, but it is a bit creepy.

The entire mountain is covered with sharp blades, emitting dazzling white light under the sunlight.

"A mountain of swords?"

Feng Jingyou felt that things here were becoming more and more weird.

Is this what is called physical training? It's a bit too cliché.

"Let's have a competition."

Feng Jingyou turned around and gave Mo Wuchen a sly smile.

Mo Wuchen was feeling a little depressed, and she had to find some way to relieve his discomfort.

She has been hurting all the time, and she knows that Mo Wuchen is in more pain than she is.

But he had been enduring it and didn't show it.

"My previous life in the Dark Land was much harder than this. You think you can trap me in a mountain of swords?"

Feng Jingyou acted very relaxed, but they all knew that this mountain of swords would not be easy to pass.

"You'er..."

Mo Wuchen felt a little reluctant and wanted to use his power to destroy this place.

He is not afraid of any outbreak of death energy or damage to his power.

Feng Jingyou slowly approached him, stood on tiptoes, and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips.

"Believe me."

Mo Wuchen's body stiffened and he was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, he placed one hand on Feng Jingyou's waist and the other hand behind Feng Jingyou's head, gently pulling her, deepening the kiss.

This kiss was domineering and fierce, mixed with Mo Wuchen's personal emotions.

a long time.

Mo Wuchen let go of Feng Jingyou and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Okay."

On the one hand, he knew that Feng Jingyou wanted to improve himself and gain experience; but on the other hand, he couldn't bear to see Feng Jingyou get hurt.

The two emotions collided wildly in his heart, and amid the intertwined emotions, he decided to respect Feng Jingyou's choice.

Feng Jingyou smiled faintly, took a look at the hill, and climbed up without hesitation.

As soon as his hands touched the top of the mountain, Feng Jingyou's eyes moved slightly.

Blades? More than that.

This kind of pain goes deep into the bone marrow, not only on the surface, but also inside.

It felt like something was sucking his soul out, and every cell in his body was clamoring.

What’s even more terrifying is that the cuts don’t heal, but instead continue to expand, and as time goes by, the pain in the wound becomes more intense.

Feng Jingyou pursed her lips, gritted her teeth, and rushed to the top in one breath.

Mo Wuchen always maintained the same pace as her and accompanied her silently by her side.

I do not know how long it has been.

Feng Jingyou finally reached the top of the mountain.

Just when she was about to go straight down, she found that there were restrictions for her here!

I can only climb down!

It is impossible to fly, and there is no fulcrum to jump on!

Feng Jingyou gritted his teeth.

Now that we're up here, what's the harm in climbing down?

"Keep competing."

She won't give up.

Even if she had to climb ten more hills, she would climb them.

She never gives up and becomes more courageous as she faces more setbacks.

When Feng Jingyou lightly touched the other side of the mountain, he was startled by the water.

This side of the mountain was filled with highly concentrated alcohol, and every few minutes, some of the alcohol would flow down from the top. The pain from the wound made Feng Jingyou break out in cold sweats.

She groaned, forcing herself not to make any sound.

It was just a minor pain, she was not afraid.

Feng Jingyou quickened her pace. Her red dress was already torn into pieces, giving it a messy beauty.

Blood dripped down Feng Jingyou's skirt, making the red skirt even redder.

Her whole look could no longer be described as embarrassed; it was far more than embarrassed.

Perhaps it can be said - bloody man.

Her skin could no longer be seen clearly. At first glance, it was covered with wounds of varying sizes.

Blood continued to gushed out, but Feng Jingyou seemed not to feel it, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Mo Wuchen on this side was not much better. In order to accompany Feng Jingyou, he directly closed his own power and felt the pain with her.

The white clothes were stained with blood, giving it a battle-damaged beauty.

The wine continued to flow, faster and faster, and the amount was getting larger and larger. Feng Jingyou looked at the ground that was about to be reached and sped up again.

Wow!

At the last moment, before the wine was washed down, Feng Jingyou landed steadily on the ground.

Mo Wuchen followed closely behind.

"I won."

Feng Jingyou's eyes curved, her hair fluttered, and blood flowed down her cheeks. Mo Wuchen was unable to describe his feelings at this moment.

pain.

He raised his hand to tuck Feng Jingyou's hair behind her ear, and said in a gentle voice: "Well, I lost."

Feng Jingyou's smile deepened.

During the time she was talking with Mo Wuchen, the mountain of swords in front of her slowly disappeared.

They are coming.

What mountain of swords, what pool of ruthlessness, they came together.

Feng Jingyou looked at Mo Wuchen, who was covered in blood, and knew what he had done.

Mo Wuchen loved her even more than he loved himself.

The mountain of swords disappeared, and the healing power of the tree spirit began to take effect. Feng Jingyou took out two pills and handed one to Mo Wuchen.

"Eat this."

After saying that, she swallowed her own pill.

Mo Wuchen didn't hesitate at all. Even though the pill was of no use to him, he still swallowed it obediently.

The wounds on the two men were healing at an extremely fast speed. Feng Jingyou adjusted himself on the spot for a moment and felt that something in his body seemed to be out of control.

Oops!

Her spiritual power had been suppressed for too long before, and now, after so many actual combats with the Eye of Hell, her spiritual power is difficult to suppress!

Must be promoted.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Mo Wuchen cast a protective shield for Feng Jingyou, covering Feng Jingyou and ensuring that Feng Jingyou would not be affected by any external factors.

Feng Jingyou and Mo Wuchen looked at each other, smiled knowingly, then closed their eyes and began to advance.

next moment.

The power around her began to spin wildly—

This time the rotation was more violent and furious than any before, like a lion that had been suppressed for a long time and was finally released.

Mo Wuchen looked at the dazzling white and faint red in Feng Jing's ghost power with a deep gaze.

Xiao You'er, are you really just an ordinary human?

If she was really an ordinary person, why could she suppress his death aura? And why did she have so many trump cards?

Why does dazzling white and red appear in her spiritual power?

Mo Wuchen had not noticed this situation before.

Perhaps some power of Feng Jingyou is awakening.

The fourth level of spiritual realm!

The fifth level of spiritual realm!

The sixth level of spiritual realm!

The spiritual power around Feng Jingyou was spinning wildly, and his spiritual power level was also rising rapidly.

The seventh level of spiritual realm!

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