I am a cannon fodder, so what's wrong with grabbing an opportunity?

Although she longed for it very much, Luoying knew clearly that Xie Zhiqiu was not that kind.

He frowned slightly and asked, "Are you that kind?"

Xie Zhiqiu did not hide his ill intentions at all, and replied generously, "Of course not, this is your death warrant, do you have the courage to accept it?"

The look in his eyes seemed to be smiling, which made Luoying's heart even more shaken.

In the end, ambition overcame reason, and she took the drop of blood from Xie Zhiqiu.

Then, under the gaze of Xie Zhiqiu and the others, he slowly walked into the hot spring.

Wan Muchun set up the barrier again and said, "Just enjoy it."

He took Xie Zhiqiu and left.

But the two of them did not leave. They just waited in the field for the moment when Luoying died.

As soon as the two left, Luoying couldn't wait to absorb the demonic power in that drop of essence and blood.

His injuries were gradually recovering, Luoying was very satisfied and even forgot about the people waiting outside.

When his injuries had recovered by 80% to 90%, Luoying didn't even wait to be happy.

With a "puff", Luoying spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the hot spring beneath her red again.

A small part of the poison had been eliminated and most of it had been suppressed, but it broke out again with such force that Luoying fell into a coma.

After she fell into a coma, she was still conscious, but the pain in her body had disappeared.

Only then did Luoying realize that she seemed to have left her body.

She thought it was just an accident, so she tried to return to her body, but she couldn't go back no matter how many times she tried.

Only then did she panic and shouted in fear: "No... No..."

How could she become a wandering spirit?

"This must be a dream, this must be a dream..." Luoying held her head and muttered to herself.

Trying to brainwash yourself.

The two people outside the house naturally did not miss what Luoying was talking to herself.

With the help of Wan Muchun's ability, Xie Zhiqiu heard Luoying's words and wondered if he was in the same situation back then.

Luoying brainwashed herself, and no matter how much time she wasted, the result was the same.

When Luoying was about to give up, the blood essence that had become dull after Luoying absorbed the demonic power suddenly burst into a dazzling red light.

It attracted Luoying's attention again.

Luoying's blood essence was surprisingly restored with some luster.

His eyes became determined and without saying a word, he swallowed the essence and blood.

A surge of power filled his whole body, a power that completely surpassed his original strength.

At this moment, a bewitching voice appeared in Luoying's ears, "There is a body in the Forbidden Valley that is far superior to your original body.

"As long as you seize that body, it will be no problem for you to surpass Wan Muchun."

"You are so brave to say that 'surpassing Wan Muchun'." Luoying was completely unmoved.

She just thought it was the temptation of spiritual consciousness attached to the essence and blood.

In fact, she was not wrong, it was indeed the case.

"That body has reached the fusion stage, can't you feel it?" the voice continued.

Luoying was somewhat moved, and had some guesses about the identity of this voice.

But she remained calm and asked three questions in a row: "Who are you? How do you know that body has a fusion period? What do you want to do?"

The voice answered Luoying's questions one by one.

"You ate me, don't you know who I am?"

This confirmed Luoying's previous guess that it was "essence and blood".

"I came out of that body, but the original owner is dying, so I want to find a new one for myself."

Luoying was somewhat horrified. This was the first time she heard that the essence and blood wanted to change owners. She then asked, "Why don't you take the initiative to occupy that body?"

The voice said disdainfully: "If I can take over the body, what can you do?"

Luoying did not refute, but was still thinking about the authenticity of the voice.

Both of them remained silent, waiting to see who would lose patience.

Finally, the voice replied to Luoying's last question with a somewhat lonely tone, "I can't survive on my own."

All the questions seemed to be answered, but Luoying was very confused.

If this drop of essence and blood had no spiritual consciousness, there would be no problem for her to directly refine it.

It would be troublesome if there was a spiritual consciousness attached to it, and she couldn't see the other person as they were both in a virtual body. It was obvious that this person's cultivation should be higher than hers.

What are her chances of defeating it and finding the body it mentioned?

Wan Muchun was a little dissatisfied and sent a message to Xie Zhiqiu, "Why is that person inside so hesitant? It's been so long and he hasn't made any further moves?"

"When you are trying to be nice to someone, you should always consider the probability of your success without getting hurt."

There was a night of bewitching in the house and a night of silence outside.

Finally, it was the essence and blood that stimulated Luo Ying, "I thought you, a poison master, could be very powerful, but now it seems that you are just so-so. You don't even dare to accept a remnant soul of my essence and blood. It turns out that you are a cowardly trash."

If Luoying was a normal person, she would not be bewitched, but these days she has fallen into endless inferiority.

She is obviously a favored daughter of heaven, but a worthless living thing dares to laugh at her. She will make it pay the price.

Luoying began to refine the essence and blood with his spiritual consciousness.

At the same time, Xie Wanmuchun's eyes lit up, and he looked at Xie Zhiqiu and asked, "Shall we start now?"

Xie Zhiqiu shook his head slightly and refused: "Wait a little longer, until she can't help herself."

After a few days, Luoying had completely fallen into the state of refining her essence and blood, and was completely unaware of what was happening outside.

Even if she found out, it would be too late.

Wan Muchun untied the hot spring barrier, and Xie Zhiqiu scooped up Luoying's body and ran out.

After confirming that Luoying did not wake up and catch up, Wan Muchun left with peace of mind.

Luoying felt uneasy as she was refining her essence and blood, but she suppressed it. At this point, she absolutely could not give up.

By the time she realized what was happening, it was too late. She could only watch herself making wedding dresses for others.

Forbidden Valley.

Black Dragon was looking forward to seeing them, feeling a little depressed, as the two had not appeared for nearly ten days.

I don’t know if things are going well?

In the gray fog, two figures vaguely appeared.

Looking closely, Xie Zhiqiu and the other person came back.

As soon as he entered the forbidden valley, the black dragon complained dissatisfiedly: "You are finally back, why are you so slow?"

"Urgent, urgent, urgent. You're going to be so anxious that you're dying." Wan Muchun responded bluntly.

The depressed mood of Hei Jiao seemed to have eased a little, and he continued to argue with Wan Muchun as usual.

Xie Zhiqiu ignored the two of them the entire time and went straight to the altar that had been prepared earlier, placing Luoying's body on the table.

He took out the ink he had prepared in the morning from the storage ring, took off Luoying's clothes, dipped a brush in ink, and drew talismans all over her body.

After finishing the painting, he looked at the black dragon. The black dragon took the initiative to lie down on another table on the altar and let Xie Zhiqiu paint on him.

Everything is ready. Xie Zhiqiu looked at the black dragon with a serious look and said, "Everything is ready."

"Today I will use Luoying's life to replace yours and transfer the restriction. You must help me leave here in the future."

"Okay." The black dragon replied seriously.

They had already confirmed this, and saying it again now was just to reassure each other.