IX Cultivation

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The Immortal Wan Ling tightly closed his lips this time, bright blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were gloomy. He no longer hesitated, and he didn't care whether his cultivation could be restored. Once he clenched his fist tightly, he was about to turn into a The fox shape breaks through its own confinement, so there is more than half of the chance to go out, and there is also a [-]% chance of never being able to recover.

But when Wan Ling made his decision, there was a sudden loud noise outside the cave, and countless stones rolled in, raising smoke and dust. In the dust and smoke, there was a figure of a person. When this person appeared in Wan Ling's blurred vision, his whole body trembled. Relaxed, he didn't even know how he recognized it, he just knew.

——That's Dragon Lord.

124. She really looks like that person...

"Hey, my mistress came so soon? I haven't had enough fun yet." Qing Ming said a wisecrack, but his tone was cold, slow and cold, and at the same time punished the man who blocked the man's back hole. The thick vines were pulled out suddenly, bringing out a large puddle of amniotic fluid in an instant!

"Hmm!!" Wan Ling's belly was drawn to the horror of falling, and a baby squeezed into the cramped birth canal and struggled to get out.

Qing Ming rubbed the vine full of man's mucus on the man's almost ruined cheek, and his tone became gentle again, and said: "Come on, the fairy will give birth to you obediently, I will go and meet you." Your concubine, I don’t know if dragon meat is delicious.” After finishing speaking, Qing Ming turned and walked towards Lord Long, and countless sharp black vines spread out behind him, and said while walking, “Just try it out. "

The smoke dissipated, and the long-lost sunlight shone into the cave. The Dragon Lord who stepped on the sunlight came in with extraordinary momentum, and there were some golden dragon scales crawling on Leng Jun's face, which complemented his golden pupils.

"Looking for death." Long Jun slightly opened his hand on the side, and a long sword appeared in his hand, dragged on the ground. The hilt was silver and white, and the momentum was astonishing. The sword was surrounded by a thin layer of mist. A piercing noise was scraped on the ground.

The two were on the verge of breaking out, but they moved towards the outside at the same time after the fight. Wan Ling saw that the two people had a collision of gold and black and green colors in an instant, and the raised gravel around them was even more teeth and claws. In the beginning, they were evenly matched, and no one could hurt anyone.

Soon, Wan Ling couldn't see the two of them anymore, but he found that the vines binding him were not as strong as before. He pulled hard and fell down, but he couldn't move if he wanted to.

"Ah... ha... um..." Wan Ling just wanted to move his legs, when the baby stuck in his birth canal struggled endlessly, as if he was being born by pulling his internal organs, and he had to make a big noise. Ken stopped.

The babies after him were also blocked behind the first one, and each one was writhing anxiously in his belly, as if there was not enough amniotic fluid, and they were scrambling to get out of the waist first.

Wan Ling hugged his stomach, biting his lower lip, which was still overflowing with blood. He tossed and tossed and endured the indescribable tearing feeling and wanted to wake up. He couldn't help it a few times. His lower body was about to be crippled. He vaguely felt that something had slipped to the exit, slowly pushing his back hole open.

The man couldn't help it, his eyes were filled with fuzzy moisture, but he could only groan in pain, his nails scraped against the wall, the beautiful round nails were scraped rough, and the edges curled up, "Ugh!!! Uh... "

Wan Ling tried hard, but the injured and soft intestinal wall wrapped the little lives that were about to come out one by one, but the more they squirmed, the more they pushed those babies inside.

"Ah!..." After something like a claw scratched his birth canal, Wan Ling finally couldn't help breaking out. Wan Ling never wanted to do this kind of thing again, He felt that he, who had never been threatened with death, was about to die in embarrassment during this production.

at last!

When another wave of labor pains came, the man gritted his teeth and began to exert force following the frequency. The long wet hair was winding and sticking to the man's body, and the body branded with tattoos was dripping with sweat. But the acupoints on his body were stretched again all of a sudden!

In the rear hole that the man couldn't see, something fluffy and wet was slightly exposed.

Wan Ling was still breathing out the scorching hot breath, and then snorting and exerting force, he heard a "puff" from below him, and a small thing slipped out, and his back was so cold, as if there was a cold wind blowing directly on it. It poured into it, and then followed by the second, third... A total of five small things came out, piled between his legs, making a soft cry.

When the man slackened, his eyes were dark, he couldn't wake up, but his body became lighter and lighter, as if most of his vitality had been taken away by those little guys, and he saw many things inexplicably.

He saw a snow-white room surrounded by pipes, all kinds of strange instruments and the regular sound of "Didi Didi". He wanted to get up, but he couldn't move, and then he saw the room The door was pushed open slowly, and he vaguely saw a person running over quickly, talking nervously to the person behind him, but Wan Ling couldn't hear anything.

He just blinked, and the feeling of being exhausted and sore came back.

He returned to this dilapidated cave full of rocks. It was just an illusion that everything was anti-virus, and he couldn't help thinking about it. His back hole expanded to a terrifying place, and he wanted to squeeze out a hole that was much bigger than before. baby.

If possible, Wan Ling would rather open his stomach to let it out, such a long torture is simply not something anyone can bear.

"Ahhh..." The man didn't even have the strength to exert force at this time, and the spirit stone was stuck in the same position, without tossing or struggling, as if he had died.

And the five little wolf cubs that came out before hadn't even opened their eyes, so they stuck to his body, uttered soft and cute sounds like small animals, and licked his body with their soft pink tongues, as if they were what to look for.

Immortal Wan Ling naturally has no way to focus on the suspicious hallucination just now, he must give birth to the little thing in his belly regardless of whether he is still alive, otherwise he will suffer.

So the man rested for a while, and began to squeeze his abdomen violently like masochistic, and pushed down, the sound of the silk cracking seemed to ring in his ears, the warm thin blood flowed with the only remaining amniotic fluid The fetus was slowly brought out, first the top of the head, then the soft belly, and finally the legs. When the last part finally came out, the placenta came out immediately and put an end to the torture.

At this time, two of the wolf cubs that had been crawling around on him finally found a place, and they sucked the two nipples on Wan Ling's chest with a 'beep', and the strong sucking force that was born with him came into play at this moment. On the collapsed Wan Ling, Wan Ling couldn't get rid of them for a while.

The man just opened his eyes blankly without thinking about anything for the rest of his life, until the swelling and tingling pain in his chest finally awakened Wan Ling's sanity.

But even so, Wan Ling could only lie flat and let these soft little things crawl and gnaw on his body. His spirit and body seemed to be separated, and he couldn't use spells. Time to stand up and recover.

So it's not surprising that a little wolf cub spent a lot of effort sucking milk from his chest...

Wait a moment!Very strange, okay!

Immortal Wan Ling couldn't believe it himself, but the fact is that when a cub sucked out the milk, the fragrance of milk attracted all the cubs, they couldn't even stand still, but they started fighting...

Is it really like that person...

125. Do you still remember me?

The man silently accepted the ghostly appearance of his body for the time being, and then he heard movement coming from far and near. Wan Ling didn't have the strength to get up to see what was going on with Lingshi. From birth until now, Lingshi didn't cry out, Lying between his legs recklessly; let alone being vigilant now.

Now Wan Ling's belly is also gradually getting smaller, but it still hasn't fully recovered, and one of the little wolves stumbled past it loosely, and then nestled on it.

The umbilical cords of the little wolf cubs fell off by themselves, and the little wolf nestled on the man's belly was softly hidden under the little body, and it was in a comfortable position, even though it was still wet. He curled up da da and let out a small snore.

The other wolf cubs were still crying for food, constantly rolling around on the man's body to grab milk.

Wan Ling finally knew these days that as long as he had these weird lines on his body, he would not be able to use his spells for a day.

So naturally he couldn't go out to see what was going on with the two of Long Jun, he could only watch two afterimages flash in the air, and then one of them was knocked into the air and quickly fell to the side of the hole, creating a big hole. Then there was a violent coughing sound, coughing up blood, spitting on the ground, and then teleporting back into the cave and pinching his neck.

Wan Ling knew it was this weird monster without even looking at it——Qing Ming.

Qingming's face was pale, but he smiled recklessly. With a wave of his hand, he directly threw the little things that were "running wildly" on the man's body to the corner, grabbed the man's neck and grabbed Wan Ling into his arms, hugging him from behind. looked at the man and said:

"Immortal, it's a pity that the dragon meat can't be eaten, but the little thing under your body can accompany us to another world in the future. When we get there, I'll cook it for you."

Qing Ming's voice was hoarse, but with wordless emotion, that kind of feeling felt by all spirits