[Sword Three] Photosynthesis of Brother Hua

Life is always full of surprises.

It is said that the uncertainty of life is what makes it beautiful.

Wan Jing said that since his life passed through this world, it was as if he was tied to the back of a grass mud horse, running farther and farther like he was having fun on the dead prairie with his footsteps.

Radu could not come back.

A lesson can be learned from the world, he has been trying to save that figure that will never return, but who knows that the cruel grass mud horse left him a stupid back like a merry-go-round.

At this moment, Wan Jingshen felt that he might have encountered the biggest crisis since Bianhua.

Qian Lin closed the door, Qian Lin stood in front of him, Qian Lin clasped the back of his neck, Qian Lin pressed against his ear and told him how he had been during this period of time—single and stupid .

Where is the silence.

Beyond the crisis, he also felt deep anger.

What the hell is pretending to be a Taoist couple and going to the city, and in the middle of the night, he is attacking with evil intentions, ruthless and ruthless, rolling around in the training ground every day, and he still looks innocent, so why not listen to my advice and tmd him to come back!

The most important thing is that he believed it!

The angry Xiao Hua's face was flushed, she glared, and she was about to say a long series of words with condemnation and disdain that condensed the essence of what she had learned over the years: "You—"

"What are you? Are you still going to die rather than surrender?" Qian Lin looked at him coolly.

"Your disguise technique... is quite powerful."

It is better for Xiaosheng to choose a roundabout tactic.

Wan Jing calmed down, looked at Qian Lin's low-pressure smile, his body became more and more stiff as he stroked the back of his neck, closed his eyes, his IQ was on the line, and immediately activated Traveling thousands of miles, the location was chosen in the far southern continent, planning to change to another place after seven days there.

Life goes on, God does not stop.

Our goal is to travel around the world.

Qian Lin's eyes moved slightly, and she felt a trace of resistance coming from the depths of the formation. With a force of her hand, she pressed a certain flower to the wall on one side, and the hand clasped on the back of her neck was clasped around her wrists instead. , restrained his actions.

Wan Jing felt his back hit the wall heavily, his body was suppressed, and the spiritual movement that he had been reading for seven or eight seconds was suddenly interrupted.

He bit his lower lip, endured the oppressive aura of the person in front of him, and glanced at the divine action on the martial art interface.

The seven-day countdown was like a bloody knife piercing his fragile heart.

He actually hacked his supernatural powers!

Who can understand the pain of Shenxing CD being hacked!

"I didn't expect your family to control the space to such an extent." Qian Lin was a little surprised. This formation is definitely not so easy to break through. Although Wanjing didn't forcefully break the formation, he bypassed the hindering effect of the formation. , to achieve such an effect is simply unheard of.

If the formation hadn't reacted to the flower's actions, he would never have noticed Wanjing and thought of using that method to escape.

"Can we have a friendly... talk?" Wan Jing looked at the face of the person in front of him, trembling a little.

"It seems that there is a time limit for the use of your abilities." Qian Lin raised her eyebrows, but found something, "Talk about it? I have always wanted to do this, but the result is that you have not cooperated all the time, and you always think about it." run."

"I am separating for a period of time strategically, which is beneficial to our mutual development and the harmony and beauty of the cultivation world." Wan Jing's eyes wandered, and he didn't look at him again.

"Well, now we can 'have a good' talk."

Qian Lin clamped Wan Jing's waist, locked him in his arms, then waved his hand to undo the formation, and brought Wan Jing back to his cave.

Wan Jing only felt that he had bumped into an embrace, was pressed tightly in his arms, and could not move. When the confinement was lifted, he pushed away the person in front, took a few steps back, and found that he had returned to Qian Lin's cave. .

Where he left off while running.

The golden chains rushed up his body and tightened in an instant. He felt a cold tightness in his limbs. He subconsciously wanted to break free. Unfortunately, although he had practiced for a month, his body was far from being able to To the extent that he broke free from the chain, that chain was seen by Qian Lin when he was in the monster's lair that day, and it was also used on him.

Qian Lin, you have learned badly.

Wan Jing was trembling from the icy limbs, and took a step forward with his left foot. Unsurprisingly, his center of gravity was unstable and he fell forward. Qian Lin smiled, and stepped forward to hug him again. After thinking about what to do next, he simply put the person on the bed, pressed him under him, and looked down at Wan Xiaohua, who was still a little dazed, Wan Jing felt that this posture was not right.

"Didn't we just talk about it? Should we change it to be more beneficial to everyone—" Qian Lin covered his mouth before he finished speaking.

"I think every word you say is challenging my patience." Seeing his doubts, Qian Lin explained patiently, "So, it's better for you not to talk."

Oh.

"I told you once that I have half the blood of a monster, remember?" Qian Lin slowly combed Wanjing's somewhat messy forehead hair, "Then do you know that in the world of comprehension, there is a contract called Companion contract, huh?"

Wanjing's response is blank in capital letters.

"It seems that there are many things you don't know. Sometimes I wonder if you are from this world." Qian Lin was not particularly surprised that Wanjing knew nothing about this, "But it doesn't matter, after other things Besides, let me explain this accompanying contract first."

Wan Jing's expression was a capitalized "Fuck, can we change our posture to listen to your big science popularization in the cultivation world".

"For the elixir that has not yet transformed and has no self-protection ability, for their own safety, they will form a companion contract with the monster. The monster is responsible for protecting the elixir whose force is not enough to protect their own safety, and the elixir Without harming one's own roots, provide some parts such as fruits and leaves for the monsters to help the monsters cultivate and even transform."

"This is the original origin of the accompanying contract."

Seeing Wanjing's eyes fluctuate violently, Qian Lin let go.

"Don't tell me you want to sign this contract with me." A certain flower said dryly.

"Of course," Qian Lin nodded.

"I will never provide fruits, leaves, or body parts!" Wan Jing's response was rather death than justice.

The point is wrong again.

Qian Lin didn't expect such a reaction. She had to wait for a few seconds before saying helplessly, "This is just the initial effect of the accompanying contract."

He said slowly: "Now, the effect of this contract is far from that."

"Absolutely, more than you think."

"Wait," Wan Jing hesitated for a moment, but still spoke, "Actually, there is already a contract between us, really."

"You also found out when you were in the beast's lair last time. You can't hurt me, and I can't hurt you. This means that we don't need to make another weird contract at all!"

"That's right, but even with that existing contract, you'd still slip away under my nose, wouldn't you?" Qian Lin burned the temporary draft that Wan Jing was about to talk about with a single sentence. Huihui also comes with a capitalized debuff that says "What kind of weird effect does the companion contract of a little party have?"

"Calm down," Wan Jing tried his best to maneuver, "A contract should be a matter of mutual affection, no, it should be your love and my wish, and a forced contract will not have good results!"

"You don't want to?" Qian Lin's tone sounded a bit surprised.

"Isn't that obvious?" Wan Jing tried his best not to be rude, not to be angry, and not to be unable to resist stepping forward and kicking him.

"Do you think the world of self-cultivation is a good place? Don't say that you are transformed now. If your prototype is found to be a panacea, you will still be killed and used for alchemy. In such a world, what are you talking about with me? Do you like me?"

"You'd better leave smoothly." Wan Jing bent his knees and bumped up while he was not paying attention, pulling the chain and making the sound of metal clashing, but was held by Qian Lin with one hand, and a blue light flashed on the chain.

Wan Jing's attack with all his strength hadn't hit the target, but he felt powerless all over, and his hands and feet were full of soreness when he moved a little, so he could only lie on the bed expressionless, making complaints with his eyes.

Qian Lin looked at Wan Jing's blushing cheeks and inexplicably brighter eyes, and felt that this man was a little more vivid than the usual indifferent look when he was angry. .

How nice it is.

"It doesn't matter what you want. I bought you back from Su Qi's shop, raised you, and took care of your psychological education every day. If you didn't run away halfway, I would find a way to help you transform into a human form. Do you know that in the world of cultivators, if a monster cultivates a elixir like this, what does it mean?"

Does it mean that you are going to eat that innocent little flower after the elixir grows up?

Wanjing Siwei fell into a prairie trampled by grass mud horses.

Seeing that he was silent, Qian Lin didn't think about what kind of answer he would get, so he simply stretched out his hand and tore off his belt, and the purple-black school uniform of Dawanhuagu was scattered like this, revealing the snow-white underclothes inside.

Wanjing's breath was stagnant, and he blurted out: "What do you want to do?"

How dare you tear up the school uniform of Da Wanhua Valley!

"What do you think I want to do?" Qian Lin slowly untied the undershirt of a weak little flower, "In the current situation, what do you think I can't do?"

Can we not play hooligans?

Seeing the grief and indignation on his face, Qian Lin felt that this expression was also quite interesting.

He stood up, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and cut open the palm of his hand. The bright red blood slowly left along the palm, and dripped to the ground, splashing little blood flowers one by one.

He leaned over and pressed his palm against Wanjing's chest, the blood spread along the skin, and then seeped in bit by bit.

"After forming this contract, you are mine." Qian Lin's tone was full of satisfaction and joy, "As for what you think in your heart, don't worry, we have plenty of time in the future."

Please give the parties a chance to speak!

It's really easy for you to lose me like this, you know, fall!

He ignored Wan Jing's staring eyes, tightened the chains to restrict his movements, and slowly stroked the bloody palm on the back of his head, leaned closer, and bowed his head.

Kissed his lips.

Wanjing's first reaction: The long hair of Xiaosheng is hard to wash!

Wanjing's second reaction: Xiaosheng kept his first kiss for so long!

A cold air flows into the body from between the lips, and there is also an air flow in from the chest, but it is hot. The two breaths circulate in the body along different routes, and there is a faint, fine needle-like prick in the heart. Pain, something generated in the heart, condensed into a thin golden thread, connected to Qian Lin's heart.

After crossing the air and making the contract, Qian Rin let go of Wan Jing, looking at the thin golden thread connecting the hearts of the two, he couldn't help but pause.

"A golden thread coming from the heart..."

The thread of the accompanying contract is mostly connected between the palms of both parties, and the color is mostly white or silver.

Wan Jing didn't hear what he was saying clearly. At the moment the contract was formed, an explosive energy suddenly struck and traveled along the whole body. The leaked energy broke several chains.

Qian Lin looked at the chain remaining on Wanjing's wrist and ankle, the fracture was uniform, and then looked at the man with black hair fluttering in the air current, his eyes glowed with a strange light, and the purple-black hair on his body The clothes set off the paler skin, the lips were bright red, the nails grew slender, and he grabbed the bed sheet under him so hard that his fingertips turned white.

"You..." Wan Jing uttered a word with difficulty, before he could finish a sentence, the pain from the excessive energy made his brain confused, and he fell forward weakly.

Qian Lin stepped forward and caught him.

"It hurts?"

Qian Rin frowned tightly, looking at Wan Jing leaning on his shoulder, his face was pale, his whole body was cold, and there was an unconcealable pain in his expression.

No, the accompanying contract was concluded the moment the heart line appeared, and the entire contract would not cause any harm to both parties. Wanjing's situation really exceeded his expectations.

He took out a row of elixirs, looked at Wanjing's situation, but didn't know which one to use, and wondered whether the elixirs were different from human healing methods, and he regretted that he didn't take a good look at those medicines. Books related to elixir.

Seeing that Wanjing's complexion was getting worse and worse, and even his breathing became weak and inaudible, he simply cut his fingertips to force out the blood, and fed it into Wanjing's mouth.

The blood essence entered the mouth, and the pain felt all over the body slowly subsided, and the warm blood essence turned into gentle energy and flowed into the limbs and bones, bringing a burst of warmth at the same time, Wan Jing also faintly felt, His body seems to have undergone some changes.

He frowned and pondered for a while, his heart moved, and he looked at the experience bar that hadn't moved for a long time. The experience bar that was rising at a speed visible to the naked eye made him feel that the pain was like a mustard-flavored pie, smashed on the ground. on the head.

He glanced at the grade again.

Level 89.

Wait, something seems wrong.

The experience bar climbed and climbed, and the last small grid was slowly filled.

Ninety.

An inexplicable feeling suddenly gushed out from the depths of his heart. The experience column turned pure white in an instant, and there was a faint brilliance flowing. Also came the soreness of the whole body as if exhausted.

Wanjing lost consciousness.

At the moment before fainting, such a thought suddenly crossed his mind.

Full level is just the beginning.