How to win the male god

Bi Jing held a golden thumb-sized bead in his bloody hand.

That is an inner alchemy, that is the inner alchemy of Lezhi as an alchemist.The inner alchemy of alchemy practitioners is the foundation, if you lose the inner alchemy, you will lose your cultivation.Although Lezhi's cultivation base is mediocre, this inner alchemy is his lifeblood.

But now this lifeline is taken out by the person he loves the most.

Apart from the abdomen where a hole was pulled out, Le Zhi felt that another place was more uncomfortable.

"No one in this world has ever dared to lie to me, Lezhi, you are really daring!"

Lezhi was lying on the ground naked, his whole body was soaked in blood, and the face that used to love him was looking at him like a devil, Lezhi only felt his whole body go cold.

"Lezhi, do you know which words suit you best?"

"Of course it's the word 'unbearable'. In order to make me favor you, you actually use such an unbearable method? Sending Love Pill? Where did you cheat this thing? Using the Sending Love Pill to deceive me It's really a good way to put my 24 Fang Lord in cold prison!"

Le Zhi took his last breath, and sneered, "Bi Jing, do you know that the Jiqing Pill is only valid for 200 years. In fact, the Jiqing Pill was not given when I chased into the Ten Thousand Demon Sect and got rid of your 24 lovers, but When we first met, it was exactly ten years here. The Jiqing Pill lost its effect ten years ago!"

Bi Jing's face suddenly turned ugly, and he said coldly, "Impossible!"

"Everyone in the world loves to deceive themselves and others, Bi Jing, I can't be exempt if I don't think of you! I am happy to be sincere to you in this life, so why do you go against your will?"

"Then I will kill you, and let you take a good look at my 'sincere' towards you!" Bi Jing said angrily, and the five fingers in his hand turned into rootless claws, attacking Le Zhi.

Le Zhi stared straight at Bi Jing, seeing the sharp claws getting closer and closer, unexpectedly showing no mercy, Le Zhi suddenly closed his eyes.

This is his love calamity, if he dies in the hands of this person, it will be fine.

After a long time, I didn't wait for the pain of cutting my throat.

Le Zhi slowly opened his eyes, and there was a gleam of light in those beautiful eyes.

"Bi Jing, if you can't bear to kill me, then you have me in your heart." Le Zhiban crawled to Bi Jing's feet, staring at that handsome face almost obsessively.

Bi Jing just looked at him coldly, retracted the sharp claws in his hands, and changed back to those slender hands.

"This seat is just thinking, if you let you go like this, wouldn't it be cheap for you? You lied to this seat for 200 years, and let the 24th Lord of this seat suffer from ice blades in cold prison for 200 years. If you are not allowed to suffer, how can you be worthy of the 24 wives of this throne?"

24 wives...

The girls of the demon tribe are all as beautiful as flowers, and Bi Jing is the king of the demon sect, who selected 24 of the most beautiful women to be his equal wives.

The elixir refined with one's heart and blood as medicine can make the person who eats it devoted to oneself.It was the first elixir that Le Zhi began to refine as a ninth-level alchemist, and it was used on Bi Jing.

The elixir really worked wonders, and Le Zhi sent the 24 enchanting wives into cold prison in front of Bi Jing, but Bi Jing just looked at him tenderly.

At that time, I was so happy to think that it was indeed a sedative pill.

Now, he was dug out of the inner alchemy and thrown on the ground, but what he thought in his heart was that it was just a sentimental alchemy.

This deceitful feeling has an end after all.

The light in Lezhi's eyes faded away bit by bit, and finally it was like a pool of stagnant water without any waves.

"Put him in cold prison."

The cold voice of the demon king sounded.

Le Zhi was dragged out of the main hall, at the door, he suddenly raised his head, and saw Bi Jing sitting there with a beautiful woman beside him, they were teasing and laughing at each other.

Bi Jing didn't even look at him.

Before being taken to the cold prison, Lezhi still had fantasies in his heart.

For 200 years, they faced each other day and night, but Bi Jing didn't have the slightest feeling for him.

He didn't believe it.

So he is waiting.

Bright red blood flowed from his abdomen, and fell to the ground along the corner of his clothes, drawing a long trace.

The blood on the ground gradually dried up.

The cold prison is also getting closer.

The cold prison of Wan Yaozong is the hell on earth.

Le Zhi squatted in the cold prison, with bursts of cold coming.

But there is also an advantage, that is, the blood at the wound in the abdomen has long since frozen, and the blood has stopped.

The inner alchemy was taken, and his cultivation suddenly disappeared, even if he wanted to use spiritual energy to keep out the cold, he couldn't do it.

The originally red lips had turned blue, and Le Zhi huddled tightly into a ball, but it was still very cold, bone-chilling cold, as if the blood in his whole body had frozen.

Through a layer of mist, Le Zhi stared at the door.

"Bi Jing..." Le Zhi murmured softly.

As soon as his eyes went dark, his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Lezhi had a dream, and the dream was full of white snow.

Bi Jing also had a dream, in which there was a boy in red.

In Jingsheng Hall, green smoke lingered.

Bi Jing woke up from the dream and shouted, "Zhi'er!"

The woman who was sleeping at the end of the bed heard the sound and got up.

"Sovereign..." the woman called softly.

The confusion in Bi Jing's eyes faded away, and his face gradually turned livid, very ugly.

"Go to the cold prison to see if Le Zhi is dead." Bi Jing said coldly.

The woman left respectfully.

Bi Jing was the only one left in the main hall, and he was still very irritable with the requiem incense burning in the censer.

He lay down on the couch again.

There were footsteps in the hall, but he didn't move.

The man stared at Bi Jing.

Bi Jing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person standing by the bed.

A middle-aged man, dressed in a white robe, looks unremarkable, but has a bookish air.

"What is Jiqing Pill?"

"A high-quality elixir, inspired by heart and soul, can make people fall in love with themselves."

"You are my alchemist, why don't you know that I have taken the Jiqing pill?"

Meng Ling smiled: "I'm only a fifth-level alchemist, and at least a ninth-level alchemist can cultivate Jiqing Pill. If it's not on purpose, I can't see it at all."

"When will the medicinal properties of my body be completely cured?" Bi Jing couldn't help frowning when he thought of the dream just now.

Meng Ling was stunned for a moment: "I don't know, the 200-year period of the Sending Love Pill has now expired. It will be ready in a few days."

Bi Jing's face softened slightly.