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Yin Lingxi sent the last ray of magic energy into Fuzhi's body, and looked at the bright red lines on his heart with a complicated expression——

The child Gu turns from black to red, which means it has been fully ripened.

The moment the child Gu was ripened, the mother Gu in Yin Lingxi's body fell silent, and unless the child Gu died, the mother Gu would never appear again.

That is to say, in the future, he can no longer use force to mobilize the mother Gu and trigger the reaction of the child Gu in Fuzhi's body. Of course, there is no need for this——

Now Fuzhi's love is all pinned on 'disciple Yin Lingxi', as long as he uses the shape-changing pill to change into that appearance, he can get an unreserved love.

Yin Lingxi was a little lost in thought.

An unreserved love... It doesn't seem to be as bad as he thought.

He stroked Fuzhi's temple hair, thinking, after he dug out Zhijing's bones, he should keep this person by his side.

And at this moment, the entire cave trembled violently!

The thunder outside resounded through the sky and the earth, and the terrifying aura swept across the entire Donghe Mountain in the blink of an eye!

Yin Lingxi's eyes flickered, and his spiritual sense was released to investigate——

The wind was chasing, and a man in Tsing Yi stood outside the dark purple sky thunder barrier, his expression was extremely calm, his slender hands tore a gap in the barrier containing the laws of heaven, scarlet blood dripped from his palm, almost Visible bones.

Gu Mianliang.

Yin Lingxi's heart sank slightly.

This guy really lingers.

He had forgotten that Gu Mianliang's cultivation during the tribulation period could tear apart the sky-thunder barrier on the ninth day after paying some price. If this continues, the barrier will be broken within a quarter of an hour.

If you don't leave, it will be too late.

Yin Lingxi looked down at the comatose person in his arms, and after a while, he bit another bloody bite mark on the side of his neck, then reluctantly let go, and licked the blood from his lips.

"Master Sword Master, see you some other day."

Master Jian was sleeping heavily on the stone bed, his eyelashes were slightly wet, his limbs were locked in chains, his wrists and ankles were covered with scars from friction, the silver-white coat couldn't hide the erosion on his body, and his fair skin was covered with bruises and pinches. and fingerprints.

Yin Lingxi stopped to look at it for a moment, then smiled suddenly, pulled the man's clothes back up, took off his own black robe, and put it on him.

"Let that guy take a look, you can only be mine..."

He couldn't hold back, and kissed Fuzhi's lips again. The sleeping sword master obeyed his body's instincts, subconsciously raised his head to respond, and his fragile Adam's apple was exposed to the air.

The barrier was torn apart more and more, Yin Lingxi stood up, passed through the crystal stone wall, and came to the side of the puppet, and then waved his hand, the puppet immediately turned into flying ash.

He activated the shape-changing pill in his body, and transformed into his apprentice Yin Lingxi on the left and right, and then slapped his heart twice, his face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Sweat broke out from the forehead, and he called out a magic whip to draw a few scars on his body, and then fell to the ground weakly, pretending to pass out.

……

The gap in the barrier was getting bigger and bigger until the crack was as tall as a person. Gu Mianliang squinted slightly, let go of his hand instantly, and seized the opportunity to dodge in.

The moment Gu Mianliang entered, the fainted Yin Lingxi twitched his mouth slightly and said three words - I admit defeat.

Old thing, let you fight with me, my emperor will make you hurt in vain.

The key word of the oath of heaven was triggered, the competition ended, and the barrier of heavenly thunder began to slowly dissipate immediately, but it would take about a quarter of an hour to completely dissipate.

"Little Master Uncle!"

Hai Shengsheng watched Gu Mianliang's disappearing figure anxiously, and wanted to follow in, but was stopped by the Heavenly Thunder Barrier that had not completely disappeared. He only had a cultivation level of the distraction stage, so he couldn't get in at all.

After a while, he flicked his sleeves and sighed.

Wen Chu: "The enchantment starts to dissipate, is there a result for the competition inside?"

Hai Shengping was worried: "The timing is too coincidental... Forget it, I've been waiting for nine days, not less than a quarter of an hour."

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Gu Mianliang's figure appeared on the edge of the cliff of Donghe Mountain, and his eyes locked on the lonely Duanchen sword on the ground in an instant.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the Duanchen Sword fell into his hand. The blade of the sword could not help but tremble, and the tip of the sword pointed anxiously at the bottom of the cliff.

Gu Mianliang didn't have time to think about it, and followed Duanchenjian's guidance to the entrance of the stone cave halfway up the mountain.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the cave, Duan Chenjian was thrown out of his hand in an instant, and he rushed in, exuding a trace of rotten fragrance from the cave with the chilly sword aura.

His medical skills were even better than Wen Chu's, and he could smell the aphrodisiac in the fragrance wafting from the cave in just one breath.

"..."

Gu Mianliang's heart tightened, and an indescribable sense of panic suddenly filled his heart. He resisted the panic and strode in.

The cave is extremely quiet, and all the sights can be seen at a glance.

As soon as Gu Mianliang came in, he saw the extravagant stone bed, and then, his brain roared, and he froze on the spot.

The four chains on the stone bed locked a man with curly black hair, his cold white side face was like cool jade, and his tightly closed eyelashes could not hide his tiredness.

He was wearing a black gold-patterned robe, and nothing could be seen, but the exposed wrist bones, ankles, and neck were all covered with hickey marks and fingerprints.

Gu Mianliang's whole body's blood rushed to his head, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, he was so cold that every inch of him froze.

"Ah Fu..."

It seems that years have passed, and it seems that only a short moment has passed.

Gu Mianliang walked towards the bed step by step, as if she might have disturbed something, her eyes gradually turned red.

Fuzhi was still asleep, his brows were slightly frowned, and the cold night pearl halo in the cave hit his pale and cold face, it seemed that even the ends of his hair were dyed with brittleness, making the traces even more terrifying.

The dense suffocation felt like countless knives poking at the heart. Gu Mianliang opened her mouth, but couldn't find her own voice for a while.

It took a long time before Gu Mianliang bent down, his tight fingertips trembling uncontrollably, he passed through Fuzhi's leg with one hand, and wrapped his arms around Fuzhi's shoulders, trying to hug him up.

But Fuzhi's body is really very sensitive now, when he sensed someone touching him, Fuzhi's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, the light-colored pupils were filled with dullness and coldness.

Gu Mianliang met his eyes unexpectedly, her breathing stopped, and her movements stopped.

Fuzhi's eyes didn't fluctuate in the slightest. This is because he fell into a semi-self-enclosed protective state under the confusion of consciousness. Now he can't tell who the person in front of him is. He recognizes Gu Mianliang as a devil, and the breath is as clear as cold bamboo. At the tip of his nose, it made him feel a little cold.

Seeing that Fuzhi didn't make any moves, the panic in Gu Mianliang's heart deepened instead. He suppressed the remorse and hostility surging in his heart, and just about to force his hand, the next second, his pupils shrank slightly, and he froze.

There was softness on his lips.

The person in his arms closed his eyes, endured his weakness, grabbed his skirt, raised his head to kiss him, Fu Zhi's eyes were indifferent, and he bit his lips jerky.

The black robe he was wearing slid down with his movements.

The sword master with a closed consciousness, noticed that the 'devil' did not invade him as usual, so he thought that the 'devil' wanted him to take the initiative. For his own apprentice, he took the initiative to kiss the offender.

He even grabbed the hand of the 'devil', put it on his waist, and offered it to his body.

"..."

Between lips and teeth, Gu Mianliang felt that someone was cutting flesh in his heart with a blunt knife. He closed his eyes that were forced to be red, and took the initiative to distance himself.

Fuzhi felt rejection, so he stopped continuing, his eyes closed, empty like a cold puppet.

"Ah Fu..."

The delicateness of the palm is what he couldn't ask for in countless dreams, and an unspeakable taboo. At this time, Gu Mianliang didn't have the slightest thought of charming. He silently and depressedly pulled up his little nephew's clothes, and then from He took out an outer shirt from his space ring and covered it for him.

The black robe was completely ruined by him, Gu Mianliang finally hugged Fuzhi gently, and the pure spiritual power was slowly transported into Fuzhi's body. In just nine days, the person in his arms became thinner so much.

Gu Mianliang tightened her arms, lowered her head and said, "Ah Fu... Master Uncle took you home..."

With a gentle and calm voice, he straightened his waist, and the chains that locked Fuzhi instantly turned into dust without a sound, and even the stone bed turned into flying ash on the ground.

But just three or two steps away, the person in his arms let out a barely audible muffled cough.

Gu Mianliang paused, "...Ah Fu?"

Fuzhi's voice was so hoarse, he seemed to have managed to regain his composure, and recognized who was holding him now.

"Little...Uncle Master...?"

The clear and cold bamboo breath made him vaguely at ease, and the tense nerves relaxed a little, and the boundless pain caused by the cracks in his heart clamored to drag him into the darkness.

Gu Mianliang has no way to carefully investigate the specific condition of Fuzhi's body now, so with a heavy heart, she replied in a low voice: "Uncle Shi is here."

Fuzhi's eyelashes trembled, and the moment his consciousness disappeared, he pointed in the direction of the crystal stone wall, "Take... Lingxi..."

After the words, he passed out completely.

Gu Mianliang's eyes tightened, and she glanced at the crystal stone wall from the corner of her eye.

At this glance, the coldness reached the freezing point, and the murderous intent filled the sky, wishing to chop that person into fine powder with his own hands.

On the other side of the crystal stone wall, a person was also unconscious, with scars from the whip on his body, and fell to the ground, dying.

He remembered.

It was because of this person that Ah Fu was repeatedly injured, and this time it was even more...

Layers of killing intent continued to pile up, and the entire Donghe Mountain began to tremble slightly. The bloody aura overflowing from the killing intent sharply pierced through the Heavenly Thunder Barrier that was about to disappear, like a mountain, squeezing the air between heaven and earth thin.

Wen Chu was startled, and looked at Hai Shengping, who had the same dignified expression, "This is...Little Martial Uncle?"

Hai Shengping's forehead twitched, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.

The last time Junior Martial Uncle was so furious was when Junior Brother Fu Zhi had the first time when he was a child and nearly died.

But in just a split second, the overwhelming killing intent disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of light flashed out from Donghe Mountain, and at the same time a black shadow was thrown down.

Hai Shengping has quick eyesight and quick hands, he catches it hastily, and realizes that the fainted person is actually Fuzhi's disciple Yin Lingxi.

He hastily shouted: "Little Uncle! Where is Fuzhi Junior Brother?!"

The 'comatose' Yin Lingxi quietly opened his eyes, he saw everything that happened in the cave just now, his eyes were dark, and he looked in the direction of Gu Mianliang.

Gu Mianliang's figure had almost disappeared, and he guarded Fuzhi so tightly that no one saw him, leaving only a tense and cold sentence——

"Hurry up and return to the sect!"