"What on earth do you want to do?" Chu Woyun said heartbrokenly.

The bed was already ruined, Song Lingxing rolled up the old quilt expressionlessly, and took a few steps to sit on the short bed next to him: "If you know what you know, don't you know what I want to do?"

"You let people go!"

"Come here." The hand kept inviting him.

"I'll go over, will you let me go?"

"If you don't come, I will prevent them from seeing the sun tomorrow."

Chu Woyun's fists were clenched, and he tried not to hit his face that turned all living beings upside down.Move over step by step, stopping at an arm's length away.

Song Lingxing stood up, squeezed his hand, and lifted him up to the tower.Pushing forward, forcing people into corners.

"Let him go!" Chu Woyun opened his painful eyes, and half of his eyes were full of steam when he stared at him.

Even the anger lost [-]% of its deterrence in this half of the water vapor.

Fear of the people in front of him and worries about his companions made him helpless, commonly known as: almost crying.

Chu Woyun watched his expression become more obsessed, felt his excitement from the inside out, and shuddered solidly.

A finger slipped up quietly, and loosened the turquoise button on the waist ring, the movement was soothing and pleasant, unhurried, as if very satisfied with the other party's submissiveness.Chu Woyun grabbed that presumptuous hand, blushing to the point of bleeding, and muffled, "Let me go!"

The next moment, Song Lingxing's action style changed suddenly, he pressed down heavily, pulled hard to break the belt, and rubbed his hot palm on his back.

Chu Woyun listened to his ecstatic breathing, and his knees felt hot and hard against him.He was horrified to realize that he was really trying to exchange his flesh/body for the freedom of the hostages, so naive that there was no cure for it.

Adhering to the three views of integrity that "a teacher can be killed, but not humiliated", Chu Woyun couldn't bear it anymore, and punched him on the chin, making him fly away.

Song Lingxing staggered back, supported the big wardrobe to stand still, and stood there stiffly in a daze.

Chu Woyun opened his mouth slightly, looked at his fist, and was shocked when did he take the Hercules pill?Could it be that the adrenaline rush is beyond normal performance?But what happened to the bursting purple shock wave?His has always been the color of white mist.

Chu Woyun stared blankly, seeing himself reflected in the bronze mirror of the big wardrobe.

And that little, translucent finger bone in his hair.

It is rumored that the phalanx of the Blood Witch contains the protection power of the owner for half a lifetime, which can protect his partner from disasters in times of crisis.The purple aura he threw out just now came from this little bone hanging from the end of his hair.

After that day, Chu Woyun temporarily forgot the existence of this little thing, and the little thing disappeared without a trace. When he remembered it, Chu Woyun once thought it was lost. He thought it was just a little thing that existed for a sense of ritual Son, he doesn't need it and doesn't want it.But the current situation is that the phalanx is not lost, and it is integrated with him. It is no longer under the control of the original owner, the blood-killing witch, and is devoted to protecting the accompanying people. Even if its original owner wants to attack Chu Woyun, it will Make no mistake about it.

Song Lingxing condensed half of his cultivation to form a phalanx, and offered it to Chu Woyun. As his cultivation improved, the protective power of the phalanx would also increase. He knew this, but what he didn't expect was that even his master would will be repelled.

Chu Woyun stared blankly at the man next to the closet and himself in the brass mirror. He didn't quite understand what happened, and gently pinched the finger bones in his hair.When he noticed the confused expression on the man's handsome face, with a sense of confusion in the wind, he vaguely guessed that Song Lingxing had been tricked by himself.

Ha ha ha ha!I slapped my legs and laughed wildly, don't think that you can do whatever you want when you grow up, you are the heroine!Sealed by the original author himself!No matter which book it is!

Song Lingxing came up again unwillingly, trying to pull Chu Woyun's collar, but as soon as his hand touched it, he would be bounced away by the true energy. He was ready this time, so he just took three or two steps back when his arm was lifted , and then continue to go up, bump away, go up, bump away, Chu Woyun just stands there, the attack will automatically sense the external crisis, and take the initiative to isolate him from all malicious intentions.

After doing this more than ten times, he finally gave up, wiped off a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, and looked at Chu Woyun unblinkingly with his red eyes.

After the belt was torn and pulled again and again, coupled with the impact of the impact, Chu Woyun's clothes half slipped off, exposing a whole muscular and slender arm.Seeing that the top was clean, a strong shadow passed across Song Lingxing's face. He stood there and looked at the palm of his left hand mockingly. The short little finger was very ironic.

"Why? Why can he do it, but I can't?" He smiled for no reason, very beautifully, and the sound of jade in Kunshan was broken, but Chu Woyun heard the heart-piercing meaning, and there was something in his heart. I can't bear it at all, sure enough, the voice of a good-looking person will be a little more crisp.

Chu Woyun felt absurd and asked himself, why?Isn't it the same at that time, Ah Xie was half coercing, half selling miserably, and every word of complaint hit his heart, and he wished he could hold it in his palm and hold it in his mouth, and fall step by step.If he wanted to do that kind of thing, he would definitely shake his head and refuse, but why didn't the defense mechanism be triggered at that time?Because you will always have a heroine filter with me?But doesn't Longxie also have a protagonist filter?What is the difference that allows him to empathize with Ah Xie, but cannot empathize with Song Lingxing.

"You can do it." Chu Woyun walked into him, took his hand like the female apprentice once took the initiative to hold her, and said with a light smile: "That's it, yes."

Hearing this, Song Lingxing trembled suddenly, and hugged him securely, without activating the protective power of the phalanx, probably because there was no blasphemy in this hug.He covered his face, trembling crazily, as if he was laughing, and there was a trembling sound of crying inside.Let go of the stiff Chu Woyun, like peeling off a piece of flesh and blood from his body.Chu Woyun stared at him steadfastly. After a long time, Song Lingxing calmed down, nodded, and said with a deadened heart: "Since it can protect you, if so, I can rest assured."

There was a crisp cracking sound from the bedroom, as if something had pierced through the armor. Chu Woyun lowered his head belatedly, with five fingers spread out, pressing against his abdomen, blocked by a thin black scale.

There were more than ten dragon scales, he picked the smallest one and carried it with him, blocking the surprise attack for him.But then, that hand shrank back a few inches, and thrust forward suddenly, ignoring the pain of broken nails and shattered phalanges, and pierced through the dragon scale in an instant!

It was as if the soul had been dug out of the body, and the feeling of losing spiritual power all over the body did not collapse as quickly as a dike burst, but disappeared completely out of thin air.

A great void seized his soul.

The Holy Yin Pill exuded a pale golden radiance in the bloody palm of the Shura-like man.

The broken mist fell out of the sleeve pocket and hit the ground with a bang. It fell in two at such a low height.

In a daze, Chu Woyun threw his head down and fell to the ground, the pain did not follow closely, and the phalanx hanging beside his ear shimmered with a white and purple shimmer, like the original essence of life.The newly formed flesh and blood filled the bloody hole in his stomach, his hair was instantly dyed white and back to new black, and his rapidly decaying body was filled with freshness symbolizing youth again, to resist the baptism of wind and frost for hundreds of years.

That knuckle restrained his pain very well, and it was not uncomfortable, but he couldn't help but hugged himself tightly, fell to the ground and curled up.

This was Song Lingxing's plan, which he had planned a few months ago - to make Chu Woyun a mortal who could do nothing.Keeping that phalanx alive, in the end, he couldn't kill him, and he couldn't get close to him.

Holding the Sheng Yin Pill, he turned around and took a step.At this moment, Song Lingxing has mastered all the secret treasures of the Bloodburning Immortal Witch.

Chu Woyun supported the ground and climbed up, trying to catch his dark purple robe, but he couldn't catch it, so he fell headlong, and his consciousness fell into boundless dead silence.

misstep misstep...

[Just now you experienced a short-lived death of vital signs. Fortunately, you were treated in time, and now you have fully recovered. The system has conducted a comprehensive inspection of your body, and the inspection report has been issued. Please check it out. 】

The system was chattering in his mind again. Anyway, he couldn't do anything in a daze now, so he just closed his eyes and read the report.

[Name]: Chu Woyun. (It used to be named Yuner, Xiaoyunyun, Yuntuaner...yue...)

[Title]: Shengxuzi.

【Sex: Male.

[Identity]: Grandmaster of Xiaoyao Sect, master of Wusui Island.

[Weapon]: Haze Breaker

[Height]: 180cm

【Weight】: 61 kg

[Appearance age]: 24 years old.

[Actual age]: ...This is a secret.

[Physical condition]: Average, a little sub-healthy.

[Cultivation base]: It's over, a complete useless person!

[Hobbies]: Smoking, drinking tea, playing with antiques, looking in the mirror, complaining about others...

stop!What does a medical report look like a Baidu entry?

[Character Experience]: Too long to skip...

[Social relations]: Brothers, apprentices, disciples, children and grandchildren are all skipped.Wait a minute, is there someone missing? Wait a minute, why does the protagonist's name appear in the column called "Tao Companion" below!

Drunk, stop watching!He opened his eyes, turned over and sat up, lying in the same room as before, with tables, chairs and benches back in place, and the bed intact, covered with the old quilt, with a fresh crack in the middle that was mended again.

Chu Woyun touched the hair on the side of the ear and searched carefully, but he couldn't find the phalanx.Normally, the phalanges are hidden.Trying to mobilize spiritual power, when he was sick in the past, his dantian was like a dry well, not a drop could be squeezed out, but now, his well was blocked.With a movement of the hand, it broke into two pieces when it touched the edge of the pillow.

As long as the master's inner alchemy is still there, the cultivator's natal magic weapon can be repaired even if it is damaged.Chu Woyun was struck to death by lightning during the practice period, and Po Ai was still fine, but now he broke down like this after a slight fall, what should he do in the future?

Thinking about it again, the Holy Yin Pill is gone, so there is no need for Xuanyang Grass, let alone Poha.His long-term illness was completely cured.

But he couldn't be happy.Now, the only bloodbath fairy witch in the world has gathered all his family's secret treasures, what exactly does Song Lingxing want to do?Is it possible to really integrate humans and demons into one?What good would it do him?Isn't it cheaper Dragon Clan?

While thinking, the door was gently pushed open, Chu Woyun turned his head and looked outside the door, a man wearing a flirtatious dance dress, showing his belly, high nose, deep eyebrows, and long flowing hair walked in quietly.

"Ah... Senior Bo!"

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