Dragon King relies on green tea

No wonder Zuo Tian can use his blood to dispel the evil energy. The body of Fusang Shenmu can cleanse the turbid air in the world, so it is so difficult to get rid of the evil energy.

The manic demon energy and chill gradually faded away, and Zisang Yanshu gradually regained consciousness. He immediately sensed the familiar spiritual power in his body, and immediately transformed into a few luminous pearls. He clearly saw Ye Junche's pale face, and said nervously: "This It's brother Jian Xu's mana, what have you done, Che?"

Sensing that Zisang Yanshu wanted to break free, Ye Junche tightened his strength again, hugged him tightly in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Don't move, your chill is still there."

Zi Sang Yanshu didn't care about the coldness, he was still struggling: "Ache, don't act recklessly, your current body can't bear that force at all, stop now!"

Needless to say in Zi Sang's words, Ye Junche himself felt something strange in his body, he felt his strength being pulled away little by little, every inch of skin from the top of his head to his toes seemed to be stretched to burst at any moment.

But even so, he never thought of stopping. The two of them were close to each other, and could feel each other's heartbeat, breathing ups and downs, hot and cold. When Zisang Yanshu was struggling, every movement made Ye Junche The itching is unbearable.

However, Zisang Yanshu was still struggling, trying to make Ye Junche stop.

The person whom he had been thinking about for a long time was in his arms, suddenly Ye Junche couldn't hold it anymore, he lowered his head to hold the cold and soft lips of the person in his arms, and the cool and light fragrance of Shaoqin lingered on the tip of his nose.

In an instant, Zi Sang Yanshu's body froze severely, his mind went blank, only the soft and warm touch on his lips was too real to be ignored.

When he came to his senses, he grabbed Ye Junche's lapel tightly, his heart beat so fast that he couldn't control it, he slightly turned his head away, and asked, "Are you... still awake?"

When he was speaking, his cold lips touched Ye Junche vaguely, and the fragrance of Shaoqin on his body became stronger and stronger, spreading into the air little by little.

Although there is no charcoal fire, the power from God Jian Xu is still pouring into the body continuously, and the temperature in the room is also slowly rising.

Ye Junche pressed down, supporting his body with both hands in a small space.

Following the movements of the two, several bright night pearls rolled to the ground.

In the faint light of the Ye Mingzhu, Ye Junche saw that the corners of Zisang Yanshu's eyes were red, and a thin layer of mist covered the cold light blue eyes.

Feeling Zisang Yanshu's heartbeat speeding up, Ye Junche couldn't help reaching out to caress the bright red blood and tear mole under the corner of his eyes. Beads of sweat slid down his face and dripped on Zisang Yanshu's earlobe, Ye Junche said hoarsely Said: "Yan Shu, there is a very good solution to the loss of control of spiritual power and retrograde qi..."

"Spiritual cultivation..."

As soon as the words fell, the scorching touch came up again.

The chill on his body was dissipated little by little, and the strange feeling made Zisang Yanshu unable to feel the demonic and evil energy entangled in his body, and even the non-stop bewitching voice from the bottom of his heart was hard to hear.

The body is like a flat boat, floating and sinking with the ripples on the water, there is nowhere to sit, and only the person in front of you is the only place to lean on.

He only knew that his cold body was gradually warming up. Even though the dragons were cold-blooded, they liked the cold feeling.

But at this time, he wanted to be greedy for warmth, to get more warmth, to get closer to the other party, and to let the other party be stained with the fragrance of Shaoqin on his body, intertwined and entangled.

Can't figure it out, can't separate.

From waking up to not knowing when it will be, the consciousness of the two gradually becomes chaotic, only the intertwined aura is real.

The two of them didn't know when they became unconscious, and fell asleep while embracing each other in the faint light of the night pearl.

In deep sleep, Ye Junche felt a warm current pouring into his heart, and that warm current was slowly repairing his damaged meridians.

That warm current is very familiar. It comes from the spiritual power of Zi Sang Yanshu.

In the dream, Ye Junche saw the broken corpses all over the ground again, and the strong smell of blood came to his face, which was real and clear.

Not only is the smell of blood clear, but even the chill penetrating into the bone marrow and the feeling of chilling are equally real.

Where is this place?

Before Ye Junche could react, a mournful howl attracted him.

When he turned around, he saw Zisang Yanshu's cold dragon claws piercing his chest.

The feeling of being instantly pierced was extremely clear, and the tearing pain made Ye Junche unable to breathe at all.

He clearly felt his body being torn apart, and at that moment he saw Zi Sang Yanshu with scarlet eyes.

He has never seen Zisang Yanshu like this before. The Zisang Yanshu in his eyes is cold and out of the dust, and there is often sadness in his eyes that he can't understand, but it has never been like this, his eyes are empty and scarlet, only Killing intent.

He wanted to reach out to touch Zisang Yanshu's face, but he couldn't yell out anything, not even moving his fingers.

He felt that his body was being torn into countless pieces. It turned out that the body was so torn...

Before the tearing pain in his body had passed, he suddenly opened his eyes, and seeing Zi Sang Yanshu who was still sleeping beside him, Ye Junche breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that it was all a dream, and his Yan Shu was sleeping soundly beside him.

The Ni Lin's strength was still flowing in his heart, Ye Junche who was about to close his eyes and go back to sleep suddenly woke up.

That dream was clearly Zisang Yanshu's dream, and because of Nilin, what he entered was Zisang Yanshu's dream.

Zisang Yanshu, who was sleeping soundly, still frowned deeply. Obviously even in his dream, Zisang Yanshu was still struggling.

"Yan Shu... Yan Shu..."

Worried, Ye Junche lightly shook Zi Sang Yanshu who was sound asleep, trying to wake him up from the nightmare.

As soon as Ye Junche's hand touched his shoulder, Zisang Yanshu immediately opened his eyes.

"Ache!" Zisang Yanshu who suddenly woke up, his light blue pupils were full of panic.

Immediately, Ye Junche stretched out her long arms and hugged him tightly, comforting him: "It's all a dream, don't be afraid..."

After he regained his composure, Zi Sang Yanshu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Junche intact in front of his eyes. He found a comfortable position, closed his eyes and said lazily, "Ah Che, I Sleepy."

Lazy with a hint of coquettishness, Ye Junche lightly brushed the white hair that was clinging to his face, and said dotingly, "Okay, sleep well."

After tucking the white hair behind the ears, Ye Junche moved his palm down and placed it on Zisang Yanshu's waist and rubbed it gently. His movements were gentle and could make Zisang Yanshu sleep peacefully.

Taking advantage of Zisang Yanshu's deep sleep, Ye Junche quietly probed into his spiritual veins.

It is really reassuring to make sure that the demon energy entangled in him has dissipated.

It's just that he also discovered that there is still a evil spirit hidden in Zisang Yanshu Yuandan.