Su Bian Cultivation World

The time Xuanwu really thought about this question was just a blink of an eye.

The next moment, his cold and ferocious yin source recklessly moved towards the Luojiujiang meridian dantian, like magma erupting suddenly in a crater, overwhelming and destroying everything, without thinking about the result after that.

Luo Jiujiang, who was about to faint from the severe pain, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and then spat out a large pool of blood with the first wow.

After burying such a gunpowder keg for Luo Jiujiang, Xuanwu took care of himself and threw Luo Jiujiang away, not caring about his life or death.

Luo Jiujiang, who was thrown away, fell from the sky like a shooting star that had ignited the embers. His whole right arm was drooping at a strange angle, his neck was weak and he was receding, and half of his face was covered with mottled bloodstains.

The destructive force left by Xuanwu was still causing trouble in his body repeatedly, and almost every foot he fell, a large stream of blood would gush out from the corners of Luo Jiujiang's mouth.

Half of the world in his dantian was destroyed by Xuanwu. His yin and yang Daoyuan and the young Yuan Ying faced the remaining cold power of Xuanwu together.

His world is just a small world that has not been born for a long time. He has planted many bright flowers in the mountains and plains, but he has not had time to plant tall plants; It is exactly the same as Luo Jiujiang in the past.

Whether it is Luo Jiujiang himself, or his world, his Nascent Soul, and his future, they are all as bright as the rising sun at birth, and it is an upright and smooth path that can be seen at a glance.

However, today, all of this has been ruined by Xuanwu.

The brilliant golden sun has not yet hung high in the sky, but it has already sunk away in the bloody twilight.

Luo Jiujiang's eyes were half-closed, the eyes under the eyelids were weak and scattered, and he completely lost the radiance he should have.

The last breath of hot air was still condensed in his chest, and the slight ups and downs were like a bellows supported by residual heat. Seeing that he was in his dying years, he was about to stop the rhythm of life.

Once the bones of the Nascent Soul cultivator are pulled out, their hardness is no less than that of some high-grade magic tools.However, at this moment, Luo Jiujiang's sternum and ribs were at least half broken.

Those sharp broken bones stabbed into his internal organs in a chaotic manner, which was the secondary injury left on him after Xuanwu stopped.

Luo Jiujiang fell from the sky, and Luo Jiujiang was dying.

Huang Qi and Cheng Sha have tried every means to rescue him since just now, but just like some extremely violent Nascent Soul cultivators, they are completely unable to intervene in Daoyuan level battles, and can only be fought by them again and again in vain The power of aftermath rebounds shock damage.

But even so, the two snakes and two sisters have always stuck to the center circle of the most dangerous fierce battle, and never moved their footsteps outward.

So at the moment when Luo Jiujiang fell from the sky, they seized the opportunity and used the softest aura to catch Luo Jiujiang.

The two voices of "Young Master" overlapped in unison, and passed through Luo Jiujiang's ears, failing to retain a trace of life that passed away, and even failing to arouse Luo Jiujiang's half-conscious reaction.

Blood and sweat covered his entire face, and he breathed intermittently, like a giant ship sinking among the glaciers.

Almost as soon as Xuanwu let Luo Jiujiang go, Han Qianling rushed over recklessly.

He brushed past the white tiger's body, and didn't take a look at the half-eye of Qian Yuan that made Xuan Wu salivate.He also crossed the position where Xuanwu was, in exchange for a gaze from the other party in his busy schedule.

But all the things in the outside world are not on his mind at this time.

What he saw in his eyes, and within his reach, was Luo Jiujiang, whose life and death were unknown.

Han Qianling turned into a human body in mid-air, his always beautiful and clear face was anxiously distorted, and his body was soaked in layers of blood. He was in a mess just like Luo Jiujiang.

He knelt beside Luo Jiujiang, resting his palm on the back of the other's neck, his fingers trembling coldly.

They have had so many secret signs, and they have had countless frolics, and in the end, even the muscles and bones are endlessly close to tolerance... Luo Jiujiang's back of the neck feels very sensitive, and Han Qianling's fingers are usually a little cooler. Luo Jiujiang would shrink his neck when he reached that piece of skin.

He would shrug his shoulders with a smile, dodge Han Qianling's hand, complain that his fingers were too cold, bump him intimately with his elbow, or simply grab Han Qianling's wrist and forcefully rub his hand to warm it up .

But now Luo Jiujiang doesn't move, doesn't make trouble, and doesn't joke with Han Qianling.His paleness visible to the naked eye is also the coldness that can be felt in the palm of his hand.Facing Han Qianling's earnest and trembling call, he didn't respond at all.

Maybe he will always be like this in the future, unable to respond to Han Qianling's words, and never open his eyes... His body rots with the blending of the four seasons, and his bones sink in the vicissitudes of life.

If this is the case, then what is the meaning of the whole world to Han Qianling? !

Without Luo Jiujiang in the Three Thousand Worlds, everything would be meaningless.

Han Qianling took a deep breath, and Huang Qi beside him heard a slight sound of "Glenn". It took her a while to realize that it was the voice of the Palace Master Shenxue, who has always been moody and angry. Teeth chattering.

He is afraid.

Han Qianling felt dizzy.

Luo Jiujiang is lying in his arms, Luo Jiujiang's life is being lost in great quantities, it seems that silently, his lover has already moved in a direction that he can't hold back, and he can't even grab the other's robe sleeve.

He tried to send a little spiritual energy to Luo Jiujiang, but most of Luo Jiujiang's meridians, together with his flesh and bones, were smashed into a mess like minced meat by Xuanwu, making it impossible for people to start.

He repeated Luo Jiujiang's name over and over again with a faint crying voice, and the desolate echoes vibrated between the heaven and the earth. Accompanied by Luo Jiujiang's lighter breathing, it was the wail of a wounded beast when it was desperate.

Huang Qi froze on the ground stiffly. She stared dazedly at the young palace master who was so deep and old that her master was so angry that he jumped a few times, hurriedly took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into the young master's mouth. The effect is not even as good as crushing the medicine and spilling it on the ground.

The eyes of the new Shenlong World Master, who had always been so indifferent and so beautiful that he was not very human, had red eyes, and the muscles of his upper body were tense and trembling, and he let out a breath that seemed to be extremely cold.Large drops of transparent liquid fell on the young master's face, blurring the black and red dried blood.

Han Qianling finally choked up and lost his voice.

At this moment, the sun is shining in the sky, the sky is clear and cloudless, and the blue sky silently reflects all the creatures in the White Tiger Realm, containing all chaos and killings.

The sun is warm and pleasant.

However, Han Qianling felt that the whole world was dimmed.The light that once came to his life along with the string of polished beads is disappearing from his fingers.

There is no way to keep it, there is no way to keep it, there is no way to keep it.

Han Qianling's eyes faintly showed the color of gray haze. Luo Jiujiang once gave him color, gave him light, and gave him a smile in the wind... But all of this is just a dream of nothingness. It's about to be blown away.

The world was once again covered in blood, and all the creatures in front of him and behind him stirred his murderous intent like never before.Hatred was like a tidal wave, drowning him to the top, just waiting for the moment when Luo Jiujiang's breathing stopped——

Han Qianling suddenly opened his eyes wide!

The sky was overwhelmingly red in the field of vision, which reminded Han Qianling of two medicine pills that were equally red.

When they first came to the White Tiger Realm, Yin Banshi came several times to discuss important matters.One of them, he left behind a crystal clear crystal medicine bottle, which contained two pills with textures that were a bit close to human texture, and the color was like fresh flesh and blood of living beings.

Han Qianling had never asked about the composition of the two pills, and Luo Jiujiang seemed to have no intention of using them... But what if?What if? !

His hand reached into Luo Jiujiang's storage bag.Maybe it was God's will, just now Luo Jiujiang fought fiercely with Xuanwu, his right arm was almost broken, and the Taoist robe on his body was even more ragged, but the storage bag was still hanging on Luo Jiujiang's waist.

At this time, Luo Jiujiang was like a water bag with a big hole in the bottom, and the flowing clear water was his lost life.The big hole at the bottom is getting wider and wider, but the stored water can see the bottom.

Han Qianling had never been so thankful that he knew his Jiujiang so well.

He knows every little habit of Luo Jiujiang, even the preferences that the other party has never cared about.He can reach out and take out a plate of ingredients that Luo Jiujiang has forgotten from Luo Jiujiang's storage bag, so naturally he can...

found it!

Han Qianling knew where Luo Jiujiang would put them for such gifts from friends that he would never use but carried great significance.

His fingers were trembling to the point where he couldn't control them. At the critical moment facing the threat of death, Shenlong was as small and fearful as any ordinary person in the world.

Han Qianling stiffly opened the medicine bottle and sent the two pills to Luo Jiujiang's mouth.

Holding these two last hopes with the hope of reaching the end, he feels that the pills are like a weight in his palm.Because he was afraid that Luo Jiujiang would not be able to swallow, Han Qianling leaned over and pushed the two pills to the root of Luo Jiujiang's tongue with his lips and tongue.

This was the most desperate cold kiss mixed with blood that he had ever tasted in his life.

At that moment, Huang Qi almost thought that the two blazing lights in Han Qianling's eyes that were between despair and expectation would directly burn through the young master, but they didn't.

Luo Jiujiang's breathing was still weak, and his body showed no sign of getting better, but his condition didn't continue to deteriorate, as if it had remained in the current state.

Han Qianling held him as carefully as if holding a fragile object.He concentrated on counting Luo Jiujiang's heartbeats, each of which was the same loud sound beating on his chest.

It took a full [-] breaths of work like this before he was sure that Luo Jiujiang had saved his life.

He took a deep breath with a heavy nasal voice, and gently wrapped the pale Luo Jiujiang in his heart.The moment he closed his eyes, the colors of the world returned to his eyes.

He once again owned the whole world, and he once again owned Luo Jiujiang.

Because Luo Jiujiang is still alive, the life and death of the three thousand worlds have re-established contact with him.

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And on the other side of the sky, Xuanwu dug out the source of Dao from the white tiger's body.

The moment Qianyuan touched Xuanwu's finger, he was automatically fused.Immediately, he threw down the white tiger's body as if throwing away some filthy garbage, and his action was even more rude than throwing away Luo Jiujiang just now.

Sure enough, as Xuanwu expected, Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling's shocking explosion completely disrupted the balance of the yin and yang of his meridians. If luck hadn't been adjusted at this time to digest the dry source, he might end up worse than the one lying down. That human is better off.

But now that they've all come, it's a pity that they passed by the Man Han Quan banquet, and finally got nothing except Bai Hu, who was expected to be a waste.

Xuanwu frowned slightly, and after a while, his eyes locked on Dong Shuangyu who was only ten feet away from him.

After the owl kiss, he was both meticulous and exquisite... If he hadn't just guessed something from the few words he leaked when he was fighting with those two people, and kicked the hot potato, Baihu, now the venue should be full of people. A piece of corpse is.

Dong Shuangyu felt the hair on her back almost the moment Xuanwu's eyes fell on her.

He only took half a step back, and the whole person was already captured by Xuanwu's hands.

And the instigator of all the traumatic images was still smiling at him.

Xuanwu's unique, self-comfortable smile returned to his face.He said with a smile to Dong Shuangyu: "It's a good idea to be able to take Chi Kiss away."

Dong Shuangyu tried to calmly point out one point: "My lord, I was born with emotional difficulties, I'm afraid I can't have the power of an angry child."

Xuanwu smiled and said: "Nuzi has the usage of Nuzi, and you have yours too."

Knowing that the situation was settled, Dong Shuangyu sighed inwardly, but stopped talking.

Xuanwu fought and quarreled with an opponent like Luo Jiujiang who was naturally rebellious for a long time, but suddenly he was a little uncomfortable with Dong Shuangyu's style.

He asked curiously, "Don't you have anything else to say?"

Dong Shuangyu thought for a while, and regretted: "There is a sentence - 64 hexagrams, as expected, only Qian hexagrams are better."