take care of yourself

Ying Yao's expression was almost unmoved, but he raised his eyebrows very shallowly.

No one could read what he was thinking from his expression, Zhuo Yuanshan stared at him for a while, then raised his hand to trace the outline of Ying Yao's facial features with his fingertips.

His strength is tender and gentle, Ying Yao lowered her eyelashes when his fingers touched her brow, and did not look at him, her posture actually showed a little obedience and obedience, making the curve of her lips look like a soft smile Far better than sarcasm.

Zhuo Yuanshan's fingers slid along his eyebrows to the end of his eyes, Ying Yao closed his eyes slightly, his face remained calm, Zhuo Yuanshan smiled vaguely, and moved his fingertips inward At once, it landed on Ying Yao's lips along the wings of his nose, and lightly touched those two attractive thin lips.

Ying Yao calmly said as if he was unaware of his touch: "I also feel that I am making an unrealistic fantasy."

Zhuo Yuanshan has already felt the painful tearing sensation brought about by the fusion with the demon again. The demon stretched out his arm from nowhere, strangling his throat tightly, showing that he was stuffing his body. shape.

Half of the head of the heart demon transformed into form has been buried in the back of Zhuo Yuanshan's head, and the remaining half of the body is still outside, like a snake devouring the same kind, making Zhuo Yuanshan look like a different kind.

Ying Yao raised his eyes and cast a casual glance, then changed back to the appearance of a clay sculpture without oil or salt, smiled softly, and asked, "How do you want to destroy me? Can you destroy me?"

The demon's lips were still not squeezed in, and when he heard Ying Yao's response, he suddenly sneered, as if mocking his stubbornness and self-deprecation.

Ying Yao didn't pay attention to the demon verbally, he raised his hand and gestured with a enlightening sword intent to scare the demon into shutting his mouth, and buried his head into Zhuo Yuanshan's body without saying a word.

Zhuo Yuanshan withdrew his hand from Ying Yao's lips and said, "I love Ayao's stubbornness that she knows the current affairs, but doesn't forget to pick up the hard bone back."

He felt that the magic circle he had set up could no longer stop the spiritual energy on his body that had gradually become stronger due to the fusion with the inner demon, so he didn't give Ying Yao a chance to speak, and the seal of longing for longing in his hand flashed past, wrapping his wrist tied behind his back.

The Salvation Sword flew up from Ying Yao's knee, but Zhuo Yuanshan activated the seal before it expressed dissatisfaction, restraining Ying Yao's knee and ankle, and then drew a belt to tie the three parts together. Connected together, it made him unable to move his arms and legs, and then put the bed away.

Ying Yao was caught off guard and knelt down on Kunpeng's scales, and then felt an invisible chain extending from the girdle around his neck and landed on Zhuo Yuanshan's hand where the seal had appeared. The belt pulled him forward.

The Jiusu sword was lifted up and slashed into the air, then passed through the position where the invisible chain should be without finding anything, and almost couldn't hold back the force and pierced into Kunpeng's skin.

Strangely, Ying Yao didn't feel any indescribable anger at this scene, but felt helpless at Zhuo Yuanshan's monotonous methods. He calmed his sword, and slowly stood up following Zhuo Yuanshan's pulling force. , the fingers bound behind him pinched a sword control formula, lowered his head and got out from the gaps in Kunpeng's scales.

The chain was still there, and Ying Yao couldn't stay too far away from Zhuo Yuanshan. He hovered under the scales, looked down at the boundless sky below his feet, his eyes were deep and clear, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Zhuo Yuanshan collected the materials for the formation again, the spirit stones pressed on the formation eyes almost exhausted their spiritual energy, and broke into several pieces at the touch of a touch, Zhuo Yuanshan patiently guided a wind formula to sweep them out of the gap between the scales, Following Ying Yao, he flew out of the Kunpeng scales.

After Zhuo Yuanshan came out, he no longer deliberately suppressed his aura, and the slow-moving inner demon was sucked into his body like a whale, and the spiritual energy in the secret realm gathered towards him, and was swallowed up in an instant.

Fortunately, Jianxiu Yujian didn't consume any aura, otherwise it would be as expensive as Faxiu Yufeng, and Yingyao would have to fall in a short time.

"Exploring the tribulation of love, swallowing the demons of the heart, taking advantage of the trend to advance to the stage of crossing the catastrophe." Jiusujian pinched the sword tassel and counted, "Where does he get the confidence?"

Ying Yao shrugged her shoulders to express that she didn't know, and stepped back tentatively, intending to see if she had a chance to escape.

The chain in Zhuo Yuanshan's hand was not too long, he reached the limit after about two feet, and the belt around his neck began to tighten after thinking about it, which made it difficult for him to sustain the spiritual power in his body, so Ying Yao tried How to get rid of the control of the belt for a while, but I had no idea, so I had to stop and watch Zhuo Yuanshan practice.

I felt that Zhuo Yuanshan's beautiful Jusujian moved slightly, and felt Zhuo Yuanshan's turbulent but obedient aura. He waited and waited until the spiritual energy tide near Zhuoyuan Mountain dissipated, but he still didn't get the gift from Dao in the records.

However, Zhuo Yuanshan's power was still rising step by step, Ying Yao didn't take it seriously at first, but then he was so oppressed that he frowned and had to use his exercises to resist him.

"What's going on?" It asked Ying Yao quietly, "Could it be that the records are false?"

Ying Yao heard Fang Li talk about his feelings about being promoted to cross the catastrophe. He was sure that Fang Li mentioned the gift from the Dao that would appear before the transition to the catastrophe, so he shook his head and thought: "I guess it's because this secret realm is not in the Dao. .”

He paused, changed his voice deliberately and opened his mouth and said to Zhuo Yuanshan: "Both gift and catastrophe can't enter the Heaven-reaching Realm."

Zhuo Yuanshan really didn't realize this before Ying Yao reminded him.

He has already swallowed up all the demons in his heart, and his skills have been completed, the redness in his eyes has faded away, and he is only one gift from the Dao to heal his injuries. A gift from the Dao, he can still only say that he has half-stepped through the tribulation, and Ying Yao's heart-piercing sword has hindered the flow of spiritual power, if the sword repairer wants to fight him with his life, the outcome is still Undecided.

Zhuo Yuanshan and the teasing sword cultivator looked at each other for a moment, restrained their minds and slowly slowed down the speed of spiritual power flowing in the meridians, suppressing the preparations before being promoted to cross the catastrophe, the white wolf primordial spirit was not quite used to him Rolling in the sea of ​​consciousness, he grabbed the long whip spirit who was dazed to the side.

"That's a little troublesome," Zhuo Yuanshan said to Yaoyao, "after all, there are still things waiting for us outside."

Ying Yao recalled the figure he saw when he passed through the "bubble" diaphragm through the dace carp, and tilted his head slightly, making a posture of listening attentively.

He guessed that with Zhuo Yuanshan's mind at this time, he would either find some restraint to threaten him to be obedient, or make him a useless burden so as not to get in his way, so Zhuo Yuanshan pulled the Dharma seal on his hand and told him to use Dao Xin When he vowed to work together, he didn't feel surprised at all, on the contrary, he felt relieved as expected.

Ying Yao said without any resistance: "I swear with my heart of 'entering the world' that I will not do anything that will harm Zhuo Yuanshan's interests before I leave the Tongtian Realm..."

"What kind of restraints can your dao heart have in this situation?" Jiusujian muttered, "Ah Yao, tell me, is killing him with one sword a violation of your oath?"

Ying Yao finished reading the experiment that Zhuo Yuanshan wrote for him step by step, and answered Jisujian without changing his face: "That depends on whether what he asked me to do violates my Taoism."

Jiu Sujian calculated for a while, and felt that the possibility of Zhuo Yuanshan touching the bottom line of Jianxiu was still a bit high, so he rubbed him reassuringly.

Zhuo Yuanshan probably also knew the virtues of "entering the world" Daojianxiu, and he didn't show much relief after reading the oath, and the belts that should be tied to Ying Yao's body were also tightly tied, and they didn't relax at all. .

"What's the name of this seal?" Ying Yao asked, "I don't look like a simple puppet technique."

Zhuo Yuanshan glanced at him and laughed: "What does Ah Yao want to ask from me?"

Ying Yao replied with a sly smile, "There are quite a lot."

"Long Lovesickness." Zhuo Yuanshan, "A good name, isn't it?"

Their current position is still some distance away from the crystal house, the spiritual power in Zhuo Yuanshan's meridians that was almost boiling when he was promoted has not completely calmed down, he didn't dare to fly too fast, just grabbed Ying Yao and stuck slowly Kunpeng walked forward, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Ying Yao didn't speak anymore, he found that although Zhuo Yuanshan tied him up, although the circulation of his spiritual power was greatly hindered, the shackles on his mind were relaxed instead, probably because he felt that he had to return to himself for a while. Go in the body, don't care about this moment.

However, he thought about it and rejected his idea.

Even with the eyesight of a cultivator who transforms spirits, it is impossible to see the words on the crystal when passing by. When Zhuo Yuanshan passed by, there were words like "Don't use lovesickness" written on it, and his seal is also called Changxiangsinyin. It is impossible for Zhuo Yuanshan not to guess that there is a connection, or that he already knew who the monk Yuanshen was boarding in the crystal house, so he purposely loosened the shackles on his mind, so that he could inquire about the news, or help the solution. Longing for Sauvignon Blanc kills my heart.

Even so, it was impossible for Ying Yao not to try, he followed Zhuo Yuanshan carelessly and flew around, lowering his head and connecting his body with his mind.

The injury on his waist and abdomen seems to have been properly treated, and he didn't feel the unbearable pain when he returned to his body. Ying Yao calmed down and felt it for a moment, and found that his lungs were muddy by the whip It has been cured, and there is no rough breath when breathing.

He didn't know how much each of Crystal House and Shuangxiu had contributed, but this was indeed good news—at least he didn't have to worry too much about a piece of intestine falling out of his stomach during the fight.

Yingyao calmed down, sat up with the ceiling propped up, stretched out his hand to grope for a while, grabbed his sword, stood up leaning on it, and walked slowly along the wall covered with handwriting lap.

"Don't regret it... don't regret it?" He muttered to himself, "Who would regret it? Regret what? You know Chang Xiang Si Yin, what is your relationship with this secret realm, or who are you from Zhuo Yuanshan?"