Poison Genius Consort

There is only one way to subdue the power of emotion, that is to bear it! Bear it!

After the release of the force of affection, the dragon will have a brief period of weakness, losing all internal merit, even gradually losing strength, the body is a skin bag blown by the wind.

That is why dragons gather the power of phage on long whips at night, because only by gathering the power of phage on a weapon can it be given an opportunity to attack and to bear it.

The long golden whip has long been stained red with blood water. In the hands of dragons, it is not the night. It is the foolish desire to try. It is the bloodthirsty demon. It is the demon of the taking of life. It is the Lord of judgment.

Suddenly, the whip jumped and the dragon did not hesitate to let go at night.

He didn't turn his head and closed his eyes.

“Shh!”

Heaven-shaking and earth-shattering, like a wind whistling.

“Whoops!”

A terrible wave sounded like a long sky crane.

“Whoops!”

A thunderbolt of shock.

……

Whip by whip, whip by sound, whip by whip, flesh by splash, not knowing how many whips were whipped, the long whip finally lost all its power and fell to the ground.

Dragon did not stand at night, this back of the flesh was blurred, the new wound covered the old wound, the skin fleshed, the tall body swayed. However, his spinal bones were still straight, he did not fall down and his eyebrows did not wrinkle.

It's a habit he grew up in when he was little, and the pain never stopped ringing.

The faint candlelight reflected his sweaty side, and his innate indifference was replaced by a strong masculine flavor, giving him an incredibly sexy feeling.

He drowned his eyes and the whole person smelled like a rejection a thousand miles away. Whoever sees him at this moment will have no sympathy, only awe.

This man's body is strong and his heart is stronger, he will never be defeated, even if he himself cannot defeat himself.

He stood silently and let the power of affection boil and roam in him.

When emotional forces re-enter the body and want to subdue them, they rely not on brute force, but on heart power! He must hold on. He cannot fall, let alone give up, until all the power of passion has flown into the fields. He must manipulate them with his mind.

An hour later, his inner work finally returned, a step further than before.

He silently picked up the whip and put it away, picked up the hemostatic dispersion and gauze prepared for him by the master and handled the wound himself. It's like none of the storms just happened.

The wounds were all on his back, he only sprayed hemostatic pills on the gauze, then wrapped the gauze around him, handled it simply and roughly, but stopped the bleeding.

Today's task has thus come to an end.

Once the seal of affection is lifted, the power of affection does not come out all at once, but comes out a little more and more every day. It's only been more than a decade now, and the further behind it, the more powerful the outpouring phage will be.

Handle the wound properly. Dragon did not sit at night against the wall of the stone door. The back wound was too severe to lean against the wall. He only leaned against the wall with his head and raised it slightly.

Only a dozen days later, his face was quite thin, his corners became clearer and colder. He closed his eyes, motionless, like he was asleep, like he was thinking again.

One room was quiet and full of blood, and his silent figure appeared particularly lonely.

What do you mean, lonely?

Loneliness is Han Yen Xiao sitting behind him, separated from his wall, back to back.

Loneliness is the edge of life and death, but the person he loves knows nothing about everything.

Loneliness is when he sits down and his back slowly leans against the wall, not only against him, but also firmly against him, leaving the fleshy wounds of his back intolerable, while his mouth soars silently in the dark.

He was sure that she must have leaned back against the wall, too.

The loneliness is that he sits here and he sees the clean black coat hanging across the street, free of blood stains. He took it off deliberately, only to cover his wounds and deceive her.

Han Yunxi, this king is lying to you about addiction, you can't quit.

Han Yunxi slowly opened her eyes, she had just completed a full exercise of heart, and her consciousness had just woken up.

Originally just leaning against the wall, at this point relaxed, her entire weight leaned against the wall and tightened. She leaned her head back and her eyes were a little loose.

Dragon night, are you all right?

What are you doing?

Long Fei Night, I miss you... Wouldn't you, you're thinking of me too?

With this in mind, Han Yen Xiao leaned against the wall again. It was so tight that she wanted to get closer.

Dragon is not night, how can we get closer, closer?

Day after day...

Pain is day after day, and thoughts are day after day.

In a month, Han Yunxi has almost broken through the second stage of the storage space. Even with her repeated efforts, she has not been able to break through. She always felt that she had reached the critical point. That step could not be taken. Someone needed to push her.

She remembered the vague opening of the poison storage space before, entering the first stage because she had collected the poison pond.

Do you really need an opportunity to break through the second stage? She couldn't figure it out.

During this month, Tam Mu Yao and Qiuzi were designed to lure Han Yunxi out of the hall, but no matter what they played with, Han Yunxi did not leave the half-step.

Is there any better reason than to let her go? No, I didn't!

For a month, one hell of a torment a day, the dragon didn't frown at night, didn't scream a scream, and didn't fall.

Today is the last day. It is also the most critical day for dragons to control their emotional power.

Today's outbreak of emotional power, more than ever before, is stronger. Once he has no control over it, it is not just a total abandonment, what the consequences will be. He does not know, nor does the elderly Sword Zong know.

Perhaps no one in the world knows.

The dragon knows only that today's battle can only be won and must be won.

Even if he could open the stone gate immediately and see Han Yen Xiao, he was still stable as a mountain, and he did not immediately draw out the power of emotion as soon as he rested as he had before.

He needs to make some preparations to make sure he doesn't lose anything.

At this time, outside of the stone wall, Han Yunxiao had long since carelessly repaired it. Two days earlier, she came to the chair, sat in front of the stone wall and stared at the stone wall.

Smart, windy Han Yen Xiao, is actually a fool, she is not a face wall, what is it?

She's laughing, no, to be exact, she's been laughing for two days.

She had no idea what Long Fei Night had been through in the darkroom, how dangerous it was. She had always thought that Long Fei Night had only been coached by the elderly Jianzong, trained in closed doors, and prepared to participate in ranking battles. She thought that the real danger was to fight Qiuzi in a ranked battle. So, she determined that as long as the time was up, the dragon's martial arts would increase dramatically and come out undamaged.

She seldom dressed herself deliberately, but today, she wore light makeup, deliberately combed a princess's head, swayed with a purple jade step, replaced with a long dress of fantastic purple and a white veil on her wrist.

Purple, his favorite color.

Originally the bottom is excellent, a bit of dressing, leaning toward the country, no loss to the beauty of Mayu once, and her natural sense of nobility, her eyebrows between the generations, the temperament in her bones, is never comparable to that of Mayu.

The only thing that doesn't go well with her fairy outfit is the smile on her face, which can basically be called a silly smile.

If the dragon did not see her at night, she would surely rub her bangs in drowning and scold her for being stupid again.

Han Yunxi is waiting, and Qiuzi and Tuanmuyao are waiting. Dragon is not out of the precept at night today. Three days later, it is the ranking battle of Sword Sect.

After Qiuzi's abdominal poison was detoxified, he was preparing for a ranking battle.

In Tianshan, he is already the second best, and the elderly Sword Sect does not participate in the ranking battle, so the heads-up must be his, but he is not lax.

He was well aware of the strength and weakness and decided on the loyalty of the people below. He wanted to show his strongest force to subjugate the disciples of Tianshan and show the people of Evil Sword Gate the value of his cooperation.

“It must not be that simple for a dragon to climb the mountain at night!” Qiuzi said worried.

Tam Mu Yao did not answer him. For the past month, she has been watching Han Art Xiao for most of her time, in addition to cooperating with the Master in the injury management. She has spent a lot of effort and laid several traps. Unfortunately, Han Art Xiao did not leave the precept for half a step.

The hall of discipline is the place of the aunt, she took a great deal of effort to buy the maid there to help her say a few words in front of Han Yunxi, but unfortunately, it was useless.

After today, the sentence of the dragon is full at night. Once the dragon is out of the courtroom at night, it is even harder to kill Han Yunxi.

Duanmuyao told himself that, in any case, today cannot be missed!

“If he can kill Mrs. Cold Moon, then he has the strength to participate in the ranking battle. This kid dares to participate in the ranking battle!” Qiuzi muttered to himself and laughed quickly again. “So even if he killed Qi Zonglin and Tang Zi, ranked fourth and third, he couldn't fight the old man! ”

When he saw Tam Mo Yao's heart was uncertain, Qiuzi handed her over. “Yao Yao, what are you thinking? ”

Gewurzhu was covered in goosebumps, but she had to endure it, and she whispered, “It's hard to kill Han Yen Xiao today. ”

“What, you still can't handle your master?” Qiuzi sneered, "or... you even got robbed by Master Han Yen Xiao? ”

As soon as the words came out, Tam Ki-yao's eyes cooled down, and his eyes under the mask burst with horrific killing intentions. She broke free of Qiuzi's hand and turned around, leaving a message, "Han Yunxi will not survive today! ”

It's not that she can't handle Master, or that Master doesn't love her anymore, but that Master's condition is very unstable these days, and she doesn't dare to overstimulate him. But today, she's out! Whatever the cost, she must eliminate Han Yen Xiao before the dragon comes out at night.

Every time he helped her heal her wounds, he didn't say a word. In a few days, he just asked her, “Yao Yao, why couldn't I save your mother? ”

Since Master knew that she had been injured, she had been in danger of getting sick in front of Qiuzi. Over the past month, Master has been very calm in the face of her.

She knew, however, that the master was not calm, but rather difficult to speak.

If you want to enter the commandment hall, and want to eliminate Han Yunxi, you can only rely on Master!

Tam Mu Yao already had a plan in mind. She couldn't help but get excited and excited when she thought that the dragon would never see Han Yunxi again at night!

Leaving the backyard of the locking courtyard, she headed straight to the top of Tianshan Mountain and flew straight to the Nine Heavy Palace to find Master...