Poison Genius Consort

Who knows Han Yen Xiao actually said, “I believe in you, I don't believe in dragons. ”

She finished, meaning a deep glance at the dragon not at night, how can she believe that the dragon not at night cheated on her about the injury?

The dragon didn't seem to want to say anything, but he just laughed.

In fact, the power of affection, he has long told the master that he cannot say. Even if this girl stares at them, she will be deceived.

The old man of Jianzong didn't expect Han Yen Xiao to say that. Looking at the indisputable appearance of the pupil, his heart actually hurts.

It's hard on this girl at night!

“Not at night, let's get started.” The old man of Sword Sect said softly.

“What are you... going to do?” The dragon does not ask at night.

Though they don't have the power to lighten up their emotions, they know each other very well. Dragon did not fully control the power of phagocytosis due to early clearance. He forced the last force of phagocytosis into the body, barely controlling it, and because of forced pressure, his internal injuries were actually severe.

In fact, three days and three nights after the war between him and the elderly swordsman, he resisted, as long as he had a slight looseness, he would lose under the sword of the elderly swordsman.

If he controls the last power of affection, his strength is basically equal to that of the old Sword Sect.

Today, that power is still in turmoil, especially when he has just relaxed and slept, and that power is more active than ever.

In the case of severe internal injuries, he was unable to elicit that power, let alone control it, so he could only use external force and the power of the elderly Sword Zong.

Through the power of the elderly man of Sword Zong, the internal wound can recover, and after the internal wound recovers, he can try to pull out the final force of emotion and regain control.

“My husband will heal your wounds.” The old man of Sword Sect said it seriously.

Dragon nodded at night, nothing said, the old man of Sword Zong only had to heal him with his true qi.

The elderly man of Jianzong arranged to guard at the door. Instead of entering the secret room, the disciples sat down before and after the bamboo collapse. Han Yunxiao stood by and watched.

“Ma'am, just watch. Don't make a sound, okay?” The old man of Sword Zong gave serious warning, "Otherwise, you would have killed him. ”

Han Yunxi nodded vigorously, "I understand. ”

“Not at night, you remember, don't be distracted.” The elderly man of Sword Sect gave serious admonition.

“Mm-hmm." The dragon only responded faintly at night.

“I'd better go. I'll wait outside the door.” Han Yunxiao's own heart was frightened, she stood here, somewhat influencing the dragon non-night.

“Just stand there, you're here, I'm more relieved.” The dragon smiled at night.

The old man of Sword Sect has begun his luck. Han Yunxi dared not speak much and hurriedly retreated to the back of the dragon.

Long Fei Night also quickly relaxed. However, he soon realized something was wrong. The old man of Sword Zong did not save him with his true temper, but... inner merit!

He was shocked, looking back, but at this moment, the old man of Sword Sect pressed his hands against his shoulder, and a strong inner work instantly poured into his shoulder.

“Master...”

Dragon did not speak at night, did not realize that he said the word "master”. He has not summoned Master Jianzong since the early departure.

“Don't be distracted!” The old man of Sword Sect sounds like Hung Zhong, and his temper is compelling.

Dragons do not know the consequences of distraction at night. Even if they do not want to, they can only turn back and suffer silently.

Instead of healing him with his true qi, Master used his inner strength!

It was the inner kung fu that Master Tian Muyao lost to before, but he just stopped him. Real qi can be restored, but it is extremely difficult to repair the inner kung fu, especially with such age and physical condition as master, is basically impossible.

The cost of healing his internal injuries, whether using real qi or internal kung fu, must be huge. How much internal kung fu does Master have to teach him?

There is no bottom in the dragon's heart. Perhaps there is no bottom in the old man's heart. After all, it is the first time that both of them have encountered internal injuries caused by the force of phagocytosis.

A thick, pure source of internal power continuously imported into the dragon's non-night body, he clearly felt the change in injury, and clearly felt that the last force of emotion in the body was no longer so agitated, but gradually calmed.

The dragon had to gather the spirit at night to teach the old man of Sword Sect his inner work and turn it into his own, because only by turning it into his own can his inner wounds be truly resolved.

Time, a little loss, the source of devotion of the Sword Sect elders is endless.

Han Yunxi looked behind her back and hung a heart in the air. However, she did not know the truth, did not know the danger, nor did she know the unreserved contribution of the elderly Sword Zong.

When the elderly man of Jianzong is sick, he is willing to teach the inner kung fu to Tam Mu Yao; when he is awake, he is willing to teach the inner kung fu to Dragon non-night, which is enough to prove how much he loves the disciple of Dragon non-night.

In the palace, it was silent. In the darkness, the faint lights reflected on the faces of the elderly people of the Dragon and Sword Sect, all with fine sweat beads on their faces. Seems like a calm healing wound, it's really raging.

Suddenly!

The dragon turned back to the old man of Sword Sect in a fierce way. His face was iron and blue, and his eyes were wide open.

Han Yunxiao was shocked, rushed forward, wanted to ask what was going on, but she still held on, afraid to interrupt.

Why is Dragon not Night so big, nothing else, just because the old man of Sword Sect suddenly put all five grades of kung fu into his body, five grades of kung fu, equivalent to half a century of cultivation!

He is an eight-point master and has even dropped five, but now he is only a three-point swordsman. Even ordinary disciples in the branch faction may not have been able to beat him.

Even if it's not total waste, for a master like him, there's no difference between total waste.

How can a dragon not be shocked at night and how can he accept it? Master, it's all about him!

“Not at night, concentrate!” The Sword Sect Old Man has a bright and powerful voice.

This voice is so familiar to Dragon non-night. When I was a child, my master used to practise inner kung fu with him every time, saying these four words.

In the trance, the dragon seemed to return to his childhood. The old man of Sword Sect was a master, but he was a benevolent father. After each exercise, he will no longer be serious. He will personally cook a table of meals. He will drink alcohol and drink tea at night. Late in the summer, under the stars, the master will raise his glass to drink, and he will be happy.

The only time in a dragon's non-night life that can be called childhood is a summer night on the mountains.

I perceived that the dragon is not at night and the old man of Sword Sect is angry, "Not at night, you have never let the master down! Not this time, either! ”

Dragons are not in the night, but they immediately retract their thoughts, concentrate and concentrate.

He must take a lot of effort to absorb and become his own!

Late at night, the moon is silent... Han Yen Xiao looks at everything seriously, like that mountain moon is quiet.

When the Orient was white, the old man of Sword Sect finally retracted his hand. He almost lay aside, fortunately holding on with his hand. His mission is complete.

However, the dragon does not go on at night. After the dragon does not recover from the inner wound at night, it has to draw out the last force of emotion, and then breathe it back into the body to control it.

The old man of Sword Sect pressed on his couch and came down with difficulty.

Even though he is neat, he still gives a sense of wolf. From the top, the top eight master of the highest rank, down to three, what kind of wolf is this?

His face was pale as paper, all of them were a little unstable. He held aside for a while before walking towards the Korean Art Xiao.

Han Yunxi didn't dare make a sound, just watched.

As soon as the old man of Sword Sect approached, she was about to go forward, who knew, at this moment, the dragon's non-night body suddenly burst out with a powerful power of orphans.

Although invisible and colorless, Han Yen Xiao, a man who can't martial arts, still feels the killing and anger emanating from that power.

Intuition tells her that that power is not good. Did the old man just give the dragon the power? Or is the dragon always there?

Full of curiosity, she dared not ask, and she continued to greet the elderly Sword Sect.

However, the dragon suddenly pulled out a long whip between his waist and slammed a blank wage.

Han Yen Xiao immediately caught hold, remembering the wound behind him, could he still...

She was shocked. She was about to make a noise, but saw the old man of Sword Zong's powerful eyes. She opened her mouth and didn't shout out.

As such, he watched the long whip of the dragon not at night, raised his head, waved a circle, and the whip slammed his back hard.

Blood, just like that. Splashes out.

The power of this last affair is far stronger than ever before and harder to control.

Although there is only one whip, the whip force is far from comparable to any whip before.

Han Yunxi smelled the smell of blood in the air slowly dissipating, she covered her mouth, withstood tears, and tried to keep herself from remembering what the dragon had been through the past month. She always knew that it wasn't easy for this man, but she didn't know it was that easy.

He stood in darkness and looked particularly lonely in his long position, as if he stood alone between the vast heavens and the earth, close to his eyes but far from the sky.

There is a lonely name called "far away”, far from anybody's reach.

Han Yunxi's heart ached, unable to express herself, she secretly told herself to treat this man well, to love him as much as possible, to protect him.

The dragon did not stand at night, nor did the elderly Han Yunxi and Jianzong move. Han Yunxi stared dead at the dragon at night, and the elderly Jianzong stared at the dragon at night, waiting.

Finally, when the summer climbed up the mountain and lit up most of the Tianshan Mountains, the dragon slowly turned around after night, his handsome face with blood, but smiled very nicely.

He smiled at Han Yen Xiao.

Han Yunxi immediately smiled, and when he saw Han Yunxi smile, the elderly man of Jianzong sighed and smiled.

Dragons walked towards them step by step, but at three steps away, they stopped.

“Master! ”

He was shocked, using belly language.

Old man Jianzong looked back in shock, only the dragon was not good at night, no different, what is wrong with him?

“What's going on?” The Sword Sect elderly also asked in abdominal language.

“The power of affection is going backwards.” Dragons are serious nonnight.

When he mastered the last power of affection, the power of affection in the body was complete, and he clearly felt that it had become thicker and stronger because of its integrity. He thought he had it under control, but suddenly the power went against him!

Old man Jianzong is shocked, he has never encountered such a situation, is it exorcism?

At this point, the voice of the attendant came from outside the door, "Master, the elders sent someone to hurry. ”

In front of Heavenly Sword Hall, the battlefield of ranked battle has been opened...