Chapter 255 (1/2)

Qin Huan sat in a wooden bucket. The strong smell of medicine went into his nose along the steaming hot air. His skin was slightly burned, but he didn't care about it. At this time, holding the edge of the bucket with both hands, the back with clear lines is exposed in the air. Ning Ling's hand-held stabbing pen carefully depicts that a double angle, closed eye devil head is gradually forming.

When the last stroke fell, Qin Huan heard a distant roar, which sounded directly in the soul. Ning Ling closed the pen and said softly, ”OK.”

It took her a lot of energy to portray the devil's head. Her long skirt was soaked in sweat, and it was delicately attached to her body. Although she tried to keep calm, Qin Huan could still shake her body slightly under his eyes. After waiting for a while, Qin Huan didn't realize it. Ning Ling bit his teeth. ”See if it's enough, you Turn around! ”

”Ah Good! ” Qin Huan's ”Hula” made a sound of water.

Xi Xi Suo, followed by the sound of entering the water, waiting for a while, Ning Ling's voice just sounded, ”turn around.”

Qin Huan's eyes swept over the folded skirts and the silk clothes. Qin Huan's mouth was dry.

Ning Ling was so shy that he said seriously: ”younger martial brother Qin, you must not Do more things he wants to do. It's not easy to draw blood. Once there is an accident, it will be extremely dangerous! ” When it comes to later, it's very serious.

Qin Huan's mind was slightly chilly, and he thought to restore Qingming. He bowed his hand. ”I know how to be prudent, elder martial sister Ning.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, there was no sign of trouble.

Ning Ling's eyes were bright and appreciative. Qin Huan did a good job when he was able to control himself. She was a little calm. ”Wait a minute, I will take the lead in the process of extracting blood. When I finish, junior Qin will start to devour immediately. Don't seize the opportunity.”

She closed her eyes, exposed shoulders, neck and face, quickly covered with texture, glittering on the left and dark on the right. Frown light, showing the meaning of pain, rather Ling raised his hand to the heart of the eyebrow.

In the barrel where she is, the liquid medicine immediately boils, and a large number of bubbles burst out, ”Gudong” and ”Gudong” make a sound, and the white water mist covers her.

The fog is more and more thick, and we can't see Ning Ling's figure. We can only hear the subtle sound of ”click” and ”click”. Qin Huan was no stranger to it. It was flesh and blood on his body. He was trembling and cracking, which was almost unbearable. But Ning Ling didn't make a sound.

Qin Huan's brow was wrinkled and his eyes were worried. As his face became more and more gloomy, the dense and extreme fog suddenly split rapidly, and each piece collapsed inward, forming a sharp needle. The silver color was bright and dazzling!

Poof -

poof -

countless subtle voices sounded at the same time, Qin Huan's face changed greatly, Ning Ling's pale face showed a smile and shook his head to stop. The long needles coagulated by the fog all pierced into the dark texture and occupied half of the body. Each needle dropping point was the junction of the texture, which turned like a living thing.

In the other half of the body, the golden texture shines brightly. It seems to detect the plight of the opponent and launch an attack. The rich golden light, like the fiery magma flowing from the Huoshankou, spreads along the dark texture and is expelled everywhere.

The blood of the devil is not willing to fail. It's better to snort and bite the corners of the mouth. The wisps of black air gather on the top of her head, and the shadows appear and roar endlessly. It seems to question her why and give up the power of the devil way.

Ning Ling closed her eyes, ignored its roar, and urged the blood of the Shinto in her body with all her strength. The golden light became stronger and stronger, just like the rising sun, illuminating the whole wooden house.

Hum -

there is a buzz from the void. The array starts to work, shielding the golden light and the breath.

Qin Huan's body was taut. When facing the golden light, he felt disgusted instinctively. His heart was beating violently. All the blood was rolling and roaring. He pressed down his heart and looked at Ning Ling intensely. Her body was dark with texture and was disappearing.

On the top of his head, the shadow growled more and more shrill. There was no blood on Ling's face, but there was no hesitation and cowardice between his frowns.

Qin Huan's eyes were open with admiration.

Now it seems that although the pain is incomparable, Ning Ling is not too dangerous, so he just needs to wait until the blood of the devil is drawn, and swallow it as soon as possible.

In this way, we can reduce the suffering of Ning Ling as much as possible.

Qin Huan closed his eyes and felt the fury and thirst in his body.

Since Ning Ling began to expel the blood of the devil, [the devil body] has realized that it can help it become stronger!

Now, he wants to feel the desire, to integrate into it.

Gudu -

gudu -

in Qin Huan's cask, the potion began to boil, and the devil's head behind him became extremely bright red, with closed eyes looming in the fog.

”Junior brother Qin!”

At the moment when Ning Ling opened his mouth, Qin Huan suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were red as blood. He was violent, domineering, and destructive. He exploded wildly from him. His eyes were on the devil's head behind him. Now he opened a line.

Bang -

Ning Ling's shadow on the top of her head explodes and turns into a rolling fog. Countless black air overflows from her body and melts into the fog, making it dark and gradually stained with blood.Just like being attracted, when Qin Huan's eyes opened, there was a scream in the fog, like a river breaking through the bank, and the blood fog came from the black, and then went into Qin Huan's body along his mouth, nose and seven orifices.

At this time, the feeling is like putting the whole person in, burning countless red coal crazily, suffering to the extreme, but also to the extreme!

Every inch of flesh and blood is trembling, ”crackling” and ”crackling” are subtle sounds. It is the internal flesh and bones that are breaking, growing at an amazing speed, and then continuing to break.