MTL - Cultivating to Become a Great Celestial-Chapter 102 : Assassination

Su Tingyun sat on the cold ground, looking pale as paper.

Chunshuijian is like a clear spring holding in her hand, which can disappear or appear with her consciousness, which is clearly a manifestation of the Lord's recognition.

Obviously, when the consciousness was injected into the sword, she was shocked by the powerful force. Why is she now recognizing the Lord? And the ring she didn't take off with all her energy ...

Speaking of the ring, Su Tingyun carefully looked at the ring on her hand. At this time, she noticed that in addition to the red silk left from the original absorption of the sky fire, there were two green and gold fine marks, but she just blinked. The strange color disappeared again.

She reached out and touched it. The ring seemed to be refreshing with water, and she felt the ice cold, which made her a little bit more comfortable. She thought about whether the ring could also be introduced into Yuanshen, and her thoughts flashed. It was found that the ring on the finger was gone.

The ring floated in the sea of ​​Dantian, but the spring water sword did not appear. Could it have been taken away when the spring water sword disappeared? Just like the original flame?

My head hurts too much.

Su Tingyun didn't have the energy to continue to study these. She barely supported her body and stood up. After half a step, she collapsed on the bed and closed her eyes. She hoped that with the help of the ring, she could save her strength a little.

She should have been in a coma for at least one day, otherwise, Yuan Shen would not have been weak. In Xiaomei's body, she can support it for about two days. The physical body is just the body of her. Wanting to stay in the naked body will only be short and not long. If the demon does not release the seal on her body, her primordial **** is likely to be torn in the body, so she must negotiate with the other party.

It didn't take long for the stone door to open and Mozun walked into the room.

He changed into a robe with gold trimmings, and still exposed the collarbone. The blood-red dragon-pattern jade on his neck shook slightly as he walked, echoing that pair of red pupils, and looked abnormally wicked. Night demon with open wings.

The worship of the moon teaches Mozun to be moody and to kill people like hemp. The favorite is the tossing soul, which falls into his hands. It can be said that it is better to die ...

The only thing Su Tingyun was able to beat him was the death of this light. The fact that he was able to take Lu Guang's body at risk proved that Lu Guang was very important to him. Come to think of it, he was also the minister of Lu Guang's skirt at first, even if it wasn't, he probably wouldn't want Lu Guang to really die.

Su Tingyun opened her eyes and said directly: "If I don't unlock my seal, I will die, and she will die." She was pale, bloodshot at the corners of her mouth, her spirit was very weak, her eyes were extremely firm.

Mozun is a person who is good at controlling souls. His favorite thing is to toss those residual souls. Su Tingyun's state at this time is clear at a glance. Naturally, she knows that she is very weak, but he is not in a hurry. He laughed twice. "You want to talk to me about the conditions?"

He strode over and sat directly next to Su Tingyun, and hugged her to her leg, clutching her slender waist with one hand, rubbing her chest with one hand, and whispering softly: "People who dare to ask me conditions, It's all dead. "

His voice was somber that even the breath exhaled from his mouth was cold.

The cold air blew on Su Tingyun's neck, which instantly caused her to goosebumps. But she didn't fear or panic, she clenched her teeth and sneered, "I will die if I don't talk to you about the conditions, and I will die horizontally and vertically, why don't I mention it." She gave the devil a glance, and said coldly: "You said No? "

I regret not dying, are you willing to let Lu Guang die?

I didn't expect Mozun to be surprised for a moment, then laughed, and took two shots, "Yes, that's what it looks like." That's the glory of the year, not just such a noble and glamorous look, but what is it in private , But only a few people know.

This pair of skin is too beautiful, a cold eye, can also make people feel full of charm.

"If you don't unlock the seal, I will die, and she will die." Su Zingyun saw the expression of Mo Zun, her heart was a little flustered, but she calmed herself and still said coldly.

"That won't work, I untied, what do you do when you run away?" Mozun smiled sullenly. He looked weird all over, just like a lunatic, and there were two flushes on his white cheeks. It seems not normal.

"I do n’t know how many pounds or two I have?" Su Tingyun pursed his lips slightly, and then said, "I will disappear if Yuan Shen is not attached. I need to enter your bell to raise the soul."

Not all things can be attached to it. The stronger the aura, and the protection of the formation method, it requires a lot of conditions and natural luck. And Mozun's soul-binding bell is itself a deliberately refined Horcrux, which can just keep her Yuanshen immortal.

"Oh, all of you are asking for conditions, what can you give me?" Mozun hugged the person in her arms tighter, her chin resting directly on her shoulder and neck, rubbing gently.

Su Tingyun was disgusted, but still strenuously, "I will pretend to be a light, and listen to your instructions to help you get what you want."

Didn't he want an obedient light to confuse the water, then she temporarily pretended to obey his order.

At the bedside is a mirror. Su Zingyun can directly see the expression of Mozun from the mirror. At first he looked very happy, smirking, and suddenly changed his face.

I don't know where this sentence offended Mozun, and saw that he reached out and held Su Tingyun's hair, pulled her head back and exposed her fair neck, and Mozun's other hand reached directly to her. At the throat, long nails quickly drawn a bloodline around her neck.

"Do you know what I want?" Mozun smiled coldly, suddenly lifted her directly to the bed, and then pressed her under her.

He stroked the blood on the neck with his finger, took the finger to his mouth, and licked it gently.

When he leaned down, the jade on his chest dangled slightly, and when he saw the **** jade, his eyes were darker. Mozun bowed his head, pressing Su Tingyun underneath him with rough movements. At this time, Su Tingyun collapsed and became weak, his soul was in severe pain, and his head seemed to be blown up.

She can't hold on any longer. The soul is locked in this body, and there is no way out. Because of this physical body, the original **** did not know where the hiding did not disappear, and strongly rejected her as a strange soul at this moment.

The demon lord pressed on her, and she was powerless to resist, lying softly like a water snake.

"How about letting you out when I'm satisfied?" He kissed her chin, raised a brow as he moved closer to her lips, his eyes full of disdain. Then he put the jade on his neck on Su Zingyun's lips, and then he ripped her placket and kissed the collarbone.

At this time, the demon statue was very devoted. He did not exert divine coercion, and Su Tingyun was active.

But she didn't move, she endured the nausea in her heart, and slowly operated the aura to accumulate energy. It was just that she couldn't wait any longer, Yuan Shen almost collapsed, and the nausea of ​​her body stimulated her.

Su Tingyun called out Chunshui Sword, and exhausted her energy to pierce Mozun. In fact, she didn't hold much hope. She just wanted to fight hard, but never thought that Chunshui Sword penetrated Mozun's aura. The barrier pierced through his robes and pierced his flesh.

The sword's edge was covered with thorns and thorns, pierced through all barriers, pierced into Demon's chest, the sword tip was red and drinking blood, and the red light suddenly flowed across the green sword body like a dragon, blinking and disappearing.

Su Tingyun was holding Chunshuijian in her hand, her Yuanshen had reached the limit, her mouth was vomiting, her eyes were blurred.

She only knew that the sword had penetrated into the *, but did not know how the devil was injured, and she did not have the strength to pull the sword out. She is low in strength, just a little person in this world, but in the situation of dying, she also has to fight back to death, so she won't die in this life.

Looking at the sword on his chest, Mozun reached out and wiped a hand of blood, grinned twice, and wiped the blood directly on the jade. He did not exert divine coercion, because he felt that the spirit of the other party was very weak. If he suppressed it, he would be wiped out by fear of the Yuanshen. He also knows that the spirit in it is not high. Even if he does not exert the power of the soul, the other party has no resistance in front of himself, but he did not expect that he was wrong.

Was stabbed?

I bleed a lot of blood ...

Mozun laughed. He touched Yupe on his chest and murmured, "It's funny, right?"

He hasn't suffered such an injury in a long time.

The next moment, he lifted the unconscious Su Zingyun from the bed, and did not stop himself. Instead, he slaps his palm on the unconscious body, knocks out those who have penetrated it, and shakes the prison Soul Bell, put its body spirit into the bell. Without Yuan Shen's physical body, he was thrown on the bed so easily that he did not move half-gently.

He turned to walk, walked in front of Shimen, and turned back. With a big wave of his hand, a strong wind blew through, the bed mechanism opened, and the naked body rolled directly into the cold liquid in the bed.

The goddess of glory that those people sought after was just a spare body for him. No one can give him what he really wants.

Stepping out of the stone gate, Mozun shook the bell in his hand. The protoss called Su Zingyun in the bell was more curious about her. Why she can easily possess it, and if she understands the reason, no matter how much it costs.

At this time, Yuan Shen was in the soul-belling bell. He knew that the Yuan Shen was already extremely weak, so after the demon went out, he ordered his men to form an array. He took the fairy grass and burned it to raise his soul.

The fairy grass slowly burned, and the green smoke rose seldom. The light blue smoke poured into the bell suspended in the middle of the formation, and also poured into the Suyuan Yunyuan god.

A little force entered her primordial little by little, relieved her pain, and nourished her in her sleep.

...

No matter what the future holds, as long as there is a little vitality, she will work hard to live.

Not only for myself, but also for those friends who are waiting for her.