Douluo Ball Lottery Draw System

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hotel room.

The ambiguous breath gradually spread, and Hu Liena blushed like a ripe apple, and said to Yang Ming as if she was sweet and angry:

"Yang Ming, turn around for me, don't peek."

As soon as he spoke, Hu Liena turned up a dull hair on her forehead, and there were wisps of smoke from her hair, obviously shy to the extreme.

Yang Ming shrugged and turned his back to hear her.

With a slight movement of his ears, he heard a rustling voice behind him, and a faint fragrance filled with faint fragrance.

After a long time, Hu Liena heard the muffled voice covering the quilt:

"All right."

Yang Ming turned around and looked, and saw Hu Liena lying on and putting her head on the bed, with only a bath towel wrapped around her body.

I really can't see that Hu Liena is usually charming and charming, and she is such a conservative girl in her bones. This contrast gives Yang Ming a lovely sense of sight.

A gentle lady, a gentleman is so good.

But now, it's not the time to talk about love.

Yang Mingqiang suppressed the adolescent male hormone agitation, and put a hand gently on Hu Liena's back.

Hu Liena's beautiful body trembled slightly, the roots of her ears were red, and her heart swayed for no reason, an unprecedented shock surged over her head.

Yang Ming didn't know what Hu Liena was thinking at this time. His eyes were focused and he was treating Hu Liena's "illness" throughout the process.

Through the thick palm, the soul power poured into Hu Liena's body and turned around. Yang Ming's spiritual consciousness also saw countless viscous **** breaths from the blood circulation of the meridians, clinging to Hu Liena's internal organs, a little bit The earth eroded her body, and nearly half of the **** breath had already poured into Hu Liena's head, beginning to have a major impact on her spirit.

This kind of **** breath cannot be noticed by ordinary people with naked eyes.

Even high-level spirit masters, if their spiritual power hasn't reached a certain height, I am afraid they will not be able to detect it.

This can also explain why Hu Liena has no choice but to ask Yang Ming for help with the **** breath that has penetrated into her body.

Of course, if you change to someone else, I am afraid that there is no way to save this situation.

Because this is different from an external injury, it can be cured with a medical system spirit ability. This is not an injury at all, it can only be said to be an assimilation of everyone in the City of Killing.

Although Yang Ming understood the plot, he still couldn't figure out why the Slaughter City did it.

Or in other words, even in the original work, Tang San is only the tip of the iceberg for understanding the City of Slaughter.

Perhaps, even the inheritance hidden in the City of Slaughter may not be that simple.

Yang Ming's eyes were thoughtful and his hand movements were not slow. With a clever look, he tapped several acupuncture points on Hu Liena's back with his fingers through the bath towel.

"Um~~~"

Hu Liena snorted, her voice tender and whining.

The next moment, Hu Liena noticed that the soul power in her body was blocked, and she couldn't mobilize any soul power.

Surprisingly, Hu Liena didn't doubt Yang Ming's motives, or even asked.

Even Hu Liena didn't know why she trusted Yang Ming so much.

This kind of feeling is unprecedented.

Let Hu Liena fall into a strange state of mind.

After sealing the spirit power in Hu Liena's body, Yang Ming's eyes condensed, and the reincarnation eyes burst into a stream of light. With the help of the spiritual power far surpassing many high-level spirit masters, he released the **** breath that had invaded Hu Liena's body.

"Chi, chi, chi..."

Amidst the snorting sounds that seemed to be farting, misty scarlet gas was revealed from the pores on Hu Liena's skin.

Evil, cold, bloodthirsty, sin...

All kinds of unspeakable negative emotions faintly spread from the red mist, and thousands of words can hardly describe this feeling.

These red mists are like living creatures. They have just been picked up by Yang Ming. They seem to be unwilling to leave Hu Liena's host. Red mist is spreading its teeth and claws in mid-air, like a deformed octopus clinging to Hu Liena's body, wanting to flood her again. Of the body.

"It's hard to get you out, but I can't let my previous work be abandoned!"

A sneer evoked at the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, and the mysterious sword that had been prepared for a long time passed an arc, like the most skilled surgeon, passing it against Hu Liena's body surface, completely cutting off the connection between the two.

"Woo!"

After completely breaking away from the host, it seems that Red Mist discovered Yang Ming as the culprit. The **** aura aggregate formed after killing thousands of people turned into a solid little snake, lasing towards Yang Ming, trying to penetrate. His body regards him as a new host.

A clear look flashed in his eyes, and Yang Ming held his sword sideways, seeming to have foresight, just blocking the direction of the Red Mist Little Snake.

The little red mist snake hit the blade.

If it is an ordinary weapon, an ordinary weapon spirit, it has no effect on this **** aura that is hard to see with the naked eye, and the little red mist snake can easily get through it.

But the mysterious sword is not an ordinary weapon spirit, and Yang Ming is not even an ordinary spirit master.

The slightly curved blade of the sword is like a bottomless pit. As soon as the Red Mist Little Snake approaches, there is an irresistible attraction. In just a few moments, the Red Mist Little Snake was "eaten". Go down.

When Yang Ming saw the introduction about the mysterious sword, he was a little surprised.

Because just now, the superimposed attack speed and sharpness of the mysterious sword seemed to be like riding on a rocket, and the biubiubiu land soared upwards. At this level, it was about the same as Yang Ming killed thousands of people.

"Could it be that these **** auras are not simply encapsulating people's negative emotions, but also the essence and soul of the human body?"

Yang Ming's heart was shocked, and he felt a trace of fear for his conjecture.

If this is the case, this city of killings is really terrible~www.ltnovel.com~ You know, the city of killings has been established for so many years, and I don’t know how many people have died here. If it is conservatively estimated, at least a few have died. One hundred thousand people, the essence and soul of so many people after death, most of them are absorbed somewhere in the city of killing, and the other half are used as the ability to assimilate others. I am afraid that even the king of killing may not really know the secrets hidden in it. Right?

The more he knew, Yang Ming suddenly discovered that the description of the killing capital in the original works of the previous life probably did not reveal the truth here.

Even the inheritance of the **** Shura in the Slaughter City may not be that simple, right?

"Hum!"

While Yang Ming was thinking about it in secret, Hu Liena let out a soft voice, calling him back from thinking.

Then, he saw that Hu Liena seemed to be in a special state, her beautiful eyes were rippling, her face was full of peach blossoms, she spread her pink lotus root arms and hugged Yang Ming tightly.

"Yang Ming, don't leave me."

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