long night walk

Chapter 700 Who's Old Tomb
don't kill...

The excitement in the ghost flute boy's eyes suddenly faded, so he had no choice but to put the ghost flute in his hand into his belt, and walked towards Xihe dejectedly.

When it dragged the man in the water to the shore, Ning Feiyan raised his voice and said ah, but there was no surprise on his face.

She knelt down and stroked the wet hair on the face of the red makeup. There was no emotion in her eyes, and there was a sneer at the corner of her mouth: "Although I expected it, I didn't expect you to be so stupid that you didn't even want to run for your life." can you?"

With cold and fair fingertips wet by the river, she slowly stroked her blind eye. Ning Feiyan sighed and said, "I clearly gave you a chance."

Ning Feiyan looked at half of her green and transparent body, and the squirming light wings under her body.

Various signs indicated that Hong Zhuang, who was a succubus, was also affected by this mist, and her body was gradually decomposing.

After all, Hong Zhuang stayed away from Beiyuan for so many years, although Ning Feiyan always treated her coldly, most of them just ignored her.

But as a dark knife for her to kill, Ning Feiyan did not spare her resources to sharpen her to be very sharp and tenacious.

His physique was even different from that of ordinary succubi, and it was not easy for him to maintain his intelligence for so long in this mist.

Ning Feiyan saw the traces of spiritualization gradually spreading all over her body, her eyes became colder, and she sneered:
"I really don't have a long memory. Every time it comes to this kind of time, you have to find trouble and force yourself into a useless ghost. Do you like being a piece of rotten meat rotting in the mud so much?"

Ning Feiyan was sneering and mocking, when her sleeves suddenly tightened, but Hong Zhuang, who was in a coma, tightly grasped the sleeves.

She closed her eyes tightly, with deep pain and helplessness hidden on her face, and whispered softly: "Sister... sister..."

Ning Feiyan narrowed her eyes, and pulled back her sleeves indifferently: "What a born bitch."

"...Sister, it hurts so much...I hurt so much..."

Ning Feiyan gradually became depressed, and felt that her whispering voice was very noisy.

Her face gradually became impatient, she closed her eyes and raised her hand, carefully picked up the beads, and put them between her eyebrows.

I saw her eyebrows opened wide, and she gradually incorporated the bright and beautiful orb into it. When Ning Feiyan opened her eyes again, a round of mysterious golden intent appeared on the edge of her black pupils.

The old succubus saw her overreaching behavior, and said sarcastically:
"A little girl who is overconfident, if this fairy god is so easy to refine into the body, how can it be perfectly preserved to this day.

The two ways of gods and demons have different paths, you did not directly take it from the host of the source of God, and forcibly refined it into the body, it will only make your divine palace collapse and be damaged, and your spiritual consciousness will be wiped out! "

How could Ning Feiyan not know the reason for this? If she hadn't been afraid of the power of this divine source, she would have already refined those two beads, so how could she keep them to this day.

With a chuckle, she bent down, pinched the lips of the red makeup, and took a breath of pure divine origin through the void, and it melted into her body.

The red makeup seemed to be haunted by a nightmare, and the pain on the face subsided slightly, and the spread of the body's rotten spirit was also eased.

Seeing this, Ning Feiyan knew that her guess was correct.

She slowly stood up, looked at the old succubus, and said meaningfully: "Although what you said is correct, but after all, he sent the little devil all the way to send this bead, so it won't hurt me."

Ning Feiyan, who never believed in the world, said at this moment that she believed that Bai Lian would not harm her.

The tone is relaxed, but no one knows how heavy the meaning is in this understatement.

Ning Feiyan rubbed the center of her brows, amazingly, she was absorbed into the source of the gods with her demon body, and the two restrained each other, and the spiritual consciousness of the Shenfu didn't feel any discomfort at all.

She was very surprised, thinking to herself that this bead was only raised by Bai Li'an for more than a month, and it turned out to be so miraculous.

Thoughts were moving, and the heart was free, Ning Feiyan suddenly had a bold idea.

She raised her sword finger, pointed it between her eyebrows, and drew the power of the god source with her thoughts. Immediately, Ning Feiyan suddenly had a mysterious feeling, as if something was about to separate from the spiritual sea.

The pure and pure power of water spirit is warm and powerful, flowing to the limbs and bones, like warm water washing the tendons, and the wounds on the body are nourished and warmed by that power, and they are gradually healing and recovering.

Ning Feiyan has obtained this water god source for more than 1000 years, and this is the first time she knows that it can be used like this.

In addition to being pleasantly surprised, he became more curious and admired Bai Li'an.

The old succubus at the side watched this scene with horror and was dumbfounded.

She opened her eyes wide for a moment, and shook her lips for a long time, as if she couldn't catch her breath: "You, you, you... What kind of monster are you?!"

"You say I'm a monster?" Ning Feiyan was in a great mood at this moment, and the smile on her face was also very beautiful.

She carefully observed the old succubus from head to toe, and said with a smile: "Then I would like to ask you, old man, what kind of monster are you?"

"You are clearly a succubus, and your cultivation base has been abolished. Under the influence of this foggy aura, you have no sign of spiritualization at all. I am very surprised. Did you do it?"

The old succubus suddenly felt guilty and vigilant, lowered his head and refused to look directly at Ning Feiyan.

"If you don't want to say it, then I'll change the question."

Ning Feiyan stood up straight, her eyes were deep and cool, and she pointed at the small grave that was obviously arched in the deep corner of the wild grass.

"Who is buried in the tomb without a stele?"

The old succubus became more and more guilty, and when Ning Feiyan asked him this question, he shook his head again and again.

She seemed to be something scarier than meeting that deadly Gu worm, she looked a little terrified, she shook her head repeatedly and said, "What... what grave? I don't know, I don't know what you're talking about?"

"Oh? Really? You don't know?" Ning Feiyan teased, kicked the ghost flute boy again, and ordered: "Go, dig the grave for me. Since she doesn't want to say, I will Come and see with your own eyes what monsters and ghosts are buried inside."

Ning Feiyan has never been a good person, and she has no moral standards in her actions.

She seemed to be joking, but it was not impossible for her to dig a grave.

"You dare!!!" The old succubus howled suddenly, his shrill voice piercing through the clouds, his emotions seemed to be angry, and his eyes were full of hatred.

For a moment, he suppressed the fear of Gu worms in his heart.

Her rickety body stood up all of a sudden, her expression frantic.

"That's not a monster! That's my daughter! My daughter! How dare you touch her! How dare you touch her! I will definitely kill you! Kill you!!!"

"Daughter?" Ning Feiyan's expression suddenly became strange: "You mean your daughter was buried here?"

If it is just that she once harvested Zunxian Sovereign, it is not enough to change her succubus' physique.

But if she is pregnant with a divine heir, and the immortal spirit is nourished in her body, the mother's fetus will also be blessed by the spiritual power of immortal energy.

Since she was able to maintain her true heart in this mist, she was not corrupted like an ordinary succubus...

The identity of the person buried in that tomb is ready to be revealed!
The emperor's bloodline actually died in this kind of place! ! !
But how could he die?The blood of Zunxian is born to be blessed by all things.

Even though there is half of the blood of the succubus in the body, it is extremely difficult to lose anything that is contaminated with the word Zunxian.

Ning Feiyan felt that this matter was more and more weird, thought for a moment, then walked towards the grave bag on his own.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!" the old succubus panted violently, his hands and feet were pulled straight by the chains, and he couldn't follow him.

Her eyes were red and bloodshot, and her dry, sweat-soaked hair stuck to her face like weeds. The high cheekbones made her look hideous and terrifying.

Ning Feiyan was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, looked at the overgrown soil, sneered, and said: "Your mother will choose a place for you, a place with the back of the sun, Moon Killing Fanglie, you are suppressed in this murderous land. In this land, this soul and this body are afraid that they will not be reborn forever, right?"

"Let me take a good look at your true face tonight. Don't worry, as a reward, I will take you away and find you a place with good geomantic omen so that your soul can rest in peace."

Even when Ning Feiyan was facing a dead person, her mouth was full of perfunctory and coaxing tunes.

Regardless of the old succubus's hoarse scolding and objection, Ah Rao waved his right sleeve, and the weeds that grew in the white sand and loess rolled up.

The sand and soil are like snowflakes blown away by the wind, layer by layer, and scattered in the wind.

With the deepest earthy brown under the old soil, Ning Feiyan didn't even see the bones in the grave.

The first time she saw a swaddling baby embroidered with a blue and white case, it was already black and yellow lying on a mat, and she could vaguely see the blood-stained appearance.

Half a skeleton was wrapped in swaddling clothes.

Only half!

Only half of the baby-sized skeleton remained, making it look even younger. Rows of neat tooth marks could still be vaguely seen among the mud-stained skeleton.

The tooth marks can be seen at a glance, and they are not left by wild animals.

At this time, the old succubus had long been weeping, and beat his feet and chest: "Poor! Poor! My poor child!"

Ning Feiyan looked gloomy, and when she met the eyes of the old succubus who wanted to eat people, she said amazingly: "Could it be that you gave your child to..."

"ate?"

Ning Feiyan asked the last two words very lightly and slowly, inexplicably with a creeping tenderness.

The old succubus stood up abruptly like a trapped beast, the chains on his body rattled, and his expression seemed to be crying or laughing:
"What did I eat? Didn't I eat my own child? It was because she was not blessed and useless. I only took two bites of her and she was breathless.

I'm so angry!Angry at her for not living up to expectations!She is the emperor's daughter, and my last hope and hope in this life!She can't die! "

The old succubus' expression gradually went mad, and with a bit of madness, he tightly grabbed his hair with both hands, tearing it like crazy.

"How can she die! How can she die! I worked so hard to give birth to her, just to become the most honorable immortal in the world! How can she die?!!!"

"So I had no choice but to give up a piece of my little finger bone and put it in her heart to keep her soul alive!"

"I didn't eat her! I saved her! I didn't eat her!"

　The body is not yet fully recovered, and it will be more difficult to burst out for a while.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)