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Chapter 223 Weaknesses
If it wasn't for her body being the most suitable for Ziyou's soul, he would never have chosen such a hypocritical and greedy woman.

Fortunately, everything in the world thinks and thinks from the soul, and it will be fine if this ugly soul is replaced.

Sang Ning jumped up and down twice, and said more sincerely: "Isn't Xianjun going to regret it temporarily? You just said that you want me to live with the sky and live forever. You regret it now, don't you?" Do you want to break your promise?"

Zhe Liu settled down, "I haven't regretted it, and I don't like people who talk too much."

Sang Ning stuck out her tongue, and closed her mouth pretending to be resentful.

"I'm not human, I'm just an ordinary monster."

Sang Ning backed away without a trace, he took two steps, looked around curiously and continued to ask: "Is this another home of Xianjun?"

"Home? My home won't be in this kind of place."

"Oh."

Sang Ning quickly stuffed a pill into her mouth, and then felt the vigorous spiritual power, she turned around and flew in the opposite direction without looking back when she grabbed the rope.

As members of the wisteria lineage, when their cultivation was low, the most indispensable thing they lacked was the ability to escape.

Even if she has no spiritual power, she can still achieve her wish with the help of external force.

Before Sang Ning's smug smile disappeared, a sharp sword tip suddenly popped out of his right chest, and then the sword was pulled out instantly without any pause.

It is a sword made from willow branches on the head of a broken willow.

Following his movements, Sang Ning spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the majestic spiritual power that was filling her body just now suddenly dissipated, and she fell rapidly from the midair.

The huge resistance made her cheeks icy cold, and the wound on her right chest was excruciatingly painful as if the wind was blowing through it.

She suddenly recalled the past that had been left in the corner.

"Why do you carry so many strange things on your body?" Zhe Liu looked at her messy things and asked with a smile.

Sang Ning said solemnly: "This is not something strange, I tell you, it is something that our vines keep alive, and it is passed down from generation to generation."

"It's so amazing?"

"Of course, this is a spell that belongs exclusively to our wisteria family. At critical moments, these things are our life-saving existence."

Zhe Liu looked at the pile of miscellaneous things, a little unbelievable, he picked up one of the black pills, and asked Sang Ning: "Then what is the effect of this pill?"

"Jun Yi, you have a good eye. This elixir has a great effect. It can greatly increase the spiritual power of any ordinary person who has no spiritual power, but the duration is not long, at most three quarters."

"However, for a moment of life and death, three moments is enough."

Sang Ning took the elixir from his hand, carefully put it in his bag, and patted it properly, "This elixir is precious, and its refining requires the original power of our vines." , It takes hundreds of years to become one, and it will not be used casually unless it is absolutely necessary, and the higher the cultivation level, the higher the spiritual power it will display."

"Your vines are really strange, to have such a magical thing?"

"Since ancient times, every bloodline race handed down has their unique abilities, which is not surprising." Sang Ning said slowly.

Wisterias are different from people, and the things they carve into their bones may indeed be novel to them.

"Aren't there any disadvantages?"

"Using external force does not belong to oneself, so it naturally has its weaknesses."

"The weakness of this elixir is the right chest, and the weakness of you people is the left chest and heart. But for us vines, we will put the spiritual power of this elixir on the right chest. If it hurts its right chest, then The spiritual power exerted by the pill will collapse in an instant..."

With the sound of "bang", Sang Ning fell from the air and fell heavily to the ground, but in an instant, the ground was stained red with blood, she twitched and spat out blood again, only to feel that her eyes turned black.

She just forgot that she once told Zhe Liu this secret.

And what he doesn't know is that if someone hurts a weak point, all the power used for them will be backlashed back to him.

"Sure enough, it's insidious and cunning, and I almost fell for your tricks." Zhe Liu slowly stepped forward holding the blood-stained sword, and he stared down at the embarrassed Sang Ning, his eyes were dark and fierce, Without the slightest emotion.

"Ahem..." Thick blood flowed down the corner of Sang Ning's mouth, dyeing half of her porcelain-white cheeks scarlet.

Her hands and feet felt cold, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The lifeblood of their Tengluo clan is above Tengyun Yuqing, and the injury on her right chest would not have killed her, but the backlash of the elixir, coupled with the wound passing through the chest, was enough to make her miserable.

Zheliu knew the lifeblood of the Tengluo clan, but he didn't kill her directly, presumably he wanted to use her for something.

Sang Ning's pain-sluggish head couldn't figure it out for a moment.

However, Zhe Liu suddenly squatted down, picked her up and continued flying towards the cave just now.

Sang Ning didn't know what his plan was, even if she knew, she would have no power to resist now.

Unexpectedly, after being reborn with great difficulty, he was disturbed again.

It seems that there is really an indistinct grievance between her and Zhe Liu.

If she can go out safely this time, she will never be let go.

Zhe Liu hugged her and walked into the cave, then waved his hand and cast another barrier at the entrance of the cave.

With tears in his eyes, Sang Ning could only see the simple arrangement of beds, tables and chairs in the cave, which was barely neat.

But the smell of dust is still very strong, presumably he should not come here often, otherwise this place would not be so lifeless.

Zhe Liu walked to the bed and gently put her on it, then turned around and went inside, not knowing what to do.

Sang Ning grabbed the quilt under her body vigorously, the pain made her gasp for breath.

The thick dust was sucked into the tip of her nose, which caused her to cough violently. She coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood again, and the wound on her chest was also bleeding with her movements.

She never knew that she would have so much blood.

Obviously she is just a plant.

Probably hearing Sang Ning's movement, Shu Yu came out quickly, holding cinnabar and a brush in his hand.

Sang Ning narrowed his eyes imperceptibly.

Cinnabar and brush.

It is generally used on formations.

What formation does he want to use her to draw?
The blood of the wisteria clan does not seem to be related to the formation.

Zhe Liu put the cinnabar in his hand on the table beside him, he frowned and looked at Sang Ning who was on the bed, now there was only pain and paleness left on that beautiful face.

The sound of her thin breath falling in his ears made him purse his lips involuntarily.

He had a strange feeling in his heart.

(End of this chapter)