Book Through the World of Beasts: The Rough Guy Pampers Me to the Bone

Chapter 112 Cute Rabbit, You Are Crazy
There was another roar, and Tu Mengmeng hurried forward to hug Long Ying, trying to stop him from hurting herself.

She cried anxiously, "System, come out quickly, what's wrong with Long Ying, did he become obsessed with cultivation?"

Cultivation is insane, she has only seen this on TV.

Not sure either.

"It's not insanity, but it's more serious than insanity. If you let go, he will hurt you." The system's voice became a little more urgent.

But Tu Mengmeng didn't move at all, as long as she let go, Long Ying would hurt himself, "What happened, what should I do?"

"The power of that spar was so refined that he was directly promoted from the spirit refinement realm to the dao construction realm.

To build the Tao is to find a way that belongs to him, and it is also the key to the formation of the Tao heart. No one can help him except God, and he can only survive by himself. "

Tu Mengmeng hugged him tightly and did not let go, "What can I do to help him, I don't want him to be in such pain."

"Most of the orcs in the beast world can't pass the level of building the Tao. They will be in a state of madness and keep hitting certain parts of their bodies. Most of the orcs don't die because of promotion, but He was hammered to death by himself.

If you don't let go, he will treat you as an opponent, fight you, and hurt you. "

If it was normal, even Long Yingyu would not be Tu Mengmeng's opponent at all.

But now that Tu Mengmeng is in a special situation, the system can't let him take any risks.

However, Tu Mengmeng heard the key point and quickly let Long Ying go.

The system thought she was thinking about it, "Don't worry, I won't let him die."

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Tu Mengmeng, holding an ancient sword in his hand, rose into the air and challenged Long Ying, "Bastard, hit me if you have the ability."

The unconscious Long Ying is no different from a beast, and he will not hold back just because Tu Mengmeng is his partner.

Being provoked, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hands clenched into fists and creaked.

The system hurriedly persuaded, "Tu Mengmeng, you are crazy, the dragon should be extremely destructive after berserk, what if he hurts you?"

The Long Ying in front of him does have a dreadful power, but he will never let him die. Tu Mengmeng is very clear about this, "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."

"Don't fight him, I have a way to stop him." For the sake of Tu Mengmeng's body, the system had to compromise.

Tu Mengmeng narrowed her eyes slightly, doubting what the system said.

Suddenly, a light beam lit up in the small world, imprisoning the berserk Long Ying in it, allowing him to howl in pain, but he couldn't move at all.

"What should I do?" Tu Mengmeng asked urgently.

The system said in a cold voice with great reluctance, "Just strip his spiritual consciousness and integrate it into your body."

Spiritual consciousness is cultivated in the stage of refining spirits, and only by relying on this spiritual consciousness can one build a Dao Heart and enter the Dao-Building Realm of cultivation.

If the spiritual consciousness is stripped out, Long Ying's cultivation will only stop here in his life. He never thought that the system said this is the way.

"No, absolutely not." She must not make decisions for him without Long Ying's unconsciousness.

Not only Long Ying, but anyone else, she can't do this.

"Besides this, there must be another way, right?"

But the system's silence made Tu Mengmeng's last hope shattered, so she had no choice but to take up the ancient sword and fly into the air again.

Only if she and Long Ying fight, so that he has no chance to hurt himself, maybe he can survive.

Seeing this, the system knew that Tu Mengmeng was determined, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, after so many years, you are still the same as before.

Tu Mengmeng didn't know the systematic mental activities, and had already wrestled with Long Ying, who had broken free from imprisonment.

Helpless, the system can only remind you, "Don't let him hurt your stomach."

"Tummy? Why?"

Tu Mengmeng was extremely puzzled, and was almost shot in the head by Long Ying when he was in a daze.

Hurry up and dodge again and again, it's not that she can't beat Long Ying, but that Tu Mengmeng can't bear to fight at all, for fear of hurting Long Ying.

But in Long Ying's view, this kind of fight was like the other party was teasing him, and he became more and more furious, and his blood red eyes stared at him with chills down his spine.

Several times, Tu Mengmeng was almost hit by him.

As time passed, more or less bruises appeared on Tu Mengmeng's body, and one eye was beaten into a panda's eye. Long Ying finally passed out from exhaustion.

Long Ying was originally yellow-skinned, but at this moment his complexion was pale due to the high fever, as if he had scratched off putty powder.

To put it bluntly, boiled eggs at such a temperature are more than enough.

Not only that, Long Ying's originally clenched teeth started to squirm, wanting to bite his own tongue.

But Tu Mengmeng was taken aback, she quickly reached out to stop her, but Long Ying bit her palm.

The pain made her break out in a cold sweat, and she let her bite.

The salty blood slipped into the body from the throat, and Long Ying, who was struggling in his sleep, seemed to have received an answer to his thirst, and the clamoring spiritual consciousness in his body gradually fell silent.

Swimming through his meridians, burning them, and finally turning into the size of a pearl, lying quietly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Long Ying only felt extremely thirsty, opened his eyes, and saw Tu Mengmeng leaning against the bed with a red and swollen face, looking pale.

Just as he was about to speak, something in his mouth was released, and his eyes fell on the pale hand that was covered with teeth marks, Long Ying's whole body froze.

Pictures kept flashing in his mind, Tu Mengmeng was injured by him, and Tu Mengmeng was reluctant to fight back from the beginning to the end.

her hands...

Long Ying reached out to pull her, but didn't dare, tears fell uncontrollably.

"Mengmeng, I'm sorry, I'm just a jerk."

As he said that, Long Ying slapped himself hard, the sound was so loud that it directly woke up Tu Mengmeng.

Seeing Long Ying wake up, Tu Mengmeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, "You're awake, is there any discomfort in your body?"

Long Ying shook his head again and again, just kept apologizing to Tu Mengmeng, "Mengmeng is sorry, I didn't know what happened to me yesterday, I didn't mean it, I..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was blocked by Tu Mengmeng's hand, "I know that we didn't expect what happened last night. Fortunately, you are fine."

Tu Mengmeng quickly performed a healing technique on herself and Long Ying, and the wound healed instantly, but the pale complexion might take a while to recover.

"What happened to me last night?" Until now, Long Ying is still confused.

Tu Mengmeng had no choice but to tell him all the news he got from the system.

Long Ying suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

He couldn't help but recall that when he was a child, he also saw that kind of situation once in the Dragon Clan. An elder went crazy for no reason and kept beating his body.

He hammered himself to death abruptly. At that time, everyone in the dragon clan thought he died of poisoning.

I didn't expect it to be a promotion issue.

(End of this chapter)