Mo Liancheng rubbed his temples with a headache, "I heard voices."

"What should I do?" Qu Tan'er silently mourned.

"It's okay, I won't blame you."

"No, it has nothing to do with you. I think those elders, they must think I'm reckless!" Qu Tan'er was embarrassed.She did this kind of useless thing again.

Mo Liancheng was silent.

Qu Tan'er slowly opened her hand, the blood essence had turned into a puddle of water in her palm, and finally disappeared completely, only a drop of bright red blood condensed on the palm.

This drop of blood is different from a normal drop of blood.

Normal blood, when it drips on a person's palm, will melt along with the palm lines, and this drop of blood lying on the palm of Qu Tan'er can also take on the shape of a blood drop. If you look carefully, it turns out to be it. It is also covered with a transparent film.

Moreover, its red color has a different feeling, as if... it is alive!

it is alive !

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Qu Tan'er was startled, "Chengcheng, the blood essence soul is not broken, that's it! It's alive!"

Mo Liancheng just looked down.

The drop of blood started to slide, and Mo Liancheng ordered, "Don't let it escape!"

Qu Tan'er took it very seriously, and made the most standard posture for beating mosquitoes, and clapped his hands together with a snap.

She felt a tingling sensation of being bitten by insects somewhere in her palm, and she frowned slightly.

Mo Liancheng noticed her expression, and quickly asked, "Tan'er, is there something wrong?"

Facing Shang Mo Liancheng's questioning eyes, Qu Tan'er didn't know how to explain, a little sorry, and a little embarrassed, "Well, Chengcheng, I feel that the blood essence is gone."

"No more?" Mo Liancheng raised his brows lightly, his eyes fell on her closed palms.

Qu Tan'er sneered, spread out his palm hesitantly, and motioned for him to look, "Hey, Lord, I didn't mean it, but it seems that I accidentally slapped it too hard just now."

This time, it was true that I didn't feel anything in my palm.

Resentment...

Qu Tan'er muttered in dissatisfaction, "What are you talking about, the blood spirit, which contains all the cultivation base of the beast race before it advanced, why is it so vulnerable..."

Mo Liancheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly.

Even the bald-headed eagle was knocked down by her punch, and the blood essence of the bald-headed eagle was slapped away by her palm. It seems that there is no need to make a fuss.

He ordered, "Hold out your hand, let me see."

Qu Tan'er obeyed obediently.

There was no trace of blood dripping on the palms of Bai Nen's two small hands.

Mo Liancheng looked at one of Qu Tan'er's hands in a daze.

At this time, Qu Tan'er looked around embarrassedly.

Fortunately, there was no one around, so no one knew she had done such a stupid thing just now.

However, the Blood Essence Soul was wiped out by her just like that... She hasn't tried its power yet!

Forget it, this thing is not unique, it’s just more expensive, the big deal, after comprehending the inheritance of murals, I will specially select advanced orcs to fight in the future, find one head to fight one head, find two heads to fight a pair, how much It can be refined.

While she was regretting, Mo Liancheng suddenly grabbed her finger, and the slender finger gracefully poked a certain position in her palm.

Qu Tan'er immediately jumped three feet high and wailed, "Ouch! It hurts..."

"It hurts?" A certain master was sure.

In fact, it wasn't that the pain was unbearable, or that it was just a conditioned reflex when he just made the move!

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