Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

The moment the black thorn essence pearl fell into Ling Luo's palm, the bloody memory fragments that emerged in Xuanyuan Yu's mind also disappeared.

He shook his head, stretched out a hand, and rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling a pain in his head.

"Luo'er, what's that?" Xuanyuan Yu panted slightly, his voice was a little weak.

"Oh, this." Ling Luo's lips curled into a faint smile, and he described to Xuanyuan Yu in detail what happened in the second assessment for freshmen.

Xuanyuan Yu listened intently, frowned slightly, and murmured: "The ancient black thorn? Why have I never heard of it?"

"I've never heard of it before. There's always a layer of evil in holding this kind of thing." Ling Luo's eyes flickered with worry, and he stared fixedly at the Jingyuan bead in his palm, saying, " I always feel like it’s not something I can control.”

Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "Why don't you leave it to me. This bead makes me feel very ominous. It's better not to bring it with you, Luo'er."

"Okay." Ling Luo handed the black thorn essence pearl to Xuanyuan Yu without hesitation, and said, "Yu, your cultivation base is much higher than mine, and it is most suitable for you to take care of it." .”

Xuanyuan Yu took the essence pearl from Ling Luo's palm, and a very familiar dark breath penetrated into the skin, along the meridians, and penetrated into his blood.

Ling Luo closed her eyes and said, "I'll try to see if I can terminate the master-servant contract with Blackthorn."

The master-servant contractual relationship is established through the soul, and it is imprinted in the spiritual domain.

Soon, Ling Luo erased the contract imprint on the black thorn from the spiritual domain.

"Yu, you can recognize the master by dripping your own blood on the black thorn essence pearl." Ling Luo explained.

Following Ling Luo's method, Xuanyuan Yu broke his finger, and a few drops of blood fell on the Jingyuan Pearl and gradually seeped in.

All of a sudden, the black thorn's Jingyuan bead burst out with divine light, and the bead kept trembling, as if very happy.

Xuanyuan Yu was taken aback for a moment.

After recognizing the Lord, that inexplicable feeling of darkness came to my heart again, and those bloody and broken memories came to my mind intermittently.

"Yu, why is your face so ugly?" Ling Luo keenly noticed Xuanyuan Yu's strangeness.

Xuanyuan Yu's face was a little pale, and he said, "I don't know why, but I feel very tired."

Ling Luo understood it randomly, and said: "After I accidentally let Blackthorn drink my blood for the first time, I passed out on the spot. If the two senior brothers from Shengdan Hall hadn't saved me, it might have been a disaster."

Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand and covered his forehead, already feeling dizzy.

Ling Luo was extremely worried, and stretched out a hand to support Xuanyuan Yu's arm, and hurriedly said, "Why don't I send you back to Shengjintang to rest first."

"En." Xuanyuan Yu didn't refuse, leaned slightly on Ling Luo's body, and the two of them went down the mountain together, hand in hand.

This was the first time Ling Luo stepped into the Holy Golden Hall in a fair and honest manner.

Last night, I sneaked around and couldn't see the whole picture of the Holy Golden Hall clearly. Now I saw it, and I was still shocked.

The purity of the aura on the Holy Golden Peak is many times richer than that of the Holy Fire Hall. The mountains are beautiful and the waters are beautiful. It is an excellent place for cultivation.