Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 821 What I want is number one (2)
When her sight recovered, she was already in a bloody mist, and there was a strange smell floating in the air, which was exactly the smell of the ancestral city, but it was much richer than that.

Lingjiu looked around and found that the five teams were all there, and then she glanced at Song Xueyi with a half-smile.

Song Xueyi let her watch, and still didn't let go of her hand, the meaning couldn't be clearer, even if there was no separation, he had to take precautions.

Lingjiu didn't achieve the goal of embarrassing him, so she looked away and kicked her foot lightly, "Aren't there twin buttons and magpie orchids?"

On her, how many guarantees did he place just in case?

"Ah Jiu, don't you guys sit down and have a good rest?" Ming Qi turned to them and said.

Only then did Lingjiu realize that the person who came in was sitting on the ground like this.

There was a flash of inspiration in her mind, and she secretly opened her eyes, and saw that the blood mist in the air was being absorbed by Ming Qi and the others, and their blood and spirit were recovering very quickly.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Ming Qi made up her own reasoning: "Aren't you looking down on the ancestral spirit in the outermost circle? That's right, you didn't suffer any injuries, but if we don't take a break, we might even walk It’s all gone.” He closed his eyes again as he said that, absorbing the blood to his heart’s content.

Lingjiu thought for a while, then asked softly: "Will the twin kings personally supervise our baptism?"

"What are you thinking? This is the Ancestral God's Domain, and no one can peek at it." This time, the people from Qiu's family answered her. They glanced at her hand enviously, and then at Yan Hong and the others with envy, " The ancestral pattern obtained by No.1 can help you get closer to the ancestral god, even if you are not very talented, you may be able to go farther than us."

"Yes, yes. Thank you Master Qiu for your teaching!" Even the prudent Yan Hong was still dazed by the huge pie, and she didn't understand what the Qiu family said, so she quickly thanked her.

When Qiu's family saw her like this, a mouthful of blood stuck in their throats, and they said to themselves: I am not teaching you, I am jealous of you!I despise you!
No matter what he thought, Lingjiu was very happy to know the effect of the aura, and then she had a thought, and she tried to absorb the free blood mist in the air.

The mist is actually a kind of energy. When it is absorbed, it does not enter the body, but enters the spirit... the soul.

Because Lingjiu's soul is protected by the holy power totem, the blood mist cannot invade without her permission.

It's just that when the blood mist was only inhaled into the spiritual sea, Lingjiu felt a weird feeling, tingling and tingling... making people want to stop.

Is this how they feel?It's really comfortable!

Lingjiu looked at Ming Qi and the others thoughtfully.

Song Xueyi pulled her into his arms, "This blood mist can exercise people's mood."

"Huh? You absorbed it too?" Lingjiu knew the answer by looking at his expression, but what he said... "How did you feel after absorbing it?"

Song Xueyi knew her so well, and she knew that there was a weirdness in it as soon as she heard her words. He said honestly: "It will make people have murderous intentions, and after carrying it, they will improve their mood. It is similar to the experience of demons, but the effect is stronger. It has a strengthening effect."

"..." Lingjiu's expression became strange.

Why can't she feel any murderous intentions, but it feels as comfortable as taking a sip of sweet spring water in summer?
"Where's Jiu'er?" Song Xueyi knew there must be something wrong with her.

Lingjiu told him without hiding anything.

Song Xueyi asked worriedly: "No other questions?" His hand was already on her pulse.

"No." Lingjiu was sure.

Song Xueyi didn't find out the problem either.

Shen Xiuxiu and the disciples of the Shen family were all standing together. They had long known that this place was good for them. It could improve their state of mind and cultivation. However, they must not be greedy, and they must not get lost, otherwise they would only know how to kill and plunder, and finally committed suicide. The walking dead.

Shen Xiuxiu's gaze fell on Lingjiu and Song Xueyi probing all the time. Seeing them talking, she wanted to hear them clearly, but she couldn't hear anything.

She always felt that these two people were a little weird, not that she doubted their identities, but she couldn't tell what the weirdness was.

Unknowingly, time passed, and Ming Qi and the others could walk without hindrance. They obviously didn't want to waste time here, and chose to go deeper.

In this regard, Lingjiu and the others have no objection.

Along the way, a man from the Hao family walked up to Lingjiu and the others, and said to the two of them: "The deeper you go, the more benefits you will get. I heard that the phantom of the ancestor gods that the two kings have seen can only become kings in the end. If we can see it too, it will be the seedling of the new king!"

This man was exactly the man who told them to go with him at the banquet, and he could make them get more benefits.

"Everyone knows this, so I don't need you to talk about it at all, okay?" Ming Qi sneered, "If you have time to talk, it's better to absorb the baptism of the ancestor gods, Ah Jiu and Xue must go farther than you, no need You lead the way."

The man got bored and went back to his place in a despondent manner.

Along the way, Lingjiu did not idle to absorb the blood mist, and as it got deeper, the strange smell of the air gradually exuded a smell that could be called sweet to Lingjiu, which made her unable to bear it. She was a little attracted, but she was sure that she was awake and not bewitched.

At this time, a few people stopped one after another, as if they couldn't keep going to the back.

After another ten minutes, Yan Hong and the others also stopped, and it was obvious from their faces that they couldn't hold on any longer.

Half an hour later, only Lingjiu, Song Xueyi and Ming Qi were left on the road.And at this time, Ming Qi couldn't bear it anymore and sat on the ground, grinning and waving at Lingjiu and the others.

The surrounding blood mist was so thick that it was almost impossible to see people. If Lingjiu and Song Xueyi hadn't held hands, they would have lost each other's presence in the blink of an eye.

The current spirit dove is almost devouring the surrounding blood mist greedily. She feels that the blood mist is like a sweet cake to her, the more delicious it is inside.

Song Xueyi's footsteps stopped suddenly, and Lingjiu couldn't help but pause, and looked at him suspiciously.

The blood mist blurred the faces of the two of them, and Lingjiu could only see that Song Xueyi's face was a little cold, with a little bit of blood showing.

"I can't go any further." Song Xueyi said.

The killing intent in his mind was almost beyond control.

He knew this was his limit.

If you continue to move forward, you will not only hurt yourself, but also Lingjiu.

(End of this chapter)