Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 35 is dead both vertically and horizontally

Gong Qingying quickly fled in the shadow world, and there were more and more black shadows in all directions. They were all powerful, forming a giant skynet, and they were chasing after him!

Gong Qingying frowned. It stands to reason that since she controls the Shadow Realm, no one can track her down!
But they knew her location like the back of their hands. Could it be that Nanny Ruan's breath revealed her whereabouts?
Gong Qingying quickly released her shadow power to seal the entrance of the portable space, preventing any breath from leaking out.

However, contrary to expectations, the shadows are getting closer and closer, and the threat of death is imminent.
Gong Qingying couldn't help laughing at herself, isn't there a place for her in the huge universe?

Just at the end of the shadow world, white mist filled the air, like a fairyland on earth.

In the middle of the sparkling lake water, the golden light shines brightly.

Gong Qingying died as if at home, and galloped there like moths flying towards the flame.

The white gauze of Qionglou Yuyu-like pavilions is ethereal, inside a hot spring pool inlaid with top-quality white jade spirit stones.

The hot air was dense, and the naked feathers glowing with golden light opened their bright golden star eyes in shock.

The subtle fluctuations from the Jin Gang barrier told him that someone had quietly pierced through the barrier and came in.

but
Only the sound of swimming spring water can be heard, and there is no biological smell at all.

Yu Jingkong raised the white jade wine glass as if nothing had happened, and glanced across the room from the corner of his eye, but couldn't see any clues.

He drank it all in one gulp, put down the wine glass lightly, and leaned lazily on the jade pillow, his starry eyes lightly closed.

No one can break his golden barrier until now, except those who are related to him.

He thought of the woman who practiced Shadow Charm that night, if it wasn't for his secret help, she wouldn't have been promoted smoothly.

Being able to pass through the golden gang barrier and being a master of concealment, if it is really that little thing, it would be even better!

In the pitch-black void, Yu Jingkong secretly released golden aura.

I saw a gloomy golden light appearing in the shadow of the landscape screen, like a sky lantern lighting up the dim shadow, and a thin and small figure looming in front of my eyes.

Gong Qingying hid there motionless, and firmly believed that the man with golden awns hadn't found out.

She hid quietly in the shadow world, not daring to use any shadow power. The cultivation base of the man with golden awns was many times higher than the killer who chased her outside.

Even if she was promoted to the fourth level of Yingmei, she still couldn't see his true face. She was afraid that if she was not careful, she would be discovered and fall into eternal torture.

The corner of Yu Jingkong's thin mouth was pursed with a faint smile, it really was her!
On the ground, he stood up naked from the milky white bath, covered his waist with a white towel, and walked towards the white jade table on the shore.

He gently picked up a white jade wine glass and put it on the table, gracefully raised the white jade wine jug to pour the wine, and said softly: "Since the girl is here, why don't you come out and have a drink?"

Yu Jingkong's magnetic voice was like a spring in a valley, tick-tocking on Gong Qingying's tense heartstrings.

Her heart trembled, she didn't expect to be discovered by him after being so careful.

Since she was going to die anyway, she would fight it out!
Gong Qingying waved her hand heavily, and shot three soul-eating needles with all her strength, and the faint blue light and shadow swiftly pierced towards Yu Jingkong, who was glowing with golden light.

"Crack."

With the ear-piercing crisp sound, the pale golden light suddenly became dazzling, but disappeared in an instant.

The white bath towel immediately turned into flying fluff and floated in the misty air.

I saw a young man who was as handsome as a god appearing in front of his eyes. That handsome face like an ice sculpture had profound features, and a pair of long and narrow golden pupils shone with bright stars.

The black silk like splashed ink covers the key parts, but it can't conceal the well-defined, wild, wild, and strong figure.

(End of this chapter)