The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Touching the scar on his palm, Mo Lingqing was unusually excited: "If I can fully comprehend such a profound rune, my attainments in formation will at least double!"

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he stared at the scar on his palm and began to decompose the formation pattern and restriction structure.

Array pattern is the most basic thing in formation.

Restrictions are constructed by array patterns.

Restrictions can be used alone or stacked to form runes.

If one restriction can break a rock, then ten restrictions can blast a big hole in a mountain.

But if ten restrictions are constructed into an attack rune, then this attack rune can blast half of the mountain!

Therefore, the formation composed of restrictions and the formation composed of runes have a huge difference in power, and of course their difficulty is also very different.

Soon, a quarter of an hour later, Mo Lingqing, who was comprehending the rune, suddenly shook violently and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The palm of his left hand made a hissing sound, and a faint white mist rose. It was the rune imprinted on the palm of Mo Lingqing that burned it!

Mo Lingqing gritted his teeth and held his left wrist with his right hand. The burning feeling of the rune was heart-wrenching.

All ten fingers were connected to the heart, not to mention the palm.

"What a terrifying rune. Such a profound rune is only seen in my life. This Taoist Huang Feng is worthy of being a super powerful person who can ascend to heaven!"

He was shocked by the horror of Taoist Huang Feng, and at the same time, he wanted to comprehend this rune more and more!

If such a rune is understood, the power of the formation will at least double in the future, and the speed of constructing the formation will at least double!

On the side, the sleeping Wang Que moved his nose........

After a few seconds, his eyes opened: "Barbecue?"

Turning his head to the right, it was the back of Mo Lingqing in a blood-stained robe, and a faint white mist rose from in front of Mo Lingqing.

She climbed up with her palms: "Village leader, you want to eat barbecue... uh... Village leader, what are you doing..."

Mo Lingqing glanced at him coldly, her voice was extremely cold: "What are you grilling? Get out!"

Wang Que touched his nose awkwardly and turned to leave. He turned back after just two steps: "Um, village leader, I'm sorry, I thought you were grilling meat, but I didn't expect your hands to be smoking. Sorry, sorry."

"Get out!" Mo Lingqing's tone was extremely bad!

She could bear the pain in her palms, but not showing it didn't mean it didn't hurt.

This Wang Que...

She wanted to slap him to death!

Wang Que looked at Mo Lingqing's hand awkwardly, then shrank his head and went back to where he was lying before.

After lying for a while, Wang Que frowned, turned sideways and drew the symbol of Mo Lingqing's palm on the ground.

Looking at this symbol, Wang Que was even more confused. He didn't understand why Mo Lingqing would self-mutilate and draw this thing on her hand.

"Strange woman." He shook his head, lay down again and closed his eyes.

Not long after, a slight snoring sound was heard.

Another quarter of an hour passed. This time, Mo Lingqing not only vomited blood, but also flew upside down as if she had suffered a serious injury and hit Wang Que several meters behind her.

Wang Que sat up with a roar. He was still dreaming just now.

"Village leader, I... um? Fainted?" Wang Que looked at Mo Lingqing who had fainted on his legs with some confusion.

His eyes shifted and he saw that Mo Lingqing's left hand was emitting white mist crazily, and the injury on the palm was even more terrifying and hideous.

"Is she crazy? Why did she have to self-mutilate and draw something on such a beautiful hand? It hurts so much!"

Not far away, Zhang Qiulin's eyes flickered.

His cultivation had been unlocked by Mo Lingqing long before he entered the magma. Although he was injured and could only exert 50% of his strength at this moment, this 50% strength was more than enough to sneak attack the unconscious blood witch...!

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiulin's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Although Wang Que was awake, his real strength was only the second level of Qi training. How could a second-level Qi training ant stop him!

"There is murderous intent!" Wang Que, who was confused, suddenly looked at Zhang Qiulin who was sitting cross-legged in the distance with a throb between his eyebrows.

The blood method of his one-star mirage ancient Taoist body is the fluctuation of murderous intent. Because of the fluctuation of murderous intent, he is extremely sensitive to the murderous intent around him!

The moment Zhang Qiulin raised his murderous intent, his Taoist body could not help but sense it and began to warn.

Looking down at the unconscious Mo Lingqing, looking up at Zhang Qiulin who wanted to get up... Wang Que panicked.

He is not in the Yuandan realm, Zhang Qiulin can crush him to death with just one finger!

Under the moon-white sleeves, Wang Que clenched his fists and thought about how to deal with it.

Suddenly, Wang Que looked up at Zhang Qiulin, and the blood-red star between his eyebrows shone with blood: "Xiao Zhang, you have a lot of murderous intentions. The soul source is here. Do you think you have a chance?Will it?"

Zhang Qiulin narrowed his eyes and looked at the blood-red star between Wang Que's eyebrows. He didn't understand what kind of magic it was, but just looking at the blood-red star... he didn't feel any danger.

"Ant, do you want to scare me away?"

Zhang Qiulin stood up slowly, and a magic sword suddenly appeared in his hand!

"I'm not scared, and there's only one chance!"

Wang Que's heart was pounding, and suddenly he saw the evil ghost mask on Mo Lingqing's face.

From the time he met Mo Lingqing, he never saw Mo Lingqing's true face from beginning to end, which shows that she cares about her appearance very much.

Wang Que once speculated that Mo Lingqing had a good figure but was ugly, so she always wore a mask and didn't dare to show her true face, but he only dared to think about it, and didn't dare to really say it.

At this moment, Wang Que looked at Zhang Qiulin, who was approaching with blood from the corner of his mouth, and frantically sent a message to Mo Lingqing: "Village leader, village leader, your mask fell off! "

"Village leader, I'm taking off your mask!"

"Village leader!"

Mo Lingqing, who was unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes. In an instant, Wang Que was slapped away and spit out blood in the air. Then Mo Lingqing saw Zhang Qiulin rushing in front of him with a long sword!

His eyes turned cold and he said coldly: "What a big dog's courage!"

The blood sleeves fluttered, and Zhang Qiulin was slapped and flew out with a palm.

Zhang Qiulin fell to the ground and spurted blood, and kept struggling backwards: "Master, Master, I, you listen to my explanation."

Mo Lingqing's face was extremely cold, and a bloody thorn whip appeared in his hand in an instant.

The long whip was pulled out, and blood and flesh flew in Zhang Qiulin's wailing and begging for mercy!

Not long after, Zhang Qiulin was beaten into a human stick and lay on the ground wailing wildly, his voice was already broken.

Mo Lingqing slowly stepped forward and looked coldly at Zhang Qiulin who had turned into a human stick: "If you were not a weapon refining master, you would be dead now! ”

“This village chief will only give you one last chance, if you dare to play tricks again.”

“Snap!” The whip exploded!

“Pick up your body and put it together. With your strength, you won’t die.” Mo Lingqing turned back. In the distance, Wang Que was lying on the ground with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and groaning.

Zhang Qiulin’s eyes flashed with a look of surviving a disaster. He carefully activated the magic to pull back his broken arms and legs and put them together again.

Mo Lingqing still held back, otherwise Zhang Qiulin would really die this time!

It was also thanks to his identity as a weapon refining master that he saved him, otherwise he might have entered the Hundred Souls Banner long before.

This shows how important it is to have a practical skill. It can really save lives at this critical moment!

After putting together the broken arms and legs, Zhang Qiulin roared in his heart and the last thought of escaping was completely broken.

“She must have done it on purpose! ! ! She didn’t faint at all! ! ! She was testing me! ! ! "

Here, Mo Lingqing pulled up Wang Que, who was lying on the ground groaning, and then put one hand on Wang Que's back to help him heal his wounds: "Did you touch my mask? What did you see? Tell me!"

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