I tried to kill the heroines of luck, but they came after me

A little injury, no problem.

She began to vaguely feel a strong heartbeat.

It's just that the frequency is so fast that it's not normal?

She needs to draw spiritual energy from the main vein of the opponent's spiritual energy to restore some of the most basic abilities.

For example: open the ring.

……

Ten minutes passed.

Jiang Wanyu felt that his body was a little stiff, so he adjusted his posture a little.

Why?

Can't guide the aura in the opponent's body?

She was obviously trying to run the spirit art non-stop.

Just as Jiang Wanyu was wondering, suddenly a few unreasonable waves of spiritual power poured in.

Long drought meets rain.

Her dying body is repaired.

Even the depleted vitality recovered unimaginably quickly.

Jiang Wanyu was puzzled.

"This aura is too strong... It even feels like it's going to be liquefied. Brother Fugui has such an amazing capital, but why did he make up for the shortfall in vitality? If Grandma Jian would give a reasonable explanation here, my knowledge is too much after all. Shallow... can't figure it out."

"But, it's a good thing."

Jiang Wanyu felt that he could do it.

She tried to open the receiving ring of the other party again, but it still ended in failure.

"Not enough? I obviously feel that there is already a lot, no, I don't recover much spiritual power, because most of it is involuntarily used by the body to fill up the lack of vitality..."

She has no choice.

If you want to survive, you have to work hard to absorb spiritual energy.

I don't know how long it has been.

It should be before dawn.

A light illuminated the darkness a little.

"Huh... the seventh attempt, my lack of vitality has been fully recovered and even a little overflowing, this time it should be able to turn into spiritual power! But I'm so tired..."

Following Jiang Wanyu's muttering to himself, several strands of spiritual power surged out.

She tried to use it for herself.

Then failed.

The body is resisting.

It seems to tell her that enough is enough, no more.

She looked at the scattered aura with a little frenzy: "What are you doing, this is very important! This is my life!"

She equated aura with her own life.

Because without aura, you can't open Na...

wait?

She seems to be full of vitality, and there is no fear of life?

I had no choice but to change my words: "This is something that saved my life, how can it be wasted?"

I can't argue with it.

Just why the eyelids are a little heavy...

No.

can still fall...

Although very tired.

She also wants to work hard to absorb aura.

Brother Fugui's soul hasn't been awakened yet...

But her legs were limp and wobbly, her body had reached its limit and she fell down.

——Jiang Wanyu's dream ending line———

———The following victim’s perspective———

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry, and forgive my offense."

As a cultivator, night vision is not too troublesome.

Huang Quan looked suspiciously at the beautiful boy who leaned over.

His eyes were not open, as if he was sleepwalking.

Offend what?

About lifting the quilt in the middle of the night?

"I don't want to do this, but the situation forces it."

"???"

Huang Quan didn't understand what nonsense the beautiful young man was talking about while half asleep and half awake.

Who put the knife on the neck and asked you to lift the quilt?

"Sorry, it might make you a little uncomfortable next time."

"????"

The logic doesn't seem to make sense.

However, the dream talk itself should not necessarily follow logic.

Huang Quan fell into deep thought.

Just as his thoughts were spinning, the strange aura that had been suppressed by spiritual power burst out.

There was a brief gap in his thinking.

There's a short vacancy right here.

He was attacked by a beautiful boy.

The Immortal Shield imprint on the back of Huang Quan's hand flickered frequently.

It has not been photographed for a long time.

It's a bit difficult to determine, if there is no hostile attack, is this considered an attack?

Asking is that Enron didn't teach it.

"I have no malice."

The flickering frequency of the Immortal Shield decreased, examining her.

"I really have no ill will."

The Immortal Shield extinguished doubtfully.

Just trust her once.

Even if it launches an attack temporarily, it can react immediately.

……

The white fox looked at the two with strange eyes.

"Migu..."

The helpless waving of their paws caused a kind of spirit art to reconcile each other to operate in a strange way in their bodies.

……

It should be before dawn.

A light illuminated the darkness a little.

"This is very important! This is my life!"

Chapter 36 I am looking forward to half a year later

The incomprehensible warmth, the dazzling whiteness, and perhaps the fragrance that makes people feel ashamed to face the eyes and speeches of the world.

Is it an illusion?

maybe.

Inexplicably weightless.

Huang Quan shuddered and swayed his body twice, trying to regain his balance in the startled awakening.

Sitting up in shock from a dying illness, talking and laughing happily for another year...

wait?

who I am.

where am I?

What happened?

His chest heaved violently, and his out-of-focus eyes recovered a bit.

The so-called "human being" is nothing more than a thinking complex made up of various emotions and memory fragments, and it is worthless without all these.

Some heavy mind did not allow him to put the puzzle together in the first place.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that it is the short-term emptiness of the mind after the effect of the fascination vine fades.

Feeling the familiar and unfamiliar breath flowing in his body, he was a little puzzled.

Breathing became more and more difficult, vision was blocked by the unknown, and it was difficult to see white.

"Sha... Sha... S..."

Residues in the lungs are not enough to sustain the most basic behaviors of life.

His rigid thinking did not remind him that Reiki could easily solve this trouble.

Instead, he chose to follow his biological instincts and panted heavily.

Unbridled greed.

I vowed to swallow everything I could reach into my lungs.

Fragrant.

What I inhale is a faint fragrance.

Things that are difficult to get are cherished more and more. Huang Quan has never clearly felt for a moment that the so-called fresh air is not the beauty that people imagined.

incredible.

He felt that the cells on every inch of his body were blooming comfortably.

It is a life in full bloom.

Probably no one can refuse.

The fragrance like a girl is fascinating.

Recovering from waking up takes time to get used to.

This time will not be too long, nor will it be too short.

For example, right now.