Chapter 703 The Sword in the Hand and Different Body Temperatures
The wind in the middle of the night was quite biting, and peach-colored tidbits and leaves fell all over the treetops. Si Kong looked at the familiar red eyes in the dark night, Only then did a real smile slowly appear in his eyes.
He was no longer in a hurry to kill Yun Rong. Anyway, he had already sent his own blood and murderous energy into Yun Rong's heart. No one except him could pull out the bloody ice blade. .
As long as the ice blade melts completely and her soul is extinguished, even the Goddess Ehuang will not be able to save her if she comes here in person, and she will never be allowed another chance of reincarnation.
Si Kong's goal has been achieved. He no longer glanced at Yun Rong. His eyes fell directly on Bai Lian and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time. Ah Chen, you are really being presumptuous again." Quite a few.”
Balian turned a blind eye to his unusually hot and morbid gaze, and his ears seemed to be filled with hot magma, full of boiling and chaotic sounds. He could not hear even a single word of what Sikong said.
His bright red pupils reflected the bloody blade in front of Yun Rong's heart, as well as her pale cheek stained with blood. For some reason, the bones in his body felt like fire for a moment, causing severe pain in his muscles and bones. , even in a state of dementia, he is still angry for no reason.
He held Yun Rong's body steady, half-hugging her, and sat down slowly with his arms and legs.
Yunrong's consciousness was almost brought back to reality. There was a pain in her heart that was close to despair and collapse. Her teeth began to tremble with pain and her whole body trembled. The pain was simply not something that a mortal could bear. She frowned. His brows seemed unbearable.
Looking down, I saw a pale hand reaching out, holding the ice blade tightly, as if wanting to pull it out.
Yun Rong took a breath with difficulty. He didn't think deeply about why the corpse demon's body was so hot for a moment. He just thought that he didn't want to involve this simple little corpse demon in this murder for no reason, so he pushed him feebly. , said: "This person has a far-reaching cultivation level." Better than me, this is the military killing technique he planted with blood. If you can't pull it out, don't waste your efforts..."
"Crack!" A crisp sound like a broken mirror came from his palm. There was a sound in the bloody blade he was holding.
Yunrong suddenly fell silent. He felt that the cracking pain and the breath of death that had been weighing heavily on his heart suddenly disappeared, and his stagnant heartbeat also regained life little by little.
The smile on Si Kong's face froze, and his eyes became unfathomable.
Bailian turned sideways, changed his posture, lowered his head to hold the wound in her heart, and inhaled the life-devouring blood energy remaining in her heart into his body.
Yun Rong's body trembled, and the painful wound was suddenly pressed against a soft lip. The hot temperature and the sharp and cold fangs lightly scratched the skin wound. It was itchy and crispy. The sudden ambiguous aura made it difficult for her to adapt. , she frowned and pursed her lips, raising her hand to push him away.
However, I found that my fingertips were so weak that they could only rub a strand of broken hair on his forehead. As he sucked the blood vigorously, the fingertips suddenly curled up on his hair, Slowly, she blushed, as if she had been drinking, bit her slightly trembling voice, and said: "That's it..."
When will that shy and polite little corpse demon change? You have to be so bold.
Si Kong's pupils narrowed sharply, and he was very puzzled as to why a young man who had only been awake for a year had such power to directly crush the ice blade where his blood had condensed.
No! ! !
It's not just this weird thing! ! !
He once betrayed the Dark Continent, causing all his fifteen younger brothers to return to Chaos, causing the corpse demon lineage to wither away.
Since then, in the past ten thousand years, my father has not created new descendants of the royal family.
What's more, his father's Holy Pool Blood Palace was sealed by Zhu Zhan himself. If he wanted to create a new blood descendant, he would not have the assistance of the Holy Pool Blood Palace, which meant that he would need to use his most precious It takes blood from the heart to create a blood descendant.
My father is cold-hearted. In his eyes, everything in the world is nothing more than a group of orphaned rats. Even the blood descendants of the royal family are nothing more than things he raises to pass the time. Son.
Sikong could not imagine that his father would sacrifice himself to help others reborn in such a critical situation, where he was constantly being checked and suppressed by the immortal world.
The only thing that can break through blood energy is blood energy.
With such a huge gap in realms, there is only one possibility if he can crush his blood with one blow.
His blood purity is far superior to him!
How much effort did my father spend on him?
Thinking of this, Si Kong's doubts deepened, but he was not allowed to think deeply about this issue. Even if it was his younger brother, he would never allow him to be so presumptuous and save this woman in front of him!
The curvature of Si Kong's eyes revealed a trace of coldness. He used his palm instead of a sword and slashed out in the air, slashing towards Yun Rong's head with streams of unparalleled blood energy.
The sharp palm wind seems to have the terrifying power to split the world.
Bailian raised his head, his blood-stained lips were as red as ink, layered into a cold color, and the maroon vertical mark between his eyebrows was so thick that it was almost impossible to remove it, and it was so dense. Wisps of invisible sword intent burst out.
Human emotions disappeared in his blood-colored eyes, like a god looking down on the world.
Facing Sikong's decisive blow, Bailian's posture while holding Yun Rong did not change. He slowly raised his right hand with his palm facing upward, like holding up tens of thousands of hectares of sea water and an endless sea of forest leaves and flowers. Under the heavy momentum, the flowers floated up, and the petals danced against the sky.
When the seemingly gentle palm met Si Kong's blood-cutting edge, the quiet space suddenly exploded like spring thunder.
Si Kong's eyelids twitched fiercely, and then he saw the blood in his palms being severely broken. It was just that the blow had no effect at all...
The next moment, he was handsome. A look of pain appeared on his pale face.
He felt as if an invisible long sword fell from Balian's palm. It was like the sharpest thing in the six realms, breaking through his flesh and bones, and it continued to castrate, piercing through him. After that, he stabbed the old sword wound on his chest with unparalleled speed.
The sword wound on the chest was caused by the divine sword of the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan.
But the current sword power was not even half as weak as the sword that sealed him in the Valley of Chaos!
Si Kong felt an unprecedented danger. His whole body shook violently. His body rose up from the ground like a bird, and flew away a hundred meters away. Only then did his feet land on a branch. superior.
He looked gloomy, looking at the golden light sword seal flashing in Balian's palm, his soul was shocked, and he suddenly lost control and said: "The Divine Sword of the Heavens!"
It was actually Dong. The divine swords of the gods enshrined in the Three Thousand Swords Tomb of the Heavenly Palace!
The Divine Sword of the Heavens specializes in killing evil demons, and it is the nemesis of the corpse demon clan. Even the corpse demon royal family has trouble facing this sword.
His young corpse demon bloodline actually controls such a demon-killing sword.
Si Kong's heart was filled with turmoil. Before he could recover, Bailian's sleeves and robes on the other end were dancing. He closed his palms and formed a complicated sword technique, a golden light in his hand. The sword condensed under his palm, and he was about to strike out with a terrifying second sword.
A huge sense of fear of impending disaster quickly enveloped Si Kong in an instant. The corpse demon's naturally sharp intuition allowed him to detect the terrifying power of the sword that would destroy the world. Si Kong's expression changed drastically, and his eyes were extremely He looked at Bai Lian deeply and complicatedly, not daring to linger any longer. His figure dispersed in the mist, and his breath disappeared. The sword in Balian's hand lost its target and dispersed naturally, disappearing into the sword mark in his palm.
Yun Rong was stunned for a long time. His eyes almost glowed and he turned to look at Balian. His expression was actually excited: "I heard you right just now. That old corpse demon was talking about the Sword of the Heavens! There is actually something hidden in your hand. The sword seal of the Heavenly Sword? Is that the God of the East? The sword offered by the palace, I have never seen such a legendary sword in all my life, little corpse demon, please show me your right hand!"
Everything related to swords! As for the secret, Yun Rong could no longer suppress his original intention.
The weak and soft hands did not know where the strength came from, but they took the initiative to grab Bailian's palm, and her fingertips gently traced the sword mark on his palm. Her eyes were full of brilliance: "What a powerful sword." Breath, so exquisite I have never seen such a unique sword pattern in my life. Is this the legendary Heavenly Sword? Little Corpse Demon, can you..."
Yunrong was just excited when suddenly, He stopped talking and his face suddenly turned cold.
She was hugged tightly from behind by Bai Lian. In an extremely affectionate and ambiguous posture, one arm with scalding temperature wrapped tightly around her waist, which was extremely wanton.
Yun Rong thought that although she was crazy about swords, she was still a principled swordsman. Even if she wanted to observe the heavenly swords, she would not fall to the stage of betraying her appearance.
"Little Corpse Demon, although you saved me just now, Meng Lang's move was a little too presumptuous!" Yun Rong's tone was rare and severe. She pushed his right hand away and struggled to get up.
How dare a kitten with no fur even think about such nonsense in front of her?
She was breathing a little fast, her face was red, and she was even more angry. She held the sword secret with her backhand and was about to summon the snow-washing sword with her consciousness to make the little corpse demon suffer.
Unexpectedly, before his fingers could pick up the sword technique, Yun Rong's body was turned over by Bai Lian gently and domineeringly. His back was pressed against the rough branches, and he pressed tightly against him. Beneath his body, he lowered his head and held the scarred finger in his mouth.
How could Yun Rong, who had always cared about her hands like her own life, be treated so rudely? Her scalp went numb. Before she could sternly reprimand him, Balian, who was holding her finger in his mouth, called out again very desperately:
" ...A Rong."
Just such a vague sentence, combined with his naturally gentle voice, suddenly dispersed like smoke, falling straight into people's ears, and it was actually a scratch. The itching of the heart and liver.
Since Yun Rong was born, she has never been called like this, not even by her parents who died of old age.
But when he called her gently from Bai Lian's mouth, there was an indescribable natural closeness, as if she should be called by him like this.
The fingertips suddenly stung, Yun Rong frowned in pain, watching the blood spilled from the fingertips being licked clean by him, a pair of abnormally bright red eyes were on fire, and the breath he exhaled was hot and dangerous.
There seems to be a burning desire burning in this body.
At this time, A'luo's cold voice came from above the two of them: "There is blood on his abdomen. He must have been injured by the succubus in the forest. He was planted with succubus and has lost his mind. You If you don’t want him to take advantage of your innocence, just knock him out quickly.”
Charming Poison? !
Yun Rong's heart trembled. No wonder this boy was so different from his usual appearance. He was actually poisoned by such a filthy thing.
She hurriedly pulled out her fingers, fearing that the smell of blood would stimulate Balian's animal desires. She put her palm against his chin to prevent him from lowering his head to bite and kiss her. She moved her face from side to side to avoid his heavy kiss and shouted loudly. Summon: "Xue Xue!"
The Xue Xue Sword lying on the side was out of body! With sharp murderous intent, he rose with majestic momentum.
At this moment, Wangyue, who felt that her master was in danger, raised her head and howled loudly, and jumped down. With unparalleled strength, her gray and thin claws held down the rising man. Snow-washing sword.
Xixuejian let out a mournful cry under the wolf's claws and lay down.
Yunrong's eyes were desperate, and his wrists were held high by the young man who was pressing on him. He looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. His belt was torn open by his arrogant movements, and the black robe and sacrificial clothes on his body were suddenly loosened. , revealing the white obscene clothes underneath.
Yun Rong had never thought that she, the Four Swordsmen of the Imperial Seal, would be forced to do so. In embarrassment, she calmly bent her knees and pushed against Bai Lian's abdomen, trying to force him up. .
But the angle of the bend was really subtle, the position was three points lower, and it was in the wrong place. This move completely made Balian lose control, and he made a dangerous dull sound from his throat, like a Like a hungry wolf biting a little white rabbit, it bit Yun Rong's slender white neck. Blood snaked down from her snow-white skin, stained with a strong sense of sin.
He bit her and kept sucking her with vague words: "Arong...Arong...Arong..."
No matter how pitifully he whispered, it still changed. There was no response from Yun Rong.
He became anxious, and the vertical marks between his eyebrows became deeper and deeper. His biting movements had a hint of gnawing, but he retracted his fangs obediently and showed off her exposed neck. And the thinly shaved shoulders left traces of bright red.
For a moment, under the force of Balian's heavy bites, Yun Rong actually had the illusion that he was about to be torn apart by him and eaten into his stomach.
The intensity of the bite did not cause her pain, but it was an unbearable torture. Yun Rong was momentarily distracted and hummed.
That low, out-of-breath voice was so frighteningly soft that it actually startled Yun Rong himself.
She suddenly came to her senses. This little corpse demon was not biting her. It was clearly a foreplay before getting down to business.
It was just a moment of being bitten by him. Her shoulders were half exposed, her robe was messy and spread out, and the hair tie in her hair was untied by him at some point. It was wrapped between his fingers and inserted into it. Holding her long soft blue hair.
Yun Rong was furious and wanted to bite this dishonest little corpse demon to death!
But he began to become more and more ridiculous, completely losing his previous obedience, and his breath gradually became out of control. The hand holding her waist was unscrupulous.
Although the blood energy Si Kong left in Yun Rong's body has been removed, it has also messed up the spiritual energy in her body. At this moment, the bones are all loose, and there is no remaining strength to push him away.
Yun Rong's mood was complicated. Although she had other ways to protect herself, those methods were too overbearing and unexplainable. Once used, they would definitely hurt him seriously.
Facing the little corpse demon, she would not retaliate for kindness and choose to hurt her life at this time.
What's more, Yun Rong has no special hobbies, let alone using the sky as a quilt and trees as a bed, and she was forced to have sex under the eyes of the Demon King.
But the reality did not allow Yun Rong to struggle in his heart. Seeing that the last piece of white clothing on his body was about to be torn off by him, Yun Rong grabbed the clothes on his body and resisted, making the last useless struggle. .
(End of this chapter)