Chapter 1080 The Demon Seed is Natural (114)
The moment she sat down, she felt a strong suction force behind her back, sucking her whole body to the seat, and her hands were uncontrollably placed on the chair handles on both sides of the seat.
"Click!"
Two crisp sounds overlapped.
Zhou Ye's two arms were trapped by a circle of black and gold rings, and he struggled slightly.
"Hiss——"
Severe pain came.
Inside the metal ring, there is a circle of thin thorns. I don’t know what they are. As long as I touch it lightly, there will be an unbearable sting on my wrist. It is hot and goes straight to the scalp. It can be removed in an instant. Lose half of her strength.
Zhou Ye was afraid of pain and gave up after only trying it for a while.
"Untie."
She raised her eyes and looked at the two people in front of her. They had been talking about something just now. Their voices were very low, but Zhou Ye could hear them clearly.
What spiritual power, spiritual body, purity
She didn't understand this, but she could feel the evil thoughts coming from these people.
Obviously, she was deceived.
And based on the current situation, they were able to talk calmly next to them because they were sure that they couldn't break away or escape.
He looked down at his arms.
The suction force on the back is very strong, and it's not impossible to break free, but it will be a little painful.
The main reason is that the two iron rings on my arms hurt so much when I moved even a little bit, like the poisonous stings described in the book, hot and stinging, making it unbearable.
Zhou Ye was afraid of the pain, so she didn't even want to move her arms, let alone trying. She didn't care what the two of them were planning, just sit down and rest.
It was a bumpy ride, and just passing through the wind blade had already taken a lot of energy from her.
Finally, the two stopped talking and turned to look at her.
The eyes are full of expectation.
"Let's begin, Immortal." The old man grabbed the empty space and found a small bowl in his hand. He bent down and placed the small bowl under Zhou Ye's hand, and then gently touched her fingers with his long nails. One stroke.
The pain was okay, but the feeling of the flesh being cut made Zhou Ye very unhappy.
She watched coldly as her blood dropped drop by drop into the small emerald green bowl, and then she watched an inexplicable white breath rise in the bowl, like a small whirlwind, stirring up waves in the bowl. .
The old man's eyes were gleaming, and the immortal official was staring at Zhou Ye's face eagerly, as if he wanted to eat her alive.
"The ultimate spiritual body, the ultimate spiritual body!"
The old man held the bowl and planned to continue taking more, but unexpectedly he watched the wound he had just cut heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Amazing!"
The immortal official then bent down, looked at the healed wound, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Spiritual injuries can heal so quickly. Immortal, how much luck can a spirit like her add to our Immortal Realm?"
"A thousand years is not a problem."
"Thousands of years... Then, trouble the immortal to cast a spell. With this spirit body in our immortal realm, we will definitely be able to survive this disaster!"
Zhou Ye watched them go back and forth over his own blood, and the dark eyes in his eyes had turned cold.
"Just tie her up. This spirit body has a very strong self-healing ability. I need other people to help draw blood."
"I'm going to find someone right now."
Such secret matters must be done personally.
The immortal official left, and the old man was the only one left in the cold dungeon. The old man touched the bowl and put it under his nose, sniffing it selflessly.
At this moment, a crisp voice came.
"Click!"
(End of chapter)