Then the heat slowly seeped into her flesh and bones, baking and burning her, as if it would burn her to ashes at any time.
He Xi moaned in pain, her brows furrowed tightly. The intense pain caused her whole body to spasm and struggle, and her throat could hardly hold back the shrill scream that was about to come out.
Just when she couldn't bear it anymore, suddenly, a stream of ice-cold spring water seeped into her lips and teeth, entered her internal organs through her throat, and instantly spread to her whole body.
So comfortable, so refreshing, I want more and more!
He Xi couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh, and instinctively stretched out her hands to hug something, letting out a low moan, and then sucked hard with her little mouth, just to get more of the icy spring water.
The next moment, He Xi felt the arms around her tighten suddenly, as if to embed her inside. The originally gentle feeding-like touch of lips turned into a frenzied invasion and conquest.
The cool spring water was slowly infiltrated by a heat that made one's blood boil. However, this heat, far from causing pain, made one sink deeper and deeper into depravity, becoming increasingly unable to extricate oneself.
He Xi and Nangong Yu, who were immersed in their fiery passion, did not notice that as the violent fire spiritual power was neutralized by the extremely yin blood, the essence of the Yuan Yang Fruit began to be slowly absorbed by He Xi's Dantian.
A huge vortex of spiritual power began to circulate in the dried-up dantian that was originally locked tightly by a strange seal. As the speed of the vortex grew larger and larger, a dazzling white light exploded from Hexi's body and then spread towards the vast world.
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A faint smell of blood spread through the crack in the door. Qinglong, Zhuque and Baihu, who were originally standing at the dormitory door confronting each other, suddenly changed their expressions and covered their chests.
The spiritual energy in the three people's bodies surged, and the blood in their hearts was surging, as if it was about to fly into the room.
Zhuque's face twisted again, and he hissed, "It's the master, the master is using his own blood to heal that bitch!!"
They are all people who have signed a master-servant contract with Pluto. They can feel the strength of their master's luck even if they are thousands of miles away.
A warrior's blood essence, also known as the blood of the heart, represents a person's lifespan. When the master gave his blood essence to Hexi, it meant that he shared his lifespan and luck with her.
The faces of the three people became extremely ugly, and when they looked at the closed door, their eyes were filled with worry and anger.
Zhuque screamed at Qinglong, "Qinglong, do you know what it means for the master to lose blood and essence at this time? The onset of the disease is coming soon. If the master continues to lose blood like this, there is no way he will survive. Are you still trying to stop us? Why don't you let me go in and kill that bitch!"
There was a look of struggle on Qinglong's face, his eyes and brows were full of pain, the veins on the hand holding the sword were bulging, and the joints made crackling sounds.
Zhuque was about to say something else when suddenly several figures descended rapidly from the sky.
The man rushed towards the three people before he could even stand firm, and shouted, "I feel the master's luck is slipping away, and the blood of the contract is boiling. What happened to the master?"
The people who came were Nangong Yu’s other contract servants who were closest to Yanjing City: Xuanwu, Wuxin and Wuyu.
As soon as Zhuque saw Wuxin and Wuyu, he couldn't help crying and said, "Brother Wuxin, Brother Wuyu, the master is in there now, using her own blood to save a mortal woman. But, but the master will be ill soon. If we don't stop and treat the master, I'm really afraid of the master... I'm afraid of the master... Woo woo woo..." (To be continued)