Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

Chapter 1863: It’s all my fault (1)

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The moment the palace door opened, an explosive and chaotic thunder-attributed profound energy poured out from the crack in the door.

This mysterious force was so powerful that both Cang Pojun and Cang Poyu were forced to retreat.

Cang Pojun finally stood firm. When he looked up, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Master Huang!"

Huang Yueli seemed completely unaffected by this mysterious force. With a tap of her foot, she flew through the gate and entered the back hall.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw that there was no waiter in the back hall. Only Li Moying stood in the center of the back hall, his whole body surrounded by blue-purple electric light. Around him, thunder light disappeared and appeared, and the powerful thunder The energy of the system filled every corner of the apse.

The entire back hall was covered by Li Moying's thunder field.

Fortunately, the palaces in the Floating Sword Palace were all monuments handed down from ancient times, and were blessed by ancient formations. They were very strong, so they were not shattered by his profound power.

But despite this, the wall of the apse has begun to crack, and the broken dust continues to fall from the roof, but under the burning of lightning, it turns into sparks, and before it has time to fall to the ground, it becomes A wisp of smoke.

"This...this...sect master, he is..." Cang Pojun finally resisted the pressure and reluctantly moved to the front of the palace gate.

Cang Poyu frowned, "Sect Master, he is... sick!"

"What?? What's going on??"

Cang Poyu didn't answer, because Huang Yueli rushed into the thunder field without hesitation, carefully avoiding every thunder and lightning, and reached Li Moying's side.

The skin on Li Moying's face was almost transparent, revealing a pale color. It was illuminated by the blue-purple electric light, making it even more terrifying.

Huang Yueli stood on tiptoes, hooked Li Moying's neck, raised her head and kissed his lips.

Li Moying's lips were cold and dry, and his body was trembling constantly.

As soon as he touched Huang Yueli's soft and warm lips, he was like a thirsty tree about to wither, impatiently absorbing the warmth from her body.

Li Moying's arms tightly wrapped around the slender waist of the girl in his arms, tightening it tighter and tighter. The tip of his tongue penetrated forcefully, and the fierce passion almost completely submerged the two of them.

Huang Yueli was out of breath from being hugged by him, and the ribs on her chest were almost broken.

But instead of struggling, she hugged him back even harder, because she knew that this was the instinct of Li Moying's Soul Leaving Syndrome, and she had to fully accept him in order for him to recover as soon as possible.

However, this time, Li Moying seemed to kiss her much longer than before.

Huang Yueli felt that her profound strength was almost drained by Li Moying, and even her breathing was not smooth. Her eyesight turned black. Just when she couldn't hold on anymore and was about to fall to the ground, Li Moying looked around. The strength in her waist suddenly weakened.

Immediately, he fell down on Huang Yueli.

However, Huang Yueli was already weak at this time. Being pressed by him, she immediately lost her balance and fell backwards.

"Sect Master! Master Huang!"

Fortunately, several guardians reacted in time, came up to catch Li Moying, and also helped Huang Yueli, so that the two of them would not be injured.

Li Moying fell into a coma, his brows were furrowed, his breathing was weak, his face was as white as a piece of paper, and even the lips he had just kissed had no trace of blood.

(End of chapter)