Qiubai: "How can I compare to you. In order to snatch the resources of cultivating immortals, I want to kill at will. I accepted an apprentice, but I beat and scold me every day."
Bai Weiwei: Which pot is not opened and mentioned.
Qiubai suddenly laughed amiably, "Ning Yishu, right, you have to call me a master in terms of seniority. Listen to my advice, this woman is extremely vicious, her spiritual energy is in chaos, and she has been absorbing your spiritual energy to heal. Kill her, and what awaits you is the consequence of the destruction of your spiritual roots."
Ning Yishu couldn't help but squeeze Bai Weiwei's hand.
It turned out that she had been extracting his aura.
If a person's spiritual qi is depleted to a certain point, the spiritual root will indeed be destroyed.
Bai Weiwei said viciously, "Shut up, bitch."
After speaking, a white water sleeve appeared in the air, directly wrapping Qiubai's life long sword.
Qiubai's face turned cold, "You have suffered such a serious injury, and you still want to defeat me."
After speaking, the long sword flashed white light, and the water sleeves shattered.
Bai Weiwei felt stuffy in her chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
She didn't even think about it, she raised her head, the power in his body poured into hers.
Ning Yishu's heart was even colder.
She really used him as trash.
Although he didn't know how much spiritual energy he had left, Bai Weiwei absorbed it like this.
Sooner or later, his spiritual roots will be destroyed.
Qiu Bai laughed arrogantly, "Ning Yishu, I will teach you a method. As long as you sink your qi into your dantian and get stuck on the pulse of the aura rising, no one will be able to absorb your aura."
Bai Weiwei's face was pale, her lips trembled, she absorbed some strength.
But still very painful.
She sneered, "How can the apprentice I teach listen to you."
After speaking, Bai Weiwei looked at Ning Yishu coldly as if to confirm something.
"kiss Me."
It's still two simple words.
With the disdain of commanding people of course.
However, Ning Yishu noticed the tenseness of her body and the skin of her tentacles, which was cold to the bone.
His eyes were downcast, and his fingers were all the blood she had been bleeding from.
Even the blood is cold.
Ning Yishu's reason told himself that now is the best chance to get rid of Bai Weiwei...
"Kiss me." Bai Weiwei repeated again, her tone cold but with a hint of trembling.
I don't know if it was because of the cold, but her face showed a translucent white, fragile indifference.
Obviously this woman has such a vicious heart...
Ning Yishu suddenly lowered his head.
That familiar power surged up again and entered Bai Weiwei's body.
Her body relaxed instantly.
The raging aura began to calm down.
The picture of the woman wearing the Feixian dress lying in the arms of the man, and the two kissing, turned out to be particularly beautiful.
Qiu Bai followed the system: I always felt like I was stuffed with a mouthful of dog food with a strange taste.
Qiubai's smile suddenly distorted, "Junior sister, you are really not picky eaters. In broad daylight, you even started a relationship with your apprentice."
Bai Weiwei sucked some strength, and the aura began to repair the wound, and the blood finally stopped.
She glanced at her eyes and said disdainfully, "It's better to be with my apprentice than to be with trash like you."
After she finished speaking, she put her arms around Ning Yishu's waist, resting her head on his chest, and her voice suddenly became affectionate and gentle.
"Even if he is a waste, he is better than you."
When she said this, her soft body leaned against him defenselessly.
Ning Yishu bowed her head, the corners of her mouth raised, smiling disdainfully, but her spirits rose.
Qiu Bai's face turned gloomy.
"You have no shame."