The heavy clouds hanging low in the sky have dispersed.
The sky was clear and the thunderous scene before was gone.
Song Ling was helped up by Song Mo. He had not yet recovered from the dizziness. When he turned his head, he saw Lian Hen holding He Yu back and slowly walking over.
"You don't think you can threaten me by using him, do you?" Song Ling pointed two fingers between his eyebrows, rubbed them, and sneered: "Also, if you used your demonic power just now, my spiritual power will be gone now.
It should be deep in your blood."
Lian Hen's expression was slightly stiff.
As soon as his eyes fell, Lian Hen saw mottled black marks on the skin where his sleeves were exposed.
He Yu, who was restrained, did not speak.
Apparently, his mouth was sealed with lotus marks.
"So what?" Lianhen covered the mark with his sleeve and said calmly: "If he is really not important to you, why don't you do it?"
The confrontation between you and me, to put it bluntly, is that no one is willing to take action.
"Aren't you useless? I asked you to look at her, but she caught you instead?" Long Yu was already dizzy, but when she looked at He Yu again, she became furious and said with her hands on her waist: "Tell me, you
Let us listen to what you want and see what you want."
The tone sounded caring.
Seeing Long Yu's attitude, a smile flashed across He Yu's face, and a little sweetness filled her heart.
"What do you want?" Song Ling also asked.
Song Mo looked at Lian Hen coldly, without saying a word, with his other hand behind his back, ready to take action against Lian Hen at any time.
The current scene was at least a three-on-one situation. If Lian Hen knew how to measure, he would never do anything again. However, she stopped holding her hand on He Yu's neck, and her nails dug directly into He Yu's flesh.
.
Dark red blood slowly slid down Lianhen's hand.
"How do you feel now? Feeling relaxed?"
Lian Hen suddenly asked without any clue.
Song Ling was stunned for a moment, her brows knitted together, and she said, "Do you still care about me? I don't think you'll shed tears until you see the coffin! I advise you to let him go as soon as possible, otherwise we'll really be in trouble later, right?"
For you...it's not very good."
"If you are really willing to take action, why bother to keep nagging?" Lian Hen saw through the fears of Song Ling and the others.
"So what do you want? You talk so much nonsense, why don't you dare to say it?" Long Yu lost his temper, pointed his sword, and said: "As for him, at worst, his soul will return to the abyss of beasts. What can go wrong? It's just that
You should speak clearly before the fish is dead and the net is broken."
"It's actually just a temporary measure to have the overbearing demonic energy sucked out of your body. The problem with you is ultimately... a bloodline problem." Lian Hen cleared his throat and said slowly: "I didn't know you were there.
What I said in the alchemy furnace still doesn’t count, but now I can provide you with a faster method, provided that..."
The lotus marks lengthen the ending sound.
"What is it?" Long Yu asked anxiously.
If he could help Song Ling solve the problem once and for all, Long Yu would be happy for it.
"The condition is..." Lian Hen raised his eyes to look at her, smiled slightly, suddenly let go of his hand, stretched out his tongue and licked a few mouthfuls of blood from his fingertips, and said: "You, Song Ling, need to give it to me every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.
A bowl of blood."
"You're dreaming!" Long Yu shouted first.
Song Mo's reaction was more direct than hers. He raised the sharp knife in his hand and was about to rush over.
Song Ling stretched out her hand to hold Song Mo, her eyes flickered, and she replied: "Maybe you don't know your current situation. Let me remind you again that you have no room for mediation in front of me. Now you... are treating me badly.
As far as I'm concerned, it's just a lamb to be slaughtered."
Mother and daughter are connected by blood.
With Song Ling's blood, the lotus marks can be restored quickly.
Song Ling also knew Lian Hen's plan.
So as Song Ling formed a seal with his hands, Lian Hen, who had been calm just now, knelt on the ground with a plop. It was not that Lian Hen was frightened by Song Ling, but that the black mark wandering in Lian Hen's body controlled her.
, forcing her to kneel down.
"Go and see Heyu." Song Ling said to Longyu.
On that side, He Yu was free and quickly walked to the side to adjust his breathing and tried to resolve the external forces in his body. Long Yu nodded and followed him a few steps quickly. He put his palms against He Yu's back and helped He Yu adjust his breathing.
.
"First tell me your method and let me listen." Song Ling glanced at He Yu and Long Yu again, turned around and looked down at Lian Hen, and said: "After weighing it, I will tell you my answer. How about
?”
"Are you trying to make me laugh?" Lian Hen's tongue rolled over the remaining blood, his eyes flashed with a green-gold light, and he mocked: "You have tricked me into tricking me out, so don't you just let you do whatever you want? Song
Ling, I'm not a fool, please use your brain before speaking."
Even when he was kneeling on the ground, Lian Hen's momentum remained unchanged.
"But do you have any choice?" Song Ling also laughed, her eyes curled up, and her voice gradually returned to its former gentleness, "Just now you wanted to use He Yu to bluff, but after you found out that it was useless, you changed your words and negotiated terms...
...To put it bluntly, it's just because you are too weak now, so if you really take action, you have no chance of winning."
Just like Lian Hen's very humiliating posture at this moment.
Lian Hen choked for a moment, sneered softly, and said: "I have no chance of winning, but what about you? You don't really think that... the current calm situation is just an illusion. Qianjing Ping will not be able to win after your transformation stage."
It’s impossible to protect you anymore. If you still don’t know your situation, then I really want to remind you again.”
Otherwise, ginger is still spicy.
Song Ling's face changed slightly after just a few words from Lian Hen.
"Don't listen to her." Song Mo looked at Lian Hen with cold eyes and said disdainfully: "She is just seeking your power. If she really had that ability, how could she end up waiting for death in the alchemy furnace?
"
"That's true, but I'm always unwilling to be defeated by Lin Zigui, and Song Ling, aren't you the same?" Lian Hen didn't even look at Song Mo, staring straight at Song Ling and said
: "You should know Lin Zigui's methods better than me. I'm not willing to give in. What about you? With my help, at least when you break through in the future, you won't have to wander on the edge of death like you do today."
"I promise you." Song Ling suddenly nodded in agreement.
"That's just nonsense." Lian Hen narrowed his eyes and smiled, stretched out his hand to give Song Ling a hook, and said: "Just agreeing is not enough, you have to make a contract. If you regret it, you know what will happen."
Song Ling nodded again.
Song Mo, who was next to him, was a little anxious and hurriedly stopped him: "Xiao Ling, do you really want to believe her? She's full of bad intentions, so there's no telling what she will do when forming the contract..."
"I don't believe her." Song Ling intercepted Song Mo's words and said, "But I know she is really unwilling to give in. It just so happens that I have the answer to her unwillingness."
This time it was Lian Hen's turn to be stunned.
She looked at Song Ling inexplicably and stretched her hands for a long time without moving.