Yanyan sat cross-legged and slowly closed her eyes.
Canghua looked at her quietly, and almost without thinking, his long and clear fingers quickly twisted out a series of complicated seals. The seals glowed with gorgeous blue light, and one after another reflected the center of Yanyan's eyebrows...
The moment the secret seal touched Yanyan's brow bone, Yanyan's mind suddenly went blank.
It was as if all her memories were wiped out in an instant, and a huge, empty fear swept her over in an instant.
"Stop! Canghua, stop it!"
Yan Yan suddenly opened his eyes and waved his hands in the air in panic. Beads of sweat as big as soybeans covered his forehead, and his expression was extremely frightened.
Canghua frowned and looked at her solemnly, but did not stop.
His fingers flew like butterflies, and in the blink of an eye, he made a series of secret seals one after another.
It is normal to feel discomfort at the beginning after planting spiritual roots.
Cang Hua expected that Yan Yan would become nervous or even lose control. He planned to use magic to help her calm down her restless emotions.
Just as he was about to mobilize his spiritual power, his sleeve was suddenly pulled tightly by Yan Yan.
Before Canghua could make another move, her entire arm was tightly held in her arms, unable to move.
"Stop! Stop! Don't go on..." Yan Yan kept shouting in surprise, and the body holding Cang Hua's arm was shaking like a withered leaf in the wind.
Only then did Canghua realize that after only a few breaths, Yanyan's clothes were completely soaked with sweat, like a person fished out of the water.
Stopping the movements of his hands, all the light surrounding the two people instantly dissipated, and silence returned to the Sumeru realm.
Looking down at Yan Yan, whose whole body was hanging on his arm, Cang Hua was a little worried: "Is there any discomfort?"
Yanyan was still trembling, her sweaty hair stuck to her cheeks in strands, her face was drained of color, and her face was as pale as death.
After gasping for breath for a long time, Yan Yan raised her head stiffly, her sharp eyes pointed directly at Cang Hua, and her voice was like falling into a cold pool: "What do you want to do?"
There was obvious anger in his tone.
Canghua's eyes were filled with Wen Ning: "Grow spiritual roots for you."
"Planting spiritual roots? Why do you want to take away my memory!"
The moment Yan Yan was transported through time and William's bloody eyes penetrated the spiritual platform, it was exactly the same feeling as when Cang Hua drove the seal into her brow bone just now.
The moment Canghua's seal entered her forehead, she seemed to be reliving the terrible experience of being transported.
Her soul instantly fell into an endless black hole, as if the sharp laughter of ghosts would come from somewhere at any time, and the boundless terror and helplessness grabbed her tightly, pulling her whole body deeper into the mud...
She was so frightened that she almost lost her mind.
That moment has become Yanyan's nightmare, and it still pops up to torture her from time to time.
She didn't want to be transported through time again, that feeling was too terrifying!
Feeling that she was surrounded by strong emotions of terror, Canghua slowed down her tone and said, "I just used Ning Xin Jue, not to take away your memory. Ning Xin Jue can temporarily shut down your consciousness, which is similar to deep sleep.
This will save you pain."
It turned out that I wanted to put her into deep sleep.
Yan Yan's face softened a bit, and when he lowered his head, he realized that he had lost his composure.
He let go of the arms tightly held in his arms and slowly sat back down.
Putting her hand on her forehead, Yan Yan calmed down and said, "No need to hypnotize me, I will plant while awake!"
Cang Hua lowered his eyes and showed a look of surprise: "Although I have never planted spiritual roots, this kind of pain can be imagined and must be unbearable. Your current physical condition is not in good condition. Doing so will be dangerous and may damage your consciousness.
"
Yan Yan drank half of the cold tea in front of her in one gulp, and her usually calm temperament immediately returned.
Although his face was still pale, when he raised his head, his expression was calm: "Just wake up and do it. This is the first time I put something from a strange man into my body. I have to see what it looks like."
After saying that, Yan Yan was stunned.
Is this expression suspicious of driving?
No matter what, Canghua is a star anyway and is not interested in these human emotions and desires.
Canghua's expression was calm: "Now that you are sure, if you say it later when you can't bear it anymore, I will stop immediately. You can't force this matter."
Yan Yan drank another cup of cold tea and couldn't help but smile a little evilly.
This conversation seems like the first time...
If Canghua knew that he was being flirted with by her, his expression would definitely be wonderful.
Forgive her for not being serious, the pain she will face next will probably not be lighter than the first time for a girl.
Relaxing your body and mind with the most primitive pleasure can help relieve stress.
Canghua closed his eyes again, his face as dark as a jade mountain, and he quickly typed out a string of spells with his fingers, but it was just a little closer to his own eyebrows.
Then, Yan Yan saw a ray of blue-green light slowly flowing out from the center of his eyebrows, wrapping around his fingers, forming a warm, soft jade-green light.
The glaze was clear and warm in color, like a spiritual living creature, slowly moving around Canghua's fingers.
The beautiful streamlined figure, surrounded by fluorescent stars, looks dreamy like falling stars in the summer night sky.
Canghua opened his eyes and looked down at the light spirit wrapped around his fingers.
"This is... your spiritual root?"
What a nice view!
Yan Yan stepped forward curiously and looked at it carefully.
As soon as she got closer, she felt a comfortable and warm atmosphere full of vitality.
This breath is emanating from the blue light spirit.
A small ray of light seems to contain powerful energy that can give birth to all things. This feeling is like a spring tree in dusk, full of vitality...
Yan Yan suddenly realized.
Canghua is the god of spring, and this vitality is the power of spring!
Canghua turned his fingers slightly, pointed at Yanyan, and said softly: "Go!"
The green light wrapped around his fingers was like a soaring and winding little dragon, twisting its green body and slowly flying towards Yan Yan.
Yan Yan was filled with fear and quickly stretched out her palm to receive it.
The light fell on her palm, and the tentacles were as warm as touching the spring rays. Only then did Yan Yan really see clearly that the beautiful blue light was really a little dragon made of light.
The dragon-shaped scales and claws are clear, and there are two small dragon horns on the head that are close to the ears and slit. The auspicious patterns of the scales all over the body are clearly visible, and the beard and beard are elegant on the sides of the cheeks.
Although the dragon in the palm is small in stature and moves with its head high and majestic, it does not lose its divine power at all.
"This is the legendary dragon? It's so beautiful!" Yan Yan was dumbfounded and felt a little awe in his heart.
"This is your future spiritual root. Now that you have seen it with your own eyes, do you feel at ease?"
Yan Yan raised her head and smiled gratefully at Cang Hua: "Thank you."
He was probably afraid that she would be as frightened as before, so he specially brought out his spirit root to meet her and take care of her emotions.
Yan Yan felt grateful and was about to speak when the small light dragon in her palm suddenly wrapped around her finger, twisted its small body and swam towards her fingertip quickly and nimbly.
"What happened to it?"
Yan Yan felt that Xiao Guanglong suddenly became restless.
Xiao Guanglong seemed to have a bad temper. His claws as thin as bee feet dug into her nails, and suddenly he opened his mouth wide in her face.