When these two words came out of Nangong Qingxue's mouth, they were uttered with an almost flattering gentleness, completely different from her usual cold and aloof appearance.
When she saw the demonic shadow appearing behind Li Lingge, she did not feel the slightest fear in her heart. Instead, she wanted to become the Third Prince's lackey even more.
Only such a powerful person is worthy of being her master and holding her hand.
Lin Mu's blood almost froze at this moment. What did he hear?
That iceberg-like senior sister actually recognized the Third Prince as her master!
Under Lin Mu's gaze, Li Lingge leaned over to take the silver chain, and his slender fingers gently stroked Nangong Qingxue's cheek.
Nangong Qingxue, like a tamed cat, rubbed the hand with her cheek, her eyes full of obsession and attachment.
"Well done." Li Lingge's voice was so gentle that it was creepy.
"It is Qingxue's honor to serve the master."
Nangong Qingxue's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and a sickly blush appeared on her face.
Lin Mu's vision began to blur, but this scene was imprinted in his mind with incredible clarity.
He finally understood everything. The scenes in those illusions were not the deception of the Heart-Eating Demon Lord.
"It turns out that Senior Sister has already..."
Lin Mu's lips moved silently, and blood continued to flow out from the corners of his mouth.
Li Lingge's fingers gently fell on Nangong Qingxue's collar. His fingertips were slightly cold, but it made her skin shiver.
He pulled it down slightly, revealing her snow-white shoulders and neck, as well as the dark palm print on her chest.
Those were the marks left by the Heart-Eating Demon Lord's claws, and the demonic energy was still corroding her flesh and blood.
"You're seriously injured."
Li Lingge's voice was low and not very caring, but it made Nangong Qingxue's heart beat faster.
She looked up at him, her pale lips trembling slightly, but her eyes flashed with morbid excitement.
The pain had long been masked by some stronger emotion. She could even feel her blood boiling, as if she was about to receive some long-awaited gift.
"Want to feed me the pill?"
There was a subtle hint of flattery in her voice, even she didn't notice it.
Li Lingge lowered his eyes to look at her, a dark glint flickering in his eyes.
Of course he wouldn't let her die like that, at least not now.
The body of the Ancient Divine Phoenix has not been found yet, so her life is still useful.
"You should refine the Nine Revolutions Concentric Lotus first."
Li Lingge's fingertips lightly brushed the edge of her wound, and the black energy actually retreated slightly for a moment.
"Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on until I finish refining the elixir."
Nangong Qingxue nodded obediently and forced herself to stand up.
She moved very slowly, and with every inch she moved, she felt a tearing pain in the wound, but a strange blush appeared on her face, as if the pain made her more awake and more excited.
She took out the Nine-Turn Concentric Lotus from her ring, held the lotus in both hands, her fingertips trembling slightly.
She knew that she was at the end of her strength and was just trying to catch up.
If it weren't for this Nine-Turn Concentric Lotus, I might have gone to see the King of Hell the next moment.
Nangong Qingxue took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and began to refine.
As she practiced the secret mental method of Taiqing Palace, the energy of the lotus seeped into her meridians like a trickle.
At first, this power was as gentle as water, gently caressing her damaged meridians.
She could clearly feel that the flesh and blood that had been corroded by the evil spirit was being repaired bit by bit.
The broken bones made subtle adjustments and reconnected.
Even the damage to the deepest organs is healing rapidly.
Nangong Qingxue unconsciously let out a soft moan. This vitality was too warm, reminding her of the feeling of soaking in the spiritual spring of Taiqing Palace when she was a child.
But soon, this feeling began to change.
As the refining deepened, the energy of the Nine Revolutions Concentric Lotus suddenly became surging.
The originally gentle trickle turned into a huge wave, rushing through her meridians.
Nangong Qingxue suddenly straightened her body, and her forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat.
Nangong Qingxue endured the severe pain as if her meridians were torn apart and guided this violent energy to flow along a specific route.
She could feel that with each completed cycle, the energy became more docile, and her cultivation improved accordingly.
Suddenly, a strange tingling sensation came from the deepest wound on her chest.
Looking down, I saw that the flesh at the edge of the wound was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The new skin is as white and delicate as fresh snow, and there is no sign that it has ever suffered any serious damage.
Even more astonishing changes occurred in her dantian. The ocean of divine power that had been nearly exhausted due to severe injuries was now being madly infused with the energy of the Nine-Revolution Concentric Lotus.
"This is a sign of a breakthrough!"
Nangong Qingxue was shocked. She didn't expect that refining the Nine-Turn Concentric Lotus would be so smooth. Not only did she recover from her injuries, but she also made a breakthrough in her cultivation.
At this moment, something strange happened!
The last petal of the Nine-Turn Concentric Lotus suddenly turned into a streak of blood light and sank directly into her brow.
Her consciousness gradually blurred, and countless broken images emerged in the darkness before her eyes.
She knelt in front of Li Lingge, her clothes half-undressed, her snow-white back bent into an alluring arc.
Her waist swayed gently, shining brightly in the moonlight, like a cat trying to please its owner.
Li Lingge entangled his fingers in her hair and tugged gently. She raised her face, her eyes full of obsession and desire.
"Owner."
She murmured softly in the illusion, her voice so sweet that it didn't seem like her own.
Nangong Qingxue suddenly woke up, covered in cold sweat.
She was still refining the Nine-Turn Concentric Lotus, but her heart of Taoism had long been distorted.
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