Chapter 799 The Return of the Gods 83
Her face looked normal and her mouth was as sly as ever. If 001 hadn't seen what was underneath the mask with his own eyes, he would have thought she only had minor injuries or scars on her face.
"When I reach the Mahayana stage, he won't have a chance to escape."
001 inserted the silver sword into the scabbard with his backhand, and met Lord Zero's gentle gaze. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and gave him a bright smile.
Feng Zui swallowed without leaving a trace, swallowing the blood and bloody smell in his throat. After all, 001 had just entered the Golden Core stage, and he had taken on most of the fight with Tang Lu just now.
His eyes fell on Quan Jiu's mask and passed by:
"He won't be coming back in the short term. It's uninhabitable here. Let's go to another inn."
After saying that, he turned his back to everyone and walked out of the house without looking at Quan Jiu.
After taking two steps, someone suddenly grabbed my wrist tightly.
"Wait a moment."
Quan Jiu strode forward to catch up, a serious look flashing across his brows. He clasped Feng Zui's wrist with his fingers, his brows slightly furrowed.
If Feng Zui is a porcelain doll, the injuries he suffered before caused several cracks inside his body. After today's battle, there are also many cracks of different sizes on the outside of his body.
Being cracked from the inside out is not a good sign. Once there are enough cracks in his body, he will be completely gone.
"What's wrong with your body?" She held on to him stubbornly.
She used to think that it was because of Feng Zui Zhenshen’s physical condition, and ordinary medicines had little effect on him, so his recovery speed would be extremely slow after he was injured.
But now it seems that this is not the case at all. Feng Zui's soul is even weaker than after the war. She has been busy for several months, preparing various improved prescriptions for him, but it is equivalent to all her efforts in vain.
Feng Zui lowered his eyes and stared at the fingertips that were holding his arm. The woman's nails were neat and round, small and cute, with a faint pink color:
"Don't worry, he won't die. He just needs to recuperate."
Seeing that he was not telling the truth, Quan Jiu directly pulled him out. Seeing this, 001 tutted and looked back at Lord Ling.
"It's true that girls can't be kept at home when they grow up."
Master Ling walked beside him, side by side with him:
"Let's go. I've asked around and there's a clinic nearby."
001: "How did you know I was looking for a clinic?"
Master Ling smiled gently: "It's not just you, I guess Feng Zui has the same plan as you."
………
"Waiter, a room upstairs."
Quan Jiu paid the money, got the key, and went upstairs without looking back.
The door slammed shut, and before Feng Zui could react, someone pressed him against the door panel.
Quan Jiu stood in front of him, holding his face with both hands, pulling it down, and pressing his forehead against it, with their foreheads touching.
Feng Zui finally knew what she was going to do. He turned his head slightly to avoid Quan Jiu's action, his tone helpless.
"You can't just enter the Spirit Palace casually."
The spiritual palace is the lifeline of a cultivator. Even if he is unconscious, the remaining defensive consciousness deep in the spiritual palace will actively attack outsiders. Last time, she took advantage of his coma and entered his spiritual palace to share the evil spirit, which was already a very dangerous behavior.
Quan Jiu: "If you don't tell the truth, I'll just look at it myself. It won't bother you."
As he said that, he hooked Feng Zui's neck and pulled him down.
"I'm telling you the truth."
He surrendered completely.
Quan Jiu quickly let go and sat down on the bed like a nimble loach, adopting an attitude of "leniency to those who confess and severity to those who resist."
Feng Zui was silent for a moment, then suddenly his hands turned into sharp claws and dug into his chest!
“What are you doing!”
Quan Jiu was frightened by him and rushed over to grab his "self-harming" hand.
Feng Zui curled his fingertips slightly, and a fiery red light suddenly burst out from his chest, and thick red mist wrapped around something in layers.
Almost at the moment when the red flame appeared, Quan Jiu felt his soul trembling and his heart beating uncontrollably rapidly, as if it was about to break through his chest and merge with the red mist.
She knew what this ball of red flame was without Feng Zui telling her.
She looked at the red lotus soul extending from the man's chest in shock. Just as she was about to ask him why this thing was on him, she discovered that something was wrong with the soul.
This soul is weaker than she imagined.
If her original soul was a strong young man, then the soul in Feng Zui's hand was a tender newborn baby.
This soul had her scent, but there was something else. She wanted to take a closer look, but Feng Zui had already withdrawn his hand and took the soul back.
A flash of red light covered his mouth.
Quan Jiu watched his movements and made a bold guess in his mind:
"To nourish the soul with the soul?"
Feng Zui used his own soul as nourishment to feed the still tender and fragile Honglian soul, so besides her, this soul also had Feng Zui's breath.
"Are you crazy?" Quan Jiu was even more agitated than when the secret was kept secret. "Everyone has only so much spiritual energy, and it cannot be increased. If you lose even a little spiritual energy, you may become demented or even possessed."
But he actually sent his own soul into the Red Lotus Soul one by one, like peeling off the silk threads of a cocoon. No wonder his wounds never healed, no wonder his body grew weaker and weaker...
Feng Zui pursed his thin lips into a straight line. Her reaction was greater than he had imagined.
"How long ago?"
Quan Jiu was already wondering if there were any natural treasures in the world that could replenish his life soul.
Feng Zui hesitated for a moment, then told the truth in her clear eyes:
"...coming out of the Black Wind Valley."
To be precise, it was after I knew she was "dead".
More than three thousand years ago, he discovered that her breath remained in the seal of the Black Hole Valley.
There was no living thing in the valley. During the three thousand years without sunlight, he tried every means to absorb her remaining breath every day. He hated her masochistically, but also greedily wanted to feel her presence.
"This aura was so weak, almost invisible. When it first solidified into a solid form, I discovered a trace of your soul within it."
If the Red Lotus Soul in its prime is compared to a desert, then the remaining soul in the seal is like a few grains of sand.
But no matter how small the sand is, it belongs to her.
At that time, Feng Zui felt that she was too cautious. It was not enough for her to use all her strength to seal him. She even wanted to leave a trace of his soul, not giving him any possibility of seeing the light of day again.
From that day on, he stopped collecting her aura, but two hundred years later, he could no longer bear the silence of the valley and began to seal her aura again.
The reason he gave himself at that time was -
He didn't care about her, but wanted to weaken the seal.
After coming out of the Black Hole Valley, the soul of a new life had already taken shape. He learned of her death and began to nourish her soul with his own.
But later, in order to heal his wounds, she entered his spiritual palace and communicated with him. After the Red Lotus Karma Fire reappeared, the plan of nourishing soul with soul was suspended.
Now that she is back, this new life soul has no meaning anymore.
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