Hearing Lin Qing's words.
Ying Wuque also looked at Ying Yue, not hiding the brutality in his eyes at all. It was he who caused Tie Niu's "death" last time, so he had had nightmares for many days. Now the nightmare reappeared, and Tie Niu was beaten into a meat paste by his own hands, and then collapsed beside him.
Even his biological mother's limbs were broken by himself. There was no possibility of recovery and she could only spend the rest of her life in bed.
Fear, guilt and anger intertwined, making him want to kneel on the ground and vomit.
This feeling of soul out of control had only appeared around the emperor's corpse before, but this time it broke out again due to various factors.
Ying Yue smiled calmly: "My beloved concubine helped me give birth to a son, so what's wrong with me? It's just that there is another opportunity for me to achieve great things, and I need my beloved concubine to help me again..."
After saying that.
A few drops of fresh blood floated in the palm of his hand.
Use the limited true energy to gently stimulate it.
"winter!"
It was like a heartbeat.
On the other side, Ying Wuque and Tong Kong Meng's incarnation suddenly disappeared, and the original body fell to the ground in pain, as if it had lost its soul.
"winter!"
"winter!"
"winter!"
This heartbeat-like sound became more and more rapid, and each time it brought Ying Wuque great pain, as if it was trying to peel something off from his soul.
Lin Qing was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot, but his limbs were disabled and he had no means of fighting back. He could only curse and cry miserably.
This sound reached Ying Wuque's ears, making him suffer even more.
However, the smile on Ying Yue's face became brighter.
He could see that Ying Wuque was resisting, but all resistance was in vain.
This secret method is derived from Danqing Soul Crossing, and no painter can resist it.
Seeing that Ying Wuque's struggles were getting smaller and smaller and his howls had stopped at some point, a look of pity finally appeared on his face.
After Ying Wuque stopped struggling.
Ying Yue finally stood up, tremblingly walked to Lin Qing's side, and slowly stroked Lin Qing's cheek with his dry right hand: "Qing'er, I'm sorry for you once..."
Before he could finish his words, he stopped abruptly, collapsed to the ground, and lost the last bit of life.
It was because Lin Qing suddenly jumped up and smashed his throat with his head.
Her eyes were filled with resentment, and she had no idea what he was doing. She only knew that this husband, with whom she was once extremely infatuated and with whom she finally achieved her goal of marriage after many years, was now trying to kill her son.
She wants to kill Ying Yue.
Now it's clearly succeeded.
But after success, she became confused.
What on earth happened? Why did both her husband and son die in the blink of an eye?
But at this moment.
The sword light on Ying Wuque's body was bright, and the winch sword was looming. His body, which had been dead, suddenly began to tremble violently.
Lin Qing's eyes suddenly regained a bit of light, with worry and excitement: "Wuque, Wuque! You are not dead, what happened to you, don't scare your mother!"
Ying Wuque did not reply, but let out a painful roar, his body shaking continuously, and the amplitude of the shaking became more and more intense.
Suddenly there was a moment.
He stopped trembling and became calm again.
Then... slowly stood up.
“Perfect…”
Lin Qing was immediately delighted, but when she saw Ying Wuque's cold yet familiar eyes, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
It was at this moment that she finally understood what Ying Yue wanted to do.
"Success..."
Ying Yue's voice was hoarse, and he gave Lin Qing a creepy smile: "Qing'er, thank you for your hard work. This body... is very good! I can live a second life again, all thanks to you!"
Lin Qing: “…”
The biting cold invaded every pore of her body.
She never dreamed that the man she had spent her entire life trying to get would turn out to be such a devil.
Ying Yue closed his eyes, greedily feeling the power of Emperor Zhuanxu's body and the holy spiritual fetus, as well as the abundant blood...
etc!
His face froze and instantly became extremely ugly.
What about blood?
What about the twenty years of life that I have saved through the soul-transferring art?
Where is the blood and energy that I passed on through the technique of initiation?
The secret art of Danqing includes a technique to see through one's lifespan, which he has just mastered. At this moment, the blood and energy in his body are indeed active, but in fact, they have already reached the bottom, with only a shallow layer left.
Not to mention forty years, I guess there isn't even ten years left.
Ying Yue was confused and had no idea where his lifespan had gone. He tried to forcefully search Ying Wuque's memory, and his expression became increasingly uglier.
"Rebellious son!"
"Rebellious son!"
"You actually found this evil magic without my knowledge!"
Ying Yue was so angry that he was shaking all over, and wanted to find the source of this secret technique of sacrificing one's lifespan.
But when he searched his memory again, he encountered extremely strong resistance.
An extremely violent emotion rose from the depths of my soul.
His right hand rose uncontrollably and punched himself in the face.
And in the mouth.
He also made a sound that he didn't expect: "Get out of my body! Old bitch!"
Ying Yue: "???"
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