Chapter 130: Blood of contract

Then the heat slowly infiltrated her flesh, baked and burned, as if she would burn her to ashes at any time.
There was a painful voice in the mouth of Quxi, and the brows were wrinkled tightly. The painful pain caused her to start to struggle, and her throat was almost unable to contain the screaming scream.
Just at the moment she couldn't bear it, suddenly, there was a cold spring that infiltrated her lips, from her throat into the internal organs, and instantly spread to the whole body.
So comfortable, so cool, I want more and more!
Tunxi couldn't help but sigh with a comfortable sigh. His hands instinctively held out and hugged something, and his mouth made a low-pitched voice, hard, just to get more ice springs.
The next moment, Tunxi felt that his arms were suddenly tightened, as if to embed her in the body. The original gentle touch of the lips, like a feeding, turned into a fanatical siege.
In the cold spring, it slowly infiltrated into the crazy heat, but this kind of fieryness is not painful, but it makes people more and more indulgent and more and more unable to extricate themselves.
The Suixi and Nangong Temples, which were in the fiery heat, were not found. As the violent fire power was neutralized by the blood of Yin, the essence of Yuanyang fruit began to be absorbed by Dantian of Tunxi.
In the dry dan dantian, which was locked up by the weird seal, there was a huge spiritual vortex running. As the vortex grew faster, the glaring white light burst from the body of the brook, and then spread toward the vast world.
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The faint smell spread along the cracks of the door. The three dragons, Suzaku and Baihu, who were standing at the door of the bedroom, suddenly changed their faces and caught their chests.
The spiritual power of the three people is a rush, and the blood of the heart is rushing, as if to fly indoors.
Suzaku’s face was once again distorted, and he said:
It’s the master, the master is treating the monk with his own blood!!

They are all people who have signed a master-slave contract with Pluto. The masters are strong and strong, and they can feel even if they are thousands of miles away.
The blood of the warrior, also known as the blood of the heart, represents the life of a person. The master gave his blood to Tunxi, and he gave her the birthday and the air.
The faces of the three people became extremely ugly. When looking at the closed door, the eyes were full of worry and anger.
Suzaku screamed at Qinglong: "Qinglong, do you know what the main son lost at this time? What is the meaning of losing the blood at this time? When the disease is about to arrive, if the master loses it, it will not be able to survive. You are now Still want to stop us? Don't let me go in and kill the monk!"
Qinglong’s face showed a struggling look, and the eyebrows were full of pain. The hand holding the sword was a violent violent process, and the bones creaked.
Suzaku still wants to talk again, and suddenly several figures in the sky landed quickly.
When the people came to a standstill, they rushed over to the three people. The loud voice: "I feel that the main son is losing luck, the blood of the contract is boiling, what happened to the master?"
The people who came were the other contract servants of Nangong Temple who were closest to Yanjing City: Xuanwu, unintentional and unintentional.
When Suzaku saw no heart and no desire, she couldn’t help but cry. "The big brother, the unintentional brother, the master is now inside, using his own blood to save a mortal woman. But, but immediately when the master is sick, If I don’t stop and treat the master, I’m really afraid of the master... I’m afraid of the master... oh...