Chapter 395: Magic repair reproduction

Nangong Lianxi...
Liang Yin opened his eyes wide in shock, and froze in place.
At the moment when Nangong Lianxi was about to fall to the ground. He hurried to the ground and hugged Nangong Lianxi, who was about to hit the ground, into his arms.
"Nangong Lianxi! Nangong Lianxi!"
Liang Yin hugged the man in his arms, his face full of panic.
The warm blood wetted her palm.
Thinking of the scene that was just penetrated, Liang Yin panicked and frightened.
She was afraid... to lose him!
A loud bang! The snow monster just pierced through Nangong Lianxi's chest, and was instantly killed by Luo Qianran and Bai Jingyan, who came up quickly.
"Nangong Lianxi! Don't scare me!"
Cold snow, warm blood. The feeling of falling on Liang Yin’s palm at this moment is like a sharp sword piercing her chest.
She would rather hurt herself than Nangong Lianxi.
The tears fell on the snow like a broken wire.
The sweet smell of blood in the air made her nervous to the extreme.
Just when Liang Yin was extremely worried and afraid, Nangong Lianxi, who was seriously injured, weakly embraced Liang Yin in his arms: "Yin'er...I'm fine, don't cry, you are sad, I will feel heartache..."
Before Nangong Lianxi's voice fell, he slid down directly holding Liangyin's palm.
Before Liang Yin was happy in the future, he saw the man gradually closing his eyes.
"Nangong Lianxi!"
Her pupils shrank suddenly, and her heart seemed to be pinched suddenly, almost trembling in pain.
"Nangong Lianxi, Nangong Lianxi, don't scare me!"
"Fourth Junior Brother! Hurry up, swallow this life renewal pill for Junior Junior Brother!"
Standing on the side, Bai Jingyan quickly poured the pill that he had just taken out into Liang Yin's hands.
Liang Yin quickly took the pill and stuffed it into Nangong Lianxi's mouth.
But Nangong Lianxi, who had lost consciousness at this time, couldn't swallow the medicine at all.
In a panic, Liang Yin directly stuffed the pill into his mouth, chewed the bitter pill, bowed his head, and fed it into Nangong Lianxi's mouth.
Luo Qianran and Bai Jingyan who stood by saw this scene, their eyes widened in shock.
But for the present plan, there is only this way, and neither of them thinks much...
The wind and snow rustled down. The wind and snow have not stopped for many days.
Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are covered by snow. A vast expanse of whiteness.
Inside Xuantianzong. Liang Yin carried the hot soup and porridge into the half-open room.
"Yin'er, I'm almost done, you don't have to go to serve me every time."
Nangong Lianxi, who was sitting on the side of the bed, looked at the girl who put the soup and porridge on the side table.
The big water eyes are filled with distress, but more gentle and happy smiles.
Nangong Lianxi did not expect that Liangyin would be so good to him after he was injured.
If it wasn't for the fear of being hurt and dragging Liangyin down, Nangong Lianxi had really thought about it. It would be better to keep getting hurt and let Liangyin always care about his thoughts.
"You take care of yourself, I don't want to owe you favors."
Liang Yin pretended to be upset and puffed his cheeks, picked up the soup and porridge on the table, took a spoonful, put it in his mouth and blew it, and handed it to Nangong Lianxi.
Nangong Lianxi looked down, looking at the steaming white soup and congee in front of him, slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, and looked up at the girl who was close at hand. The squishy eyes were full of nostalgia.
The soup, porridge and rice in the air are very ordinary, but now, he feels like he has the best delicacy in the world.
Nangong Lianxi ate the soup and porridge that was fed with cool sound, the atmosphere in the room was quiet and happy.
And all this fell into the eyes of the man standing outside the door.
In the hallway, a man with bright and long silver hair like snow, long and narrow peach eyes, bewitching the world.
It's just the expression in the man's eyes that is extremely painful.
The man wore a white fox fur today, and his pale skin was like fat.
The man pressed the corners of his bright red mouth, suddenly turned his head, Luo Ji left.
Under the wind and snow, the man's figure was so lonely.
Luo Liangyin, what is he better than the deity?
Even though the reincarnation of a thousand generations can't escape the fateful arrangement.
...
At this time, he was in the room, drinking the cool sound of soup and porridge for Nangong Lianxi. Naturally, I don't know, Situ Ye just came here.
For Liang Yin, Nangong Lianxi nearly lost her life twice to save her a few days ago.
She owed Nangong Lianxi too much, and she wanted to make up as much as she could.
Liang Yin was with Nangong Lianxi all day. For Nangong Lianxi, these days may be his happiest days.
For Situ Ye, this is exactly a kind of torture.
From time to time, he could hear from Bai Jingyan how distressed he was to take care of Nangong Lianxi.
In a blink of an eye, it was night.
Liang Yin, as usual, was about to go to bed, but at the moment she walked to the bed, she felt her heart stagnate, and the palpitations made her fall directly on the ground.
The sharp tingling sensation spread in the chest cavity, the kind of suffocation that can't breathe, tightly surround her.
She gently pressed her chest, panting, her white forehead was overflowing with cold sweat.
Oops! Her congenital short-lived disease. It's going to happen again!
At this moment, Liang Yin remembered what Mo Xiu had said to her before pulling her into the divine consciousness space.
With her current vitality, she couldn't survive the moment when the mysterious realm of Xuan Tianzong opened to win the spirit treasure.
It is very difficult to obtain the essence and blood of the Evil Monarch Sect Master's heart unless he swallows the heart and blood of the Evil Monarch Sect Master.
Liang Yin originally thought that after a while, waiting for his cultivation to improve, he would go to the evil monarch's gate to obtain the blood of the evil monarch's heart.
However, he did not expect that his body was actually so bad.
It won't even work until her cultivation base is diligent.
Just when Liang Yin was so dizzy with pain, he was in front of him. Suddenly a large amount of black mist appeared.
The thick black mist, with lifelessness, grew thicker and thicker. With a horrible sense of palpitations.
And just as the black air gradually dissipated, a man wearing an ink-colored gold-rimmed robe appeared in front of her.
The man’s black hair is like black ink and his feet are stomped almost vertically. The man’s figure is tall, and his long hair that stoms down is enough to see how long his hair is.
The most striking thing is not the man's hair, but the man's appearance.
The man's pale complexion, handsome eyebrows and sharp eyebrows are daunting.
The man's pupils are purple, the forest is cold, and the emotionless eyes make people feel numb at the first glance.
Under the tall nose. The thin lips are dark purple.
A man who is like a poppy is daunting, but he can't help sinking when he sees it.
The man should be handsome and unparalleled, but on his right cheek, there is a large black magic pattern spreading from his neck to the entire right cheek.
If it is placed on the face of an ordinary person, it must be extremely ugly, but on the face of a man, it is not only not ugly, but also adds a touch of coquettish beauty.
The man looked at Liang Yin displeasedly, and suddenly stretched out his hand, his slender fingers directly held Liang Yin's wrist, and he shook the cool noise in the chaos. Pulled up.
"It's really useless, I need to take care of everything."
Liang Yin was directly loaded into the man's arms, and her mind was sober for a moment, but the tingling sensation in her chest continued to stimulate her nerves.　　 "What do you want to do..." Liang Yin pressed her temple, and before the voice fell, the man suddenly bowed his head and blocked her mouth.