vstars Chapter 188 A Shura Field in the Storage Bag, The Frozen Reunion of Two Beauties
Chapter 188 A Shura Field in the Storage Bag, The Frozen Reunion of Two Beauties
Mo Chengyue felt an extremely cold sensation on his forehead.
It was soft, mixed with a strong smell of blood.
He stood frozen in place.
Su Qingying's lips slowly parted.
Her breathing rate had become so weak that it seemed she might stop breathing at any moment.
Only those eyes that were gazing at him.
The light was surprisingly bright in the dim and damp cave.
The light was so bright that it made Mo Chengyue's heart tremble.
"Are you crazy?!"
Mo Chengyue suddenly came to his senses.
His breathing became extremely heavy and rapid.
"You think you can just take advantage and then walk away? No way!"
He grabbed Su Qingying's slender wrist.
He frantically activated the Yin-Yang Virtue Harmony Classic within his body.
The operating speed directly exceeded the safety limits of the technique.
He even recklessly mobilized the most essential Heavenly Thunder Source in the ancient Golden Elixir method.
He forcibly crushed this primordial power.
It transforms into extremely pure Yang vitality.
Following the skin barrier where the two people come into contact.
It was continuously and forcefully poured into her broken meridians.
"Sew it up for me!"
"I'm going to defy fate today!"
"I'm going to smash even the King of Hell's backers!"
Mo Chengyue gritted his teeth and frantically unleashed his primordial spiritual power.
He attempted to use this most violent method.
They went to forcibly stitch up her completely shattered dantian.
However, reality is extremely cruel.
The ironclad law of nature concerning birth, aging, sickness, and death.
It ruthlessly crushed all the obsessions of this time traveler.
That domineering primal power had just touched the fatal wound in her abdomen.
They encountered the remaining eerie green demonic poison and fragments of inner cores.
Not only did it fail to produce a curative effect.
Instead, it directly triggered an extremely strong law of repulsion.
Two completely different high-level energies collided within her body.
"Ugh—"
Su Qingying's body suddenly arched upwards.
She started coughing violently.
A large mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out of her mouth.
It all spilled onto Mo Chengyue's clothes.
Mo Chengyue's eyes were filled with horror.
He finally saw reality clearly.
This is a law-based trauma of absolute lethality.
It has completely crossed the line of life and death that he can intervene in.
Forcibly instilling higher-level essence to heal.
It was simply hastening her death.
Su Qingying collapsed weakly onto the cold stone platform.
She looked at Mo Chengyue's bloodshot eyes and his almost frantic, agitated appearance.
A pale, bloodless mouth.
But she slowly revealed an extremely poignant smile.
She struggled to lift her blood-stained right hand.
He weakly groped around in mid-air a few times.
Finally, it gently landed on the back of Mo Chengyue's hand, which was still desperately channeling spiritual energy.
Her fingers were cold.
She looked at him quietly.
He shook his head slightly.
The sound was so faint that you had to hold your breath to hear it.
But his tone was one of absolute calm.
"That's enough..."
"Little White Dragon".
"Don't waste your potential."
"I know it myself..."
"This body... cannot be kept."
Mo Chengyue's eyes twitched violently.
"Shut up!"
"Get a clear picture of the current situation."
"I forcibly saved your life; you belong to me!"
"If I don't agree, you don't even have the right to die on the spot!"
He tried to shake off her hand and continue channeling his spiritual energy.
But Su Qingying forcefully pulled her right hand back.
She ignored the deadly, still-bleeding hole in her abdomen.
Fingertips slowly traced the edge of the stone platform.
Finally, he touched the mid-grade spiritual artifact that had fallen to his side.
That was her natal flying sword, nurtured for many years.
The Azure Spirit Sword.
The sword seemed to sense its master's impending death.
The sword suddenly emitted a series of mournful cries.
A faint blue light appeared and disappeared on the surface of the sword blade.
Mo Chengyue watched her movements.
They thought she was experiencing a full-body spasm due to the intense pain from her wound.
This caused a loss of control over one's limbs.
He instinctively reached out his right hand.
I wanted to press down on the hilt of the sword.
To prevent the sharp blade from causing secondary injury to her in the chaos.
"Don't touch dangerous items."
Just as his palm approached the hilt of the sword.
Su Qingying suddenly flipped her slender wrist.
A domineering force, like a final burst of energy, erupted from her body.
The sharp blade of the Azure Spirit Sword drew a chilling line of light in mid-air.
This light showed no mercy.
It directly sliced open Mo Chengyue's unsuspecting right palm.
The skin and flesh rolled up.
Bright red, scalding blood gushed out instantly.
Mo Chengyue froze on the spot.
He stared in shock at her sudden and hurtful act.
"What are you doing?"
"Would she still murder her husband at a time like this?"
Su Qingying gave him no chance to retaliate.
There was no room for him to back down.
She gripped the sword hilt tightly.
He began to rapidly recite extremely obscure ancient incantations.
Those syllables are ancient and obscure.
It does not belong to any school of the Hehuan sect today.
As the incantation continues to be activated.
The azure light on the Azure Spirit Sword instantly intensified.
The originally cold, metallic blade.
It frantically devoured the blood dripping from Mo Chengyue's palm.
This devouring power is extremely terrifying and unreasonable.
Even the ancient pure yang energy contained in his blood.
It was also forcibly pulled away along with the sword.
On the green and blue spine of the sword.
A strange and glaring dark red line of blood quickly spread out.
The bloodline moved rapidly along the sword's markings.
Integrate Mo Chengyue's original aura with the internal structure of the sword.
They were completely imprinted together.
The incantation was finished.
Su Qingying's already pale face.
It withered away rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.
She burned away the last bit of her soul within her body without reservation.
Along with that already depleted vitality.
It was transformed into a dense array of chain-like phantom patterns.
"boom!"
These array patterns carry an unwavering and resolute attitude.
It blasted directly into the ancient scabbard beside it.
"Clang."
A crisp, metallic scraping sound echoed through the cave.
She used every last bit of strength she had left.
The Jade Spirit Sword, which had been soaked with Mo Chengyue's blood.
It was shoved heavily into the scabbard.
His sharp edge was completely concealed.
The murderous aura dissipated.
All spiritual energy fluctuations were sealed away the moment the sheath was drawn in.
This is a desperate, all-consuming secret method.
Mo Chengyue's throat tightened.
He opened his mouth.
But he couldn't utter a single word.
He usually spouts nonsense without thinking.
At that moment, everything was stuck in my throat.
Su Qingying held the heavy Biling Sword in both hands.
Together with the scabbard.
She forcefully shoved him into Mo Chengyue's arms.
Her gaze became extremely terrifying and obstinate at that moment.
Staring into his eyes, which were filled with bewilderment.
A final, domineering flame ignited in his eyes.
"Listen to me carefully."
"This sword..."
"Your blood has bound my soul."
From now on.
"No one in the world but you can draw this sword."
She was panting heavily.
His voice carried a chilling obsession.
"What if in the future..."
"There is another woman who can pull it out."
That is me...
"I'll seek you out in the next life to continue our bond!"
This last message, a mixture of obsession and love.
It transformed into an absolute imprint of law.
It slammed heavily into the depths of Mo Chengyue's consciousness.
It unleashed a tremendous and unquenchable storm.
The voice just fell.
That flame burning in Su Qingying's eyes.
It's completely extinguished.
Her hands, which had been gripping the sword sheath tightly.
It has lost all its supporting forces.
It slumped limply onto the cold stone platform.
Carrying that domineering obsession that transcends life and death.
Her life was cut short.
The dark cave fell silent.
Mo Chengyue remained in a half-kneeling position.
He held her body, which was gradually losing its warmth, in his arms.
He gripped the heavy Azure Spirit Sword tightly in his hand.
He sat there for a long time, lost in thought.
That domineering curse kept echoing in my mind.
"You all like to play the death escape trick, don't you?"
"OK."
"You're all trying to pin the blame on me."
"Do you really think my ancient golden elixir is a shelter?"
He murmured softly.
Silently, he took out a top-tier ice-sealing talisman from his pocket.
The talisman emanating an extremely cold aura.
It was firmly placed on her smooth forehead.
A thin layer of frost spread rapidly.
It perfectly captured her stunning yet blood-stained face.
Then.
He solemnly opened the high-level storage bag that he had always kept close to his body.
He cradled Su Qingying's body in his hands.
She was placed into the storage bag.
It was gently placed beside Yu Jianhuan, who was already lying quietly inside.