After marrying Mr. Han, Xuanxue Xiao teased his wife and abused the wealthy family

Not only because of the passing of blood, but also because of the passing of spiritual power in the body.

Yan Luo's body is really too much!

Spiritual power can't keep up at all.

She could feel that her power was passing away at a rapid speed.

Her whole body seemed to be in the state of staying up all night and running an ultra-long marathon. She was so tired that she almost lost the strength to blink.

It seems that I will faint at any time.

"Yan Luo—"

Yan Luo felt as if he was hallucinating, and he heard Tang Mohan's voice.

But before she could react, someone grabbed her hand.

When Yan Luo turned her head, she saw Tang Mohan, who should have left a long time ago, had returned at some point, standing beside her.

Tang Mohan stared at her closely, his dark pupils almost overflowed with tension, he held Yan Luo's hand tightly, and said in a deep voice, "How are you?"

Before Yan Luo could speak, she felt that Tang Mohan's spiritual power was continuously drilling into her body.

She lowered her head, her gaze fell on Tang Mohan's hand holding her.

Yan Luo looked up at Tang Mohan again, even though he was a little embarrassed, he still said directly: "Teacher Tang, you may have to suffer a little bit."

Tang Mohan stared into her eyes, and immediately understood what she meant, so he nodded immediately.

Said nothing.

But she completely believed in Yan Luo.

Seeing this, Yan Luo breathed a sigh of relief, opened Tang Mohan's palm with the folding knife from before, and quickly made a slash.

Blood gushed out all at once.

Tang Mohan frowned almost invisibly, but other than that, he had no other expressions, just staring at Yan Luo.

Yan Luo grabbed Tang Mohan's hand with his own blood-stained hand.

In the next second, Tang Mohan felt something, like an undercurrent, shuttled between the two of them.

"You come with me—"

At this moment, Yan Luo spoke in a low voice.

Tang Mohan came back to his senses, and saw Yan Luo's other hand began to twist.

Tang Mohan came to his senses and followed Yan Luo's example.

This tactic is not difficult.

Tang Mohan finished it flexibly.

But once the seal was completed, Tang Mohan felt that the undercurrent between the two was speeding up.

At this moment, the hair of the two people began to move without wind.

Tang Mohan didn't know what was going on.

Yan Luo is very clear.

She used the spirit-leading formula, which had the effect of gathering spirits and circulating them. Tang Mohan's spiritual power was rapidly entering her body.

Yan Luo rested for a while, and when her Dantian Sea of ​​Consciousness was slightly filled, she quickly twisted her other hand, pressing her palm down, "Go—"

Accompanied by her low shout, a formation spell landed on the flames.

The flames expanded quite a bit all of a sudden, pressing down on the flying insects violently, and with a bang, they landed on the hillside on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Mohan felt that the ground under his feet seemed to be shaking.

He lowered his head and glanced, and saw cracks began to appear on the small slope, and it seemed that there was something more powerful inside that was about to break through the ground.

Tang Mohan couldn't help frowning, and squeezed Yan Luo's hand tightly.

Sensing his emotions, Yan Luo held his hand instead and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

Tang Mohan turned his head to look at her, still worried, "How are you?"

Yan Luo shook his head slightly, took a long breath, and pulled the corner of his lips to him, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Tang Mohan frowned.

His eyes still stayed on Yan Luo's face without blinking.

I don't know what's going on, although Yan Luo said it easily, but he didn't feel relaxed for a moment in his heart, he always felt a little uneasy.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

At this time, the cracks on the small soil slope were constantly expanding, as if it had collapsed after an earthquake.

The upper crust is completely cracked.

Yan Luo caught a glimpse of this scene, and pulled Tang Mohan back a few steps quickly.

Just as the two of them separated, Yan Luo whispered, "Cover your ears."

Before Tang Mohan could react, Yan Luo raised his hand and covered Tang Mohan's ears.

In the next second, Tang Mohan heard a bang, as if something had exploded, but the sound was a little far away.

At that moment, Yan Luo suddenly closed his eyes.

at the same time.

Director Hong led his people, and just now they ran all the way after the movement, when they heard a huge explosion, and the ground under their feet seemed to sink an inch.

"What happened here?" Director Hong looked at the dust and ashes that exploded in front of him, his face twitched.

"Where are Teacher Yan and Teacher Tang?!" The assistant director panicked.

Miao Weiying looked around quickly, and saw two figures standing in a large expanse of dust and ashes.

Miao Weiying paused, pointed his hand there, and immediately shouted: "Are they there?!"

Director Hong, the assistant director and others looked in the direction of Miao Weiying's finger, and their eyes widened vigorously.

When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the figure inside became clearer.

Director Hong and the assistant director took a closer look, couldn't they be Yan Luo and Tang Mohan?

"Yan Luo, Mo Han—"

Dao Hong was already in his heart, and he couldn't take care of much. He shouted and ran over at the same time.

The assistant director and others followed closely behind with their belongings.

Yan Luo heard Dao Hong's voice, and when he raised his head, he saw Dao Hong and others running over.

She let go of her hand and said to Tang Mohan, "Okay, it's all right."

Tang Mohan stared at her for a moment, but did not immediately look at Director Hong and the others, but at Xiaotupo before.

Before that, there were countless flying insects, and the small soil slope that flew out had been completely blown apart at this time.

Under the small slope, there is a pit about two or three meters deep, but there are many corpses piled up in it at this time.

And the bones were now covered with a layer of charred flying insect corpses, as if covered with a thick layer of ashes.

Tang Mohan's pupils shrank slightly.

"Mo Han, Yan Luo—" At this time, Director Hong led his people to run in front of the two of them. Before he saw the pit, he stared nervously at Yan Luo and Tang Mohan, looked back and forth, and asked worriedly: "Are you two okay?"

"Yeah, are you hurt?!"

Miao Weiying noticed immediately that Yan Luo and Tang Mohan had some blood on their hands.

Even Tang Mohan's earlobe was stained with some blood.

Hearing Miao Weiying's words, director Hong and the assistant director also saw those traces and became nervous.

"How did this happen?" Director Hong grasped Tang Mohan's hand, opened it, and saw a long knife mark on his palm.

Although it was not deep, the wound was a bit long, almost passing through the entire palm, and the blood was still flowing out.

Director Hong suddenly became extremely nervous, "Is there anyone with a first aid kit?!"

The assistant director immediately raised his hand, "I brought it!"

They came out to record the location, and they were all prepared to bring an ambulance or a first aid kit.

This time they ran to a remote place and the ambulance couldn't come, so they brought a first aid kit.