blood contract

Its roots are like countless tentacles, constantly extending and spreading deep into the ground, weaving and crisscrossing underground, as if they want to grasp the entire earth in their hands.

As the tree roots spread, bursts of "click" sounds were made from the ground from time to time, which was the cracking sound made by the earth being stretched open. These sounds echoed in the air like muffled thunder,

As if it has reached the limit of the white crow, there is no longer any sound from the ground, and the tree body has stopped growing. Every branch drooped as if lacking water, looking extremely wilted and weak.

Lingling knew that Bai Ya had not been able to find Om Da.

"Girl, don't worry! Omda is your natal treasure. If you are fine, it means it is fine too!" Shan Ji said seriously.

"Yeah." Lingling suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and nodded.

After a long time, Lingling did not feel any discomfort or backlash on his body. In other words, Omda was not in any danger, otherwise he would definitely have sensed it or even be seriously injured.

Then, what was he taken away by, and what was its purpose? Where did it go again?

… …

Above the sky, a waning moon seemed to be dyed red with blood. The bloody moonlight fell on the earth, as if it had covered the whole world with a scarlet veil.

In a ruined temple, Mu Qihua Le was leaning against the corner. His peerless face was now marred by a hideous scar.

His eyes were empty, and he stared up at the boundless starry sky outside the hole in the roof in confusion, as if he had lost his soul, and Lingling in his arms also had his eyes wide open, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The two men were covered in bruises, their robes were in tatters, and the damaged areas on their bodies were all traces of the battle. There are still faint fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from some wounds, which is obviously caused by the attack of powerful spiritual soldiers.

The war with the Demon Spirit Tribe has lasted for hundreds of years, and they have been tortured to pieces.

I don’t know how many former classmates and like-minded Taoists have fallen into the world. Now, the only living person beside him, Lingling, was seriously injured and in a coma, and his life was in danger.

He was frightened and blamed himself when he thought of the scene where Lingling burned his life essence and blood to fight to the death with the sixth-level Dzogchen monks to protect the team from escaping from the enemy camp.

Although he succeeded in leapfrogging and killing the enemy general, and the team members also successfully escaped, and he also took Lingling to escape from several regions of the star sea, her life was already in danger at this time.

"Cough cough..."

A soft cough brought Mu Qihua Le out of his thoughts.

There seemed to be light in his eyes, and he said slightly excitedly: "Great, you finally woke up?"

Lingling's eyelids moved a few times, but he still couldn't open them. He just said in a very weak voice: "I'm sorry for the pain."

"What are you talking about? Didn't we make an agreement to live together?" Mu Qihua Le shook his head, his eyes slightly red, trying his best to suppress his choked voice,

"You can stand up to me! We agreed that after the war is over, we will see all the beautiful scenery in the world and drink all the fine wines in the world..."

Lingling raised the corners of her lips and smiled, about to say something, but her head tilted and she fainted again.

"Ling, Ling..." Mu Qihua Le called out nervously, clasping his hand on Lingling's wrist and frowning instantly.

Bang!

He clenched his fingers and punched the ground hard, "It's all useless to me. If, if I were stronger, you wouldn't have to burn your life essence and blood..."

This war was protracted and the losses were huge. The competition for spiritual material resources in various regions was extremely fierce, and the spiritual sources in the world were gradually exhausted.

At this moment, the two of them didn't even have a low-grade healing elixir on their bodies. If there were pills in his body, Lingling wouldn't be so weak.

Hundreds of years of relying on each other and accompanying each other have made it difficult for the two to part ways like family.

Mu Qihua Le did not dare to think about how he would face the long and lonely years after losing Lingling.

Snapped!

He slapped himself and murmured to himself: "What are you thinking about? I will never let anything happen to Ling'er. The most important thing now is to get some healing pills for Ling'er as soon as possible?"

But where can I find it in these barren mountains and ridges?

While I was thinking about it, a cold voice sounded in the sky, "Oh...it turns out there are two mice hiding here!"

"Hahaha...yes. Boss, now we have some merit again!"

Mu Qihua Lehu's body trembled and he looked up into the air.

I didn't expect that I would be found by the enemy even though I was hiding so secretly!

At a glance, there were six monks from the Demon Spirit Clan. They were all in the middle stage of the Fourth Realm, and the leader was in the late stage of the Fourth Realm.

Fortunately, even though their cultivation levels are not as good as his, he can still deal with six people.

Then, he sneered, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: He came just in time, he was worried about where to find the elixirs, they must have a lot of elixirs on them!

… …

Inside a festive wedding room with a double happiness sticker.

The soft and warm candlelight exudes a unique and charming atmosphere under the red fragrant gauze tent.

There are exquisite double happiness words posted on the walls; gorgeous bedding spread on the bed; wine, pastries and delicacies on the table... Everywhere you look, in this wedding room, every detail reveals the love for the couple. Deep wishes and endless blessings.

"Come here, someone is robbing a civilian man! Ah...cough cough cough cough cough..."

Damian was dressed in Jifu, his hands and feet were tied to the bed, unable to move.

"I'm going to tie it up so tightly and kill the pig! Hey, hey, can anyone hear me? Someone please take care of me... Hey, at any rate, I am also the groom's officer, how can you treat me like this? What?...Hey, is anyone here? Is anyone dead...Mad, it’s better to rely on yourself than to rely on others..."

The happy sounds from outside kept coming into the house, but no one answered him even after he called for a whole day.

After being trapped here for five years, every time I think about it, I feel a burst of pain in my heart.

Not only was he unable to find a way out of the city, but he was also unable to fly in the air. He also had to endure the harassment of this rough woman at all times.

He has been on the run for many years, and she has been chasing him for many years.

No matter where he fled or where he hid, this woman always seemed to find a way to find him. No, just a few days ago, he fell into her hands without paying attention.

"Ms. sir! I'm coming!"

The word "husband" almost sent Damian away.

The hairs all over his body stood up, and his head mechanically turned towards the door. He looked at Dong Ruhua, the uncle of King Kong, who closed the door and walked towards him with a look of fear.

"You... Hey... Dong Ruhua, let me go quickly. Do you know that you are committing a crime?"

"Crime?" Dong Ruhua was startled, then smiled and said: "My husband is joking!"

"Which of your eyes are looking at me? I'm joking. You are robbing men and forcing girls into prostitution... It's a heinous crime. Do you understand? You are still the governor here. Is it possible that you know the law and break it?"

"...What are you talking about, sir? You and I are just continuing what we left unfinished that night."

"That night? ... Which night? Dong Ruhua, don't talk nonsense. I don't believe you! I can..."

"Shh..." At this time, Dong Ruhua was already sitting on the edge of the bed, putting a thick finger on Damian's mouth.