"It's useless to think too much." He answered without any fluctuations in his voice, which shows that he really didn't bother to think about it.

"That's right. The most urgent thing is to save your life." Gongyilin smiled slightly, and the little bird looked at him with black bean eyes. For the first time, he found that this person actually had a dimple on his left cheek. Gongyilin used to smile often, but with The calculating smile made people feel defensive, so they ignored this dimple.Frankly speaking, it looks kind of cute when you look closely.

The dragon marrow exuding an infinite bloody smell appeared out of nowhere in the palm of his hand, Gong Yilin said, "According to what that person said, refining it will be of great benefit to you."

The little bird was about to hook it with its claws, but the latter said "wait".

"I don't have anything to trade with you." Apparently he thought that Gong Yilin wanted to exchange treasures for dragon marrow.

"The black dragon's marrow is extracted alive, and it must be filled with overwhelming anger and murderous aura. This dragon marrow contains infinite evil spirit. If you were not afraid of it in your heyday, but now that your cultivation base is sealed, if you accidentally refine it forcibly Will explode and die."

"It's just a dragon's marrow, I have my own way."

Gong Yilin, "Actually, you are a stubborn duck, aren't you?"

Although I don't know what I'm talking about, I always feel like sending him away, little bird, "Crazy talk."

Before the wings greeted his face, Gong Yilin quickly dodged away, muttering, 'The dead duck has a hard mouth. '

Put the drunk teacup in the middle, a sharp dagger cuts the skin of the arm without muddy, a deep wound appeared immediately, using the cup as a container, the blood quickly filled the whole cup, originally held in the public instrument The dragon marrow in Lin's hand suddenly trembled slightly, slipped out of his hand, and drank the blood in the cup in the blink of an eye.

"What are you doing?"

"Small investment," Gongyilin didn't stop the bleeding, and let the blood stay in the cup. In less than ten breaths, three cups full of blood had been sucked dry by the dragon's marrow. As a large amount of blood flowed out, Gongyilin's expression also changed Gradually pale, "My blood is full of death energy, which can just restrain the evil spirit in the dragon's marrow. When the two are balanced, it will be easy for you to refine."

The little bird was startled, and then said: "Mind your own business."

Gongyilin hooked his thin lips that had lost all blood, "It's a small investment. If you successfully refine the dragon marrow, you can at least recover half of your strength. Isn't it more than enough to protect me as a little Sanxian?"

In fact, his efforts were not in vain. The bloody smell of dragon marrow fused with Gongyilin's blood lingered. The blood was restored on the bed.

Sensing a line of sight lingering on him, Gong Yilin opened his eyes and moved his little finger slightly, "If you are moved, you can provide me with some of your energy to help me recover quickly."

Evil eyes, frivolous demeanor.The little bird shook her head, and the slight goodwill that had just risen in her heart disappeared.

Dragon marrow is indeed a rare treasure. In ancient times, many great powers teamed up to kill a giant dragon in the East China Sea, and ate its marrow to help them cultivate.Leaving aside the results, it can be seen that the dragon marrow is very attractive to monks, and after only a short refinement, one can already feel majestic power surging in the body.

Hot, irritable, angry, relying on the continuous power in the body, it is a completely different feeling from the cultivation in the body. If the previous cultivation is compared to a calm lake, then now it is a boiling sea of ​​fire.The restored cultivation was circulating in his body, and the boiling sea of ​​flames could not stop roaring, as if tearing his body apart.

"Gongyilin, change, it will cause catastrophe in the future."

A majestic voice sounded in his head, and Qinghe remembered that this voice was the voice that killed the black dragon elegant scholar that day.

"Don't be surprised, I left a wisp of spiritual consciousness just to tell you, for the sake of the peace of the cultivation world, this person must not be left behind."

According to the power of a refined scholar, he must have been a supreme person during his lifetime, and he would not lie about this kind of thing. If there is a catastrophe in the cultivation world, Tian Tianyuan must bear the brunt of it.Qinghe closed his eyes again and continued refining without being affected by the voice.

"You don't shoot? He is seriously injured now, and he is not your opponent at all."

"If he does something that harms the sect, I will take action to suppress it. For the rest, I don't need others to teach me how to do it." Qinghe's mind is very calm, and he refines it with this remaining spiritual consciousness.

"That kid is not as easy to deal with as you think." Feeling that he was about to be annihilated, the refined scholar's voice gradually faded, "Forget it, I didn't make a move at the beginning, probably God's will."

As soon as the words fell, the remaining spiritual consciousness completely disappeared.

At the same time, Gongyilin on the bed had almost recovered, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a faint phantom of a huge Kunpeng behind the little bird, raising his neck and roaring.

"It seems that the refinement has been successful." Since leaving Tianyuan, Kunpeng has never turned into a human in front of people, and made two inadvertent voices, which Gongyilin just felt familiar.The dragon marrow has been soaked in his own blood and fused with Kunpeng. Even if he turns into a human in the future, Gongyilin will be able to feel his own breath and recognize it at a glance.

After thoroughly refining the dragon marrow, the black bean eyes, which were still a little childish, were bright, and when they looked up, they saw Gong Yilin rubbing his hands excitedly.

"What are you thinking?"

Feeling complacent about his layout, Gong Yilin replied without thinking: "Of course, if things go well in a while, you can take off your vest."

Maybe someone you know.

A gust of wind swept in, whistling past Gong Yilin's body, hitting Xuan'er, the tea set on the table shattered to the ground, Gong Yilin felt a chill from his body, bowed his head again, and only put down one Torn underclothes.

Gong Yilin had a bitter face, "When I said taking off your vest, I definitely didn't mean to take off your clothes or pluck your hair, trust me!"

The pure white wings were raised again, and Gong Yilin was shocked to protect the only piece of clothing left.

"Mr. Gongyi." At the very moment, there was a knock on the door.

The little bird took a look at Gongyilin and folded its wings. Gongyilin heaved a sigh of relief and went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was the man he had rescued before. Looking at the mess on the ground, and seeing Gongyi Lin naked, the man was stunned.

Gongyilin calmly straightened out the broken clothes, "What's the matter?"

The man swallowed his saliva and swallowed all the questions, "Your Majesty is competing with others in the martial arts field, do you want to go and see together?"

"Alright." Gong Yilin looked at him, "But before that, can I borrow a set of clothes?"

"Of course," the man said immediately, "There are a lot in Curry. I'll ask the servant girl to bring them to you."

"It's better to be thicker, it can withstand the storm and block the claws."

"..." The man looked at him in surprise, "Well, the clothes will be delivered soon, and I suddenly remembered that I have something to do, so excuse me." Before he finished speaking, he turned and left in a hurry.

Gong Yilin looked at his figure walking away, shook his head and sighed: "It seems that the work in the palace is not leisurely, everyone is racing against time to live."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Gong Yilin: I swear, I will never say the word 'off' to you again.

Qinghe: Forgive you reluctantly.

Gong Yilin: Come on, dear, let me take off your vest.

Qinghe: ...

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