Kissing the Mad Demon and Cultivating Immortals

Wen Fan looked at Mo Ming weakly, someone was looking for them outside, what does it mean to ask now?This guy really has no kindness at all. If he is really useless, will he throw himself away and run away?

"You were fine last time, you want to try again this time?" Wen Fan said, gathering some strength.

"Try what? Tell me clearly..." Mo Ming asked.

"I have something that can purify the magic energy and increase the strength of the body... What you experienced last time was the feeling of the magic energy being purified...it will be very painful..." Wen Fan said simply.

"Try!" Mo Ming looked at Wen Fan and said.

"Kiss me..." Wen Fan said, seeing that Mo Ming didn't care.

Mo Ming bowed his head and kissed Wen Fan's lips again, Wen Fan agitated his cheeks as if actively responding, and gave Mo Ming some of the air in his pocket that had accumulated for a long time.

Wen Fan has not used this most primitive method for a long time since his mental power can freely control Qi.

Mo Ming absorbed some of Wen Fan's anger, his whole body tensed up, his lips trembling when he kissed Wen Fan, the veins all over his body exploded, and the hand holding Wen Fan pulled back, causing Wen Fan to be very painful.

Wen Fan wanted to remind Mo Ming not to make a sound so as not to attract people, but this worry was superfluous. Mo Ming didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but hugged Wen Fan so hard that Wen Fan felt that he was about to be strangled to death. The smell of blood began to spread, and Wen Fan was powerless to struggle, his mouth was blocked, let alone let Mo Ming leave, and he passed out after not holding on for long.

Because of that tone, Mo Ming's body changed a little, the red blood lines on his skin spread all over his body in strange lines, those qi did not remove the essence of the magic qi imprisoned by the unknown space rules in his body, but were directly absorbed by the space pressure. It quickly melted into the blood and meridians of his body, which even Wen Fan didn't expect.

After a long time, the red blood lines on Mo Ming's body disappeared, and his expression gradually became calm. He let go of Wen Fan, and clasped his hands. He felt subtle changes in his body, and his strength seemed to have increased.

Mo Ming glanced at Wen Fan who had passed out. At this time, Wen Fan's face was pale with a trace of blue, there was a congealed blood scab at the corner of his mouth, and his pretty face was full of charm. Anyone who saw him couldn't bear it.

Mo Ming didn't move at all, he lowered his head and kissed Wen Fan's lips again, sucking to get something out, but there was no response for a long time.

Mo Ming patted Wen Fan, trying to wake him up, but Wen Mo didn't respond, so Mo Ming pressed Wen Fan's acupoints, and Wen Fan woke up in pain.

Wen Fan who opened his eyes was a little confused for a moment and thought it was Wen Mo, but feeling the cold gaze, Wen Fan immediately woke up.

Seeing Wen Fan wake up, Mo Ming didn't say much, just bowed his head and kissed Wen Fan.

"Are we in a cooperative relationship now?" Wen Fan didn't give Mo Ming his anger, Mo Ming looked up at Wen Fan, and Wen Fan said calmly.

"Yes, I will protect you, your life is mine." Mo Ming nodded in promise.

"Hmm..." Wen Fan closed his eyes, Mo Ming knew how to kiss him again, Wen Fan controlled Mo Ming and gave Mo Ming some anger, this time Mo Ming was not as bad as last time, at least he controlled it, Wen Fan didn't feel as painful as before.

This absorption took another long time, and they were lucky, no one came to find them.

After a long time, the gray sky gradually dimmed, and as the sky darkened, the temperature dropped. The body without magic energy protection is only a little stronger than ordinary people, and the temperature of this mysterious space at night gradually exceeds Wen Fan's resistance, as the night deepened, the temperature continued to drop.

If it weren't for the constant body temperature from Mo Ming, Wen Fan had no doubt that at such a temperature, without warm clothes, he would definitely freeze to death.

Thinking of the clothes, Wen Fan also thought of Xiaoteng and Xiaojian. He took them out and hid them in the clothes. Who knew that the clothes were picked up by those people.I don't know if Xiaoteng and Xiaojian can still transform in this environment, and if those people can recognize their specialness. Now, his mental power can't be released, and he can't communicate with them. He can even recognize what kind of energy is around him. Come out, let alone control your breath.

Mo Ming has absorbed Wen Fan's Qi four times, and this time it is still being digested, because each time it is a small amount, Mo Ming is not too painful, and the latter has already adapted, but the slight frown shows that it is still very painful of.

Wen Fan has never encountered such a difficult situation since he cultivated immortality. He feels that now he is a paralyzed disabled person, and he was thrown into Antarctica where there are carnivorous creatures. It is really frustrating.

The discomfort in the body became more and more intense, from the cold at the beginning to the fever, it didn't take long.

Although Wen Fan hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time, the memory was still there, and he knew that this was the rhythm of a fever.It's not a good thing to be sick at this time, not to mention how to treat it, it's just that the body is a little weaker, and I don't know if I can resist this terrible space pressure.

After Mo Ming opened his eyes again and let out a long sigh of relief, he lowered his head and moved his lips on Wen Fan's cheek like an addict, looking for Wen Fan's lips to kiss him.

"I, I can't do it..." Wen Fan turned his face away and said to Mo Ming in a low voice, his voice was already hoarse, and Wen Fan knew it was a symptom of throat inflammation.I don't know if the state is too miserable at this time, it is easy to cause emotions, Wen Fan feels powerless at the same time, and at the same time misses Wen Mo terribly, his mental state is a little fragile, he is extremely dissatisfied with the attitude of the magic inscription, and the partner is dying. He didn't realize it at all. If his Mo knew about it, he wouldn't know how distressed he would be. No, with his Mo present, he wouldn't be in such a situation at all...

"What's wrong? No more?" Mo Ming asked.

"Unless I die, no...I'm sick now and need herbs, otherwise, I will die..." Wen Fan said weakly, his voice was so small that Mo Ming couldn't hear it unless he put his ear close to it.

"Why don't you use it?" Mo Ming asked.

"It doesn't work for me..." Wen Fan replied knowing what Mo Ming was talking about.

"What herb?" Mo Ming asked.

"To clear away heat and detoxify, such as Lianqingshuang, or Huoyanzhi..." Wen Fan said.

"I'll go out and have a look..." Mo Ming said after a pause, let go of Wen Fan, and left the cave.

Wen Fan didn't expect Moming to be so straightforward. It was completely dark outside. Without mental strength, night vision would be lost. It's dark and I can't see anything. How can I find it?Even if he found it, how could he touch it back?

Wen Fan had no time to say anything, the Mo Ming had disappeared.Wen Fan was not moved at all. If he hadn't used it for something, he might have to wait to die. He only hoped that the magic inscription could find something useful.

After Mo Ming left, Wen Fan's situation became even worse. His body was in the skin cave, feeling cold and numb, and his whole body was indescribably uncomfortable, from bones to flesh and skin, everything hurt, and the pressure on his lungs became more and more intense. Big, he couldn't breathe more and more, and Wen Fan's consciousness gradually became blurred. He felt that this time he had really reached a critical point, and he really couldn't do it...

If you die, you can go to Huangquan smoothly. Can you see Wen Mo?

Wen Fan thought about it for a while in a blur, and felt that death is not a bad thing. You can't find him alive, and you can find him after you die. I hope it will be easier...

Wen Fan felt as if he saw Wen Mo, he couldn't bear to see him so uncomfortable, so he came to pick him up...

"Which kind of herb do you need?" Wen Fan's body hurt when his consciousness was in a trance, and his floating consciousness fell back to his body. The surrounding area was still dark, but there was a warm body temperature coming from his body, and there was also the smell of herbs. …

"I can't see it, I picked a lot, can you feel it?" Mo Ming said to Wen Fan, leading Wen Fan's hand to touch the herb.

Wen Fan has been studying spirit grasses, magic grasses have been around for so long, you can actually touch them, but for those who have never seen them before, no matter how much you touch them, you will not be able to touch them.

Wen Fan touched a few of them, and sure enough, he didn't know them. When he touched the fourth one, Wen Fan was a little uncertain, so he asked Mo Ming to tear a small piece and smell it. He wanted to taste it, but he had no choice. Although it's just a plant, with his current physical strength, the strength of his teeth can't bite, he just licked the taste.

Even so, Wen Fan was still a little excited. He didn't expect Mo Ming to go out and pick a few at random. One of them turned out to be blood jade grass, which is rare in the world of cultivating immortals. It can detoxify and wash scriptures. It is of a high grade. The division of heaven, earth, and yellow is still at the heavenly level. In the world of cultivating immortals, Wen Fan has only heard of the existence of blood jade grass. He has read its records in the medicine scriptures. city.Wen Fan can't tell how old the blood jade grass is now, and now he has no other choice but to try this.

Among the herbs picked by Mo Ming, there was another one that Wen Fan didn't recognize for the time being, so he didn't dare to take it.

"Can you?" Mo Ming asked.

"... There is one kind that should work, but it can't be processed, it's too hard, and it can't be taken..." Wen Fan paused and said, this kind of herb has not been processed, it is like a piece of iron, Wen Fan is now weak and almost unable to hold on Physical strength can't absorb it at all. If you swallow it raw, you don't know if it will be digested, and the part that works is just the juice.

"Concocted?" Mo Ming asked.

"Extract the juice..." Wen Fan said.

"Which one?" Mo Ming asked after hearing Wen Fan's words, and took Wen Fan's hand to touch it. When Wen Fan touched the pearl herb, Mo Ming picked a few leaves and chewed them in his mouth. In order to filter out the juice, he fed it to Wen Fan with his mouth.

Forced by survival, even though it felt weird and awkward, Wen Fan had to accept it.

The liquid was pungent and bitter, and when it entered his throat, it felt like a hot stream rushed through his body. Wen Fan tried his best to endure it, but he still shivered slightly.

After Mo Ming fed Wen Fan a mouthful of medicine, he fell silent and held Wen Fan motionless.

It wasn't until the sky was slightly bright that Wen Fan gradually recovered from the feeling of dire straits, and his mind became clearer. Although his body still felt the strong spatial pressure, it was a little more relaxed than before.

Wen Fan felt the changes in his body and knew that the blood jade grass was working. He couldn't help but think of a problem. The blood jade grass can grow in the fairy world, which means that it can absorb spiritual energy and transform it into its own medicinal power.But now in this space, there is obviously no aura, and there are no basic qi that he knows that can be converted into energy and stored in the living body, but there is also qi that can be absorbed and transformed into medicinal power by the blood jade grass. , Will medicinal herb plants like blood jade grass evolve and grow after absorbing his Qi?

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Entering the stage of constantly upgrading like the beginning, I know I am more clichéd, cough...