After the full-level boss dressed as a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

"Is there any way to get rid of the demon energy?" Chu Hanyue only knew one method, but she didn't really want to practice it.

Mu Lingyun approached him, his pupils were bloodshot: "You know the solution, but you still ask me? Your secret technique is the best tool to capture energy and spirit."

While speaking, he has set up a spiritual barrier to cover the breath.

Saving people is the most important thing, Chu Hanyue can only put aside all worries, sit down cross-legged, mobilize her mental strength, and touch Mu Lingyun.

The tentacles of mental power did not spread too far, and even hit the point as soon as they left the body.

Mu Lingyun squatted halfway in front of him, lowered his head slightly, pressed his hand on the back of his neck lightly, pressed his head against his opponent's, and exhaled a mouthful of magic energy at a very close distance.

The scorching breath sprayed on the lips, and the mental power immediately spread its teeth and claws to form a small net, catching the heat and grabbing it in a small space.

A steady stream of devilish energy poured out, no longer just from the mouth, but from the nose, eyes, and even the limbs, all of which flowed outward continuously, rushing towards Chu Hanyue's whole body, enveloping him tightly.

Chu Hanyue didn't open her eyes, and "seeed" through the mental power lingering around her body that Mu Lingyun had changed into the strange appearance when she was at the bottom of the mine again.The magic energy he used for perception can be controlled to be extremely weak, as invisible as spiritual power, and even the magic-detecting aura cannot be detected.

But once the demonic energy is strong, the whole person is like being thrown into a painting with splashed ink, the brow bones are like peaks, the seams of lips are like valleys, and the only pupils shining red in the black air are like dormant beasts. , staring closely at the prey, ready to go.

Chu Hanyue, who was regarded as a "prey", stretched out two extremely fine spiritual forces, stabbed at those eyes, did not speak, but warned with actions: "Look again and poke you blind."

"Okay, don't watch." Mu Lingyun closed his eyes obediently, but at the same time, the devilish energy became unstable, hitting all parts of his body violently.

There was a sudden itching in both ears, and a touch more ecstasy than picking ears made Chu Hanyue shudder, and then waved out her mental power, silently slapping the flying devil energy.

"I can't see it, it's hard to control it..." Mu Lingyun murmured, leaning forward, with the tip of his nose pressed against it, "Come closer, don't make any mistakes."

Without showing any weakness, Chu Hanyue pressed her forehead forward, trying to use her forehead instead of a palm, to crush Mo Mo's unscrupulous brain.

The biggest trouble, who else but him!

However, Mu Lingyun suddenly backed away slightly, the energy collected was enough, and Chu Hanyue was concentrating on concentrating what he had collected, when he lost the fulcrum on his forehead, before he recovered his strength, he suddenly lost his center of gravity, leaped forward, and the forward trend stopped instantly.

The warm thing on the lips is not soft to the touch, a bit like the orange petals just picked in autumn, it seems to be a sweet and greasy thing.

Mu Motou must have brought some food and put it in his mouth.

Chu Hanyue opened her eyes, and was about to read the content clearly before deciding whether to enjoy the face or not, but saw a pair of red eyes gradually fading, but the hunting intent remained undiminished, and the eyes with a deep smile were close at hand.

Mu Lingyun tilted his head slightly, precisely staggered the straight bridges of their noses, took the food called lips, and greeted Chu Hanyue's taste.

Chu Hanyue was not interested in this thing at all, and immediately retracted her imagination about the orange petals, suddenly raised her head, and slapped Mu Mo's head fiercely: "You die!"

"How can you blame me? Hanyue said she wouldn't let me see it, so I closed my eyes, but I couldn't see it. Some bumps and bumps are inevitable." Mu Lingyun had an innocent face, but his smiling eyes were full of success, and he poked with his finger The magic energy that has gathered into several balls of cotton wool and is firmly bound by spiritual power, floating in mid-air, "Let's deal with it quickly."

Chu Hanyue probed the boundary of the mustard bag, and took out the refining furnace: "It's me, not us."

The refining furnace slammed on the ground, and the lid jumped. Chu Hanyue opened the furnace, and threw a few balls of devil's products into it as if discouraged: "Fire."

Mu Lingyun sent out spiritual fire from his fingertips, and the refining furnace blazed up, scorching the devilish energy flowing through Mu Ling's blood.

"Hanyue, don't be angry." Mu Lingyun leaned against him, ignoring the repeated warnings from the Immortal League before he came, and pulled out a sprig of spirit grass, and swept it on Chu Hanyue's face, "I know I was wrong, next time I will definitely Pay attention!" Pay attention to let the two kiss more firmly.

Chu Hanyue glanced at him, and subconsciously felt that the words behind the attention were definitely not serious, so she gave him a slap in the face, wiped the lips stained by the devil, and didn't look at anyone again.

"Look, it's all red." Mu Lingyun rubbed her hands full of grass juice and touched Chu Hanyue's lips, "I'll make amends and apply some cooling medicine for you."

Chu Hanyue split the salty pig's hand with a knife in one hand: "Assistance, alchemy." This devil is even more messy when he is idle.

With the cooperation of the two strands of spiritual power, a medicinal pill shaped like an inner alchemy was released fifteen minutes later.

"Aren't you angry?" Mu Lingyun gave up the half-dried grass juice in his hand, and while Chu Hanyue was calming down, he finally managed to wipe it on his lips, "I'll give you the medicine."

Chu Hanyue hastily turned her head to avoid it, brushed her big hand across her cheeks, rubbed half of her face with the bright green grass juice, raised her hand, did not put down her wide sleeves, and clasped Mu Lingyun's elbows loosely above the sleeves. After wiping her face with cloth on her arm, Chu Hanyue walked away with the pill without giving him a glance.

Dali kept whispering comforting words in Xiao Wu's ear, while Yan Hao guarded the place where Chu and Mu left, prying cautiously to prevent other people, such as Yu Changsheng, from appearing, lest the young master's secret be discovered.Yu Changsheng was honest this time. During the period, the jade card came through sound transmission once, and Chu Hanyue briefly replied, "Stay where you are", and he didn't bother him anymore.

Xiao Wu's berserk symptoms had already weakened, and he was lying on his back on the ground, listening to Da Li talking non-stop, tears also gushing, forming two puddles on the grass.

Chu Hanyue walked to his head, cleared her throat, expelled the unfriendly tone towards the demon just now, and softened her voice as much as possible.

Although there is still a long way to go with Wen Rou: "Xiao Wu, we have a treatment plan, and we will definitely be able to cure you, but the process is very painful."

When Xiao Wu heard the first half of the sentence, his tears stopped for a moment, and when he heard the second half, the tears became more fierce, but he still nodded his head, which is a bit too big for a child, and made an inexplicable sound.

"Xiao Wu, don't worry, the brothers are very powerful, if they say they can be cured, they will definitely be cured!" Dali's words undoubtedly comforted Xiao Wu, and he nodded again.

"Da Li, no matter what you see for a while, don't say anything." Chu Hanyue said.

Staring at the intertwined black and white spirit rope for so long, Da Li felt something more or less, and nodded heavily: "I know, anyway, no matter how outrageous it is, brother is a good person."

The outrageous demon put his palm on Xiao Wu's mouth: "Let's start."

Chu Hanyue nodded, and also put her palm up, and felt that it was not safe enough at the height of half an inch from the back of Mu Lingyun's hand, so she moved it down half an inch.

Platinum spiritual power emanated from the palm, passed through Mu Lingyun's palm, entangled with the black devil energy, and flowed into Xiao Wu's mouth.

The distribution of the human body's spiritual veins is an introductory lesson that Chu Hanyue taught countless times in her previous life. The spiritual power is wrapped in the confluence of spirits and demons to lead the way, and it is transferred from the mouth to the spiritual veins, and pushed inch by inch, so that the spiritual veins are covered by demonic energy.

This process is very painful, just like in a waking state, the blood is taken out, and a liquid that is repelled by the human body is injected.

Xiao Wu struggled violently, but his whole body was bound, Yan Hao pressed his head, and Da Li simply sat on his chest and pressed down, unable to move at all, and could only shed tears like a waterfall.

The body becomes larger, and the spiritual veins are stretched like the physical body, and the process of moving the magic energy must be precise, and it cannot go astray.

If the blood was injured, there would be no cure for it. It took more than half an hour for this process to finally end.

Xiao Wu no longer had the strength to struggle, his pupils dilated under the erosion of the demonic energy, his whole body was lifeless, tears flowed backwards and merged into a small river under his head.

Chu Hanyue fed him the imitation inner alchemy very quickly, and pushed it with a weak spiritual power to speed up the absorption.After a cup of tea, Xiao Wu's face finally returned to blood color, and his body seemed to shrink, shrinking round and round at a speed visible to the naked eye, until he returned to the appearance of a child smaller than a carp.The overstretched skin was stacked together, and the body was too thin, as if wrinkled and attached directly to the bones.

The body returned to its original size, but the four extra arms and two feet were still hanging on the body, the spirit rope was removed, and Xiao Wu lay in the river where he cried.

Weakly moving, those eyes blurred by the uncontrollable spiritual power finally gained focus, looked at Dali, and hugged him while crying.

Xiao Wu was so out of breath from crying, he didn't stop for a long time, his breathing became more and more rapid, and gradually turned into a dying gasp.

"Brother! Brother!" Dali yelled Chu Hanyue and Mu Lingyun who were not far away, waiting for them to reminisce, "Xiao Wu is not good!"

Xiao Wu's complexion turned gray again, but it was different from when he was eroded by the devil's energy. It was a kind of gray failure with poor blood flow, as if his heart had lost its vitality.

Chu Hanyue opened his eyelids, looked at the pupils that were out of focus again, stretched out his mental power, followed the blood of the master to find the reason, and soon discovered the problem - the heart of an untrained mortal is far less powerful than a cultivator, Under the soaring body caused by the spiritual root disorder, it is already overwhelmed.

But there is spiritual power to support it, and it can still support it. Now that the spiritual power dissipates, the extra six limbs are still growing on the body. The already weak heart cannot meet the supply. If it is delayed, it will definitely die of weakness.

Xiao Wu also felt that his life was about to come to an end. With his last strength, he grabbed Chu Hanyue's little finger, as if he wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he only let out a strange ahhh sound.

Just now when the spiritual power penetrated, Chu Hanyue saw most of the broken tongue in the mouth, and the mottled scratches on the face, it is not difficult to guess that the child had no choice but to self-mutilate in order to stop his rage.

"Heh... woo..." Xiao Wu struggled to change his mouth shape, and finally squeezed out two different intermittent syllables.

"Hmm..." Dali was indeed the one who had played with him since he was a child. Everyone was at a loss. He was the only one who deduced the answer from the unrelated syllables. "Six? You mean Xiao Liu?"

Xiao Wu didn't even have the strength to nod his head. He drooped his eyelids, moved his index finger, and pointed in one direction: "Ah..."

"Which direction is Xiao Liu?" Dali asked.

Xiao Wu lowered his eyes again, as if he had completed the long-awaited task, and closed his eyes.

"Don't sleep." Chu Hanyue supported his face, woke him up, fed him the powdered Yangshen Pill, hanged his life, and said firmly, "Xiao Liu will be fine, and neither will you."

"Yu Changsheng." Chu Hanyue flicked the jade plaque quickly.

"I'm coming!" The response from the other end was very energetic, as if the soldier who had been neglected for a long time had finally won the general's favor.

But Chu Hanyue said coldly and quickly: "No need, you leave."