The man was wearing a white robe of the Xuanwu Palace disciple, and his hands and feet were all cobbled with black iron chains. He sat weakly on the ground, but his eyes were filled with hope.

He had been knocked unconscious by someone and had been here for three days. The rice had not been in, and the water had not been stained...

Finally, will someone come to save him?

He turned his head hard and looked at the hole that was slightly bright.

The woman in white came towards her back against the light, with a slim figure and a light body, like a beautiful beauty who spreads flowers and willows all the way, enjoying the scenery in spring.

The man licked his lips, and his throat, which had not been drinking for many days, was so hoarse that he smoked: "...I don't know which hall is his fellow disciple? I am Xuanshu, a disciple of Xuanwu Palace. I was accidentally framed and imprisoned here a few days ago."

"The cultivation level of the Eight Star Spirit King is not too bad, it should be enough."

Xuan Shu heard the woman talking to herself, and a hint of strangeness appeared in his tone. An ominous premonition arose in his heart, but he continued, "Can this senior sister or junior sister save me? Xuan Shu will thank you very much."

The woman in white approached and stood in front of him with a high accent. Her white skirt was stained with stars and dots of damp soil in the cave.

Following the hem of the skirt, Xuan Shu looked up at her face with great difficulty, his eyes widened like a copper bell, and his mouth was filled with horror.

This is not a beautiful beauty, it is clearly a tragic evil ghost!

Baili Canyue reached out and raised Xuan Shu's chin, and her face approached him: "It's not difficult to get down with sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes."

Xuanshu's sudden contraction of pupils reflected a deformed and distorted face, which was so ugly that it was terrifying, like a ghost!

...

The glimmer of light from the cave was projected onto two intertwined white naked bodies. The man's unbearable breathing and the woman's charming moans were intertwined for a long time.

Xuanshu was moving the original rhythm of Baili Canyue, as if he was trapped in a demonic obstacle, his eyes were dull and red.

a long time.

Xuan Shu let out a satisfied roar, and fell on Baili Canyue's body with a bang, and his head was folded into a strange arc.

“It’s really useless.”

Baili Canyue coldly pushed away the man who was dying and stood up naked.

Her appearance has returned to its beauty. If there was no corpse that had lost its life lying beside her feet, the deformed and ugly face just now seemed to be just a dream of Nan Ke.

His cultivation level soared from the middle stage of the One Star Spirit Emperor to the peak of the One Star Spirit Emperor.

"A man in the Spirit King realm is no longer of use to me now." Baili Canyue frowned in dissatisfaction, and took out a piece of clothes from the Nine Netherworld Ring and put it on.

Ming Youyou appeared, "The appearance has recovered, and it's time to suppress the fire poison next."

The Baili Cangyue walked deeper into the cave, and suddenly a woman in white robe who was also clamped by a black iron chain appeared in front of her.

The woman's temples were a little messy, but they did not damage her beauty.

The haggard pretty face was covered with a strange flush, and it was obvious that the beautiful things outside were heard throughout the whole process.

Seeing Baili Canyue approaching her step by step, the woman swallowed and scolded: "I am one of the twelve envoys of the Suzaku Palace. You haven't let me go quickly!"

"Are you a disciple of the Suzaku Palace..." Baili Canyue sneered, her face full of cruelty and fierceness, "I will kill one of you from the Ancient Heavenly Palace when you see him!"

Miaoyin was shocked and saw Baili Canyue smile strangely and stretched out her hand.

"It's hard to find a woman with the most yin and cold body, so I have to take you, the pure yin girl, to give it a moment."

...

But in a moment, the beauty turned into dry bones.

The young woman became a mummy, without blood and flesh, leaving only a layer of outer skin wrapped around the skeleton, and the shriveled dark eyeballs of her eyes were still telling the terror of death.

Baili Canyue kicked Miaoyin's shriveled body with contempt.

The internal organs in the body were burning, and the bone-eroding pain of the meridians was broken, and finally it was temporarily suppressed by the fresh flesh and blood of the pure yin daughter.

Baili Canyue's open palms tightened little by little, and clenched into fists.

"It's not the most yin and cold body, the fire poison can only be suppressed for ten days. It seems that we must get it as soon as possible-"
Chapter completed!