Quickly wear the white moonlight of crazy batches

Chapter 116: Demon Monk x Witch 29
Shan Xiasheng found itching more difficult than pain.

His eyelashes fluttered and he bit his lip.

Tortured by the itching, he was about to collapse.

That look, not to mention how soft and amiable it is.

Ye Nanjin saw him like this, smiled lowly, and whispered in his ear: "How do you feel? My lord demon monk."

Shan Xiasheng almost burst into tears.

His eyes were red, and he looked at her: "Don't, don't bully me..."

The smile in Ye Nanjin's eyes deepened: "How can this be considered bullying? I'm helping you heal. When your life is gradually approaching death, the opportunity for rebirth will appear. For the ultimate survival, no matter how uncomfortable you are now, you can't help yourself." It should be endured."

Shan Xiasheng felt aggrieved like a rabbit: "You clearly know that's not what I meant."

It's not that he can't bear the pain, but... this kind of itchy feeling makes him almost die.

Ye Nanjin cut his skin again with an obsidian knife.

"You did it on purpose." Shan Xiasheng's voice was also trembling.

Of course Ye Nanjin did it on purpose.

When she saw him for the first time and found that his pain was not pain but itching, she wanted to experience what he looked like when he was torturing him.

Looking at it now, the scene is indeed very beautiful.

With one knife after another, Shan Xiasheng gradually became blurred.

The ritual of Nirvana rebirth takes a long time.

But when the ceremony was halfway through, a ray of spiritual energy suddenly floated in the distance.

Ye Nanjin, who was in the building, sensed the breath, and also foresaw some pictures about the future in his mind. After a sneer, he flicked his fingertips, and an enchantment surrounded Shan Xiasheng's body.

Shan Xiasheng opened his eyes hazily, his misty and moist eyes looked pitiful: "What's wrong, my lord."

Ye Nanjin stroked the blood oozing from his shoulder: "Someone is going to make trouble outside, I'll go out and solve it."

Shan Xiasheng got up subconsciously: "I'm with you."

"You are already half-dead. What can you do with me if you are with me? Why don't you stay here and cultivate yourself, and strengthen your spiritual power. In this way, your chances of returning to your soul will increase when you are reborn. .”

The ceremony does not have a 100% success rate, so in order for the result to be perfect in the end, Shan Xiasheng should make more preparations at this moment, which can also increase the success rate.

Shan Xiasheng looked at her worriedly.

Ye Nanjin leaned over, raised his chin, and kissed his lips: "Don't be afraid, I will come back safely."

With her ability, those Taoist priests can't hurt her at all.

Ye Nanjin left the small building, and when she went out, she saw Bai Lu anxiously preparing to knock on the door.

Seeing Ye Nanjin come out, Bai Lu held her hand anxiously: "Sister, the Taoist priests and witches from Taoist Mountain have controlled Xi Fan, and they are going to attack you here now, so hurry up."

Bai Lu would call her sister, which Ye Nanjin did not expect.

But she wasn't offended either.

Raising his hand and patting the back of Bai Lu's hand, Ye Nanjin said softly, "There's no need to be afraid. Your internal Qi is not stable right now. Go and rest first."

When Bai Lu was in Tianchi, he was seriously injured because of the backlash of the evil spirit.

Later, she worked hard to purify Xi Fan.

Now she is obviously very tired, and the uncontrollable weakness is invading her spiritual power. If she doesn't take a good rest now, she will completely become a disabled person in the later stage.

As a goddess, she must always know how to take care of her body.

What's more, Ye Nanjin doesn't need help with these trivial matters.

(End of this chapter)