Immortal Goddess, Please Help Me Achieve Immortality Chapter 42: Give you a baby

Ecstasy Peak.

Into the night,

The stars in the distance flickered faintly, embellishing the dark and deep mountain tops.

Inside the house.

The candlelight was flickering, and Wen Zhixing's figure was hidden in the darkness, making it hard to see clearly.

He opened his panel.

Get ready to see the day's harvest today.

Beside him is a life-defying blood body the size of a hamster.

There is no need to collect fragments tonight, it silently stands by Wen Zhixing's side... playing swords.

Jianwan turned into a blood-colored long sword, held in his palm.

Swish Swish Swish!

The **** sword energy flew in the air, causing bursts of piercing sound, raging in the house.

Obviously, this little guy is very fond of kendo.

It's just that, by looking at it, you can tell that it's just waving indiscriminately.

"As expected of my blood body, this kendo talent is really extraordinary."

Wen Zhixing chuckled.

I feel a little smug in my heart.

Just like your own children are promising, as a parent, you will naturally have a bright face.

— Puff!

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his calf, and blood flowed out immediately.

Look down.

A blood-colored sword aura pierced his calf.

Wen Zhixing: "..."

He turned his head and looked at the blood body against life again.

But he didn't notice it at all, and he was still playing sword happily.

You fucking...

——No exaggeration.

"The possibility of being killed by my own blood is very low, but it's not impossible..."

Wen Zhixing complained silently.

He knew that the Fate-Defying Blood Body was not intentional, but it seemed a bit dangerous.

"You need a set of swordsmanship for the blood body to cultivate, otherwise it will be very dangerous"

Wen Zhixing glanced at the life-defying blood body at his feet, and took the initiative to move away from it.

The blood body was stunned for a moment.

Then he leaned closer again, instinctively wanting to get closer to Wen Zhixing.

"Don't come here!"

Wen Zhixing stretched out his hand to stop him, "Stay away from me."

The life-defying blood body froze in place for a moment, a little at a loss.

Did you do something wrong?

"Don't come close to me when you're playing with a sword, it's dangerous, understand?"

Seeing his aggrieved appearance, Wen Zhixing had no choice but to patiently explain.

Rebellious Blood tilted his head, puzzled.

Dangerous?

Where is the danger?

"Your sword, Niubi, cut me, it hurts, understand?"

Wen Zhixing made gestures again.

Now, the life-defying blood body finally expressed his understanding.

But it didn't practice sword anymore, it just stood not far away, watching Wen Zhixing silently.

After finishing the life-defying blood body, Wen Zhixing had time to open the panel.

He remembered that there should be two ashes and one white, three creation rewards.

——

[The gray fortune fragments (1/1) have been collected, no need to synthesize, you can get one of the following fortunes:]

[1. Obtain body fragrance: fragrance is overflowing. 】

[2. Obtain 1 good fortune point. 】

【Third, obtain the fortune that belongs to Ning Shan. 】

——

"What the **** is body fragrance?"

Wen Zhixing was a little speechless.

There are all kinds of weird things.

"Fortunately, there is a little bit of luck."

Wen Zhixing was secretly grateful.

If he didn't have the guarantee of [Creation Point], he might have lost so much life energy to his grandma's family.

[Creation point +1. 】

Immediately he opened the next gray fragment.

Okay.

Still nothing.

"What kind of talent is [Cuju Mastery]?"

Wen Zhixing was helpless.

He is in this world, and he can't save the national football team.

Even if you are proficient, it is useless. If you want to play, you have to learn from toasting.

[Creation point +1. 】

[Current creation point: 21. 】

……

"White Creation must come up with something good."

Wen Zhixing had some expectations in his heart.

【The white good fortune fragments (2/2) have been collected, and can be synthesized by consuming one month of life yuan, and one of the following good fortune will be obtained::】

[1. Obtain the sword technique: Burning Blood Seven Swords. 】

[2. Obtain 5 Good Fortune Points. 】

【Third, obtain the fortune that belongs to Ning Shan. 】

——

"It's really a swordsmanship."

With a thought in mind, Wen Zhixing directly chose the burning blood sword technique.

[Acquire the sword technique: Burning Blood Seven Swords! 】

【Burning Blood Sword:】White quality, this sword technique will consume one's own blood essence, every time a sword is struck, the previous power will be superimposed, and the blood essence consumed will also double, for a total of seven swords.

[Disadvantages:] The seventh sword will consume all the essence and blood in the body, and the body will die.

The next moment, a jade slip appeared in Wen Zhixing's hand.

It is the Seven Burning Blood Swords that are recorded in it.

"This sword technique is much more ruthless than the Qishangquan..."

Wen Zhixing pondered for a while, then turned his gaze directly to the blood body who was sitting aside and not wielding a sword.

"Come on, catch it, give you a baby."

Seeing Wen Zhixing responding to him again, Niming Xueshen immediately got up and ran over cheerfully.

Seeing this, Wen Zhixing sighed again.

With the IQ of the life-defying blood body, how long will it take to learn the Seven Burning Blood Swords?

Or, can you learn it?

"I don't know how Ning Shan will deal with She Zhihong and the others."

This idea suddenly flashed in Wen Zhixing's mind.

But he didn't study it carefully, it didn't matter, and he quickly gave up his thoughts.

Let's study the Burning Blood Seven Swords first.

——

And at this time

Wutong Peak, inside the peak hall.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came out.

A bright red slap mark appeared on She Zhihong's face.

Standing in front of him was Ning Shan with a face full of frost.

"Senior Sister Ning..."

After being slapped, She Zhihong immediately knelt down, "Senior Sister, I was wrong."

"You've dared to make your own claims now, haven't you?"

Ning Shan raised her white tender calf and kicked it to the ground.

She Zhihong was in pain, and just about to get up, a slender foot was imprinted on his head: "Elder Dongfang has a good relationship with Master, her people, even I have to give a little face, you How dare you move."

Ning Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, her jade feet pressed against her scalp, and she stepped down slowly and hard.

"Master, I want this matter to settle down soon~IndoMTL.com~ You are good, want to continue to make trouble for Master?

"Senior Sister... I was confused for a while... I was wrong..."

She Zhihong was in pain, his feet were delicate, but they were like a huge stone, and he couldn't breathe.

"Do you really know what's wrong?"

Ning Shan had a playful look on her face, she suddenly retracted her little feet, squatted down and met his eyes.

"Senior sister, I... was really wrong."

She Zhihong's breathing became slightly heavier.

"Are you excited?"

Ning Shan suddenly smiled.

"I..."

She Zhihong was startled, and a little flustered in his heart.

The whole person became a little stiff.

"Does it hurt?"

Ning Shan stretched out her hand to caress his face.

"No...it doesn't hurt..."

She Zhihong actually showed a sense of satisfaction.

Why does it hurt?

He only felt that Ning Shan's skin was smooth and tender, and her fingertips were as delicate as silk, which made people dream.

A trace of disgust flashed in Ning Shan's eyes, and she withdrew her palm.

She Zhihong's heart suddenly felt empty.

"It's good to know that you are wrong, remember it, practice hard, and don't worry about things you shouldn't care about."

Ning Shan got up and walked out, "If there is a next time, I will definitely not forgive you lightly."

"Master... Sister..."

At this moment, She Zhihong raised his head and made a sound.

"What else?"

Ning Shan paused.

"Senior sister, tomorrow, do you have time, I heard that there is a secret realm outside the city of Yunkai, why not us..."

"No, I've already made an appointment with my Junior Brother Wen..."

But Ning Shan refused straight away, and walked away without stopping.

She Zhihong lay prone on the ground, looking at the graceful back of the departing, his eyes gradually darkened.