Feeding humans, she's serious

Chapter 147 "Miscalculation"

This time the cough was more intense.

Gu Fanyin paused, did not speak, and led Ning Zhi directly to a remote corner.

"Let's wait for it to subside by itself. I always feel that if I go to refining now... I will be infected."

Ning insisted on the real-name system and agreed.

Tiandao who heard everything: "..."

"Cough..." The heart-piercing voice weakened in an instant, and the head of the person who was hung by the chains drooped helplessly, his blood-stained hair fell wantonly, and even his expression was covered tightly.

The two silently crouching in the corner recovered from their messy thoughts, Ning Zhi probed the probe, and subconsciously asked: "If the attached body dies..."

"cough……"

"Okay, not dead yet."

Gu Fanyin faintly floated out from the corner, walked towards the chain with a face of resistance, and then there was a long silence.

Gu Fanyin began to hesitate.

This way of heaven...does she have to merge?

"you can not--"

Gu Fanyin who was still hesitating just now: "..."

In an instant, his cold expression was restored.

"No, I can."

She raised her step slightly, precisely avoiding all the blood stains, ignoring the appalling scene in front of her, and raised her hand straight up.

Refining the Dao of Heaven has never been an easy task, even Gu Fanyin was gradually embarrassed by the strong impact of the Dao of Heaven.

Her whole body seemed to be severely twisted by the point of a knife, and the long-lost memories suddenly revived, but this time, probably due to her past successful experience, Gu Fanyin tilted her head slightly, and the expression on her face was still extremely calm.

On the contrary, Ning Zhi, who was on the sidelines, completely lost his composure.

His heart contracted suddenly, and for the first time, those deep eyes showed such straightforward emotions, panic, and the trembling suffocation deep in his soul.

Ning Zhi pursed his thin lips tightly, and the hand hanging by his side could no longer control his emotions, and tried his best to suppress the urge to cut the way of heaven with his hands.

"It will be over soon," Gu Fanyin noticed something, turned his head and looked sideways, locked all his out-of-control emotions in those red pupils, and comforted him with a smile: "It's okay..."

"..."

The unspoken tone came to an abrupt end here.

The sharp and abnormal storm of spiritual power trapped the two people who were in contact, and Ning Zhi's pupils, who were excluded, suddenly dilated, completely ignoring the danger ahead, and desperately stretched out his hand to grab Gu Fanyin.

"Sanskrit—"

The urgent call was blocked by a more powerful force, Gu Fanyin stood up straight, and pushed Ning Zhi who was approaching with his empty hand.

"boom--"

Ning Zhi, who did not resist at all, was slammed against the wall. At the same time, glaring blood gushed out of Gu Fanyin's body, completely blinding Ning Zhi's eyes.

It was as if a dull hammer had completely shattered his fragile heart, and the fragments pierced his brain with strong emotions that he had never felt before. Ning Zhi raised his hand, and the warm blood fell into his eyes. Feel empty.

"It's really a miscalculation..."

Gu Fanyin, who was in the center of the storm, sighed softly, and calmly touched a long knife from the space, the blood in his eyes was completely replaced by excitement.

"However, this can't solve my problem."

She seemed to have completely lost her sense of pain, she tilted her head slightly, her eyes moved down, her blood-soaked black hair rested on her shoulders, covering the cold curve of her lips.

The next second, the knife in Gu Fanyin's hand was raised high, and he stabbed straight at the vital point!

The sound of the sword piercing into the flesh fell on her ears, the blood in her eyes became thicker, her fingertips moved slightly, and she turned the handle of the knife indifferently.

One, two, three...

As the storm surrounding the two of them subsided, Gu Fanyin lowered his head and wiped away the blood splashed on his face, with anger hidden in his downcast eyes.

Opposite to her, the opposite body that was possessed by the Dao of Heaven has completely turned into a blood man. At first, he was vomiting blood, but in the end, he didn't even have the strength to raise his eyes. It was tattered and silent.

"Sanskrit..."

"Okay."

Ning Zhi got up from the ground abruptly, looked at her, half-kneeled beside her and held the hand on the handle of the knife.

"Ah, I lost my composure."

Gu Fanyin, who was withdrawn from the stimulation, swayed for a while, blood was still oozing from the forehead, but his face was calm and almost gentle, "The ancient magic energy is hidden in its breath, so that I accidentally Set up..."

"Stop talking," Ning Zhi pushed her hand holding the knife away, his eyes rolled slowly, scarlet bloodshots quickly spread, he stared at Gu Fanyin, feeling even more dizzy in his head, "Stop talking... ..."

Ning Zhi's pupils faded away, Gu Fanyin let go, and before he could say any words of comfort, he was embraced by another hand that could not be refused.

His body was very cold, mixed with the ubiquitous smell of blood in the dark prison, it was really not a comfortable feeling.

But Gu Fanyin smiled, and those slightly sharp eyes were bent, mixed with inadvertent tenderness, "Don't be afraid."

"I won't die."

If she was planted in such a pit, she would lose all face!
"Gu Fanyin..." Ning Zhi pressed his head into her embrace in a low voice, his slender neck still had red marks from the impact, he hugged Gu Fanyin, his fingertips were so stiff that he was about to lose consciousness.

"I'm here," Gu Fanyin slightly raised his head, letting Ning Zhi's hairy head rub against his neck, the blood-like dark red in his eyes gradually receded, "I'm here, Ning Zhi."

She raised her hand to prop up Ning Zhi's dark face, pursed her lips, and moved forward to exchange a bloody kiss.

The intimate contact finally brought Ning Zhi back to his senses, slowly tightened his hand around Gu Fanyin, and leaned into her ear, even with a tired tone of voice: "Don't push me away again."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked closely at Gu Fanyin carefully, his eyes that regained his sanity were suppressing anger.

"Have you refined it yet?"

Gu Fanyin came back to his senses, and when he heard this, he felt a little helpless: "No."

"If the previous situation continues, this entire area will be reduced to flat ground."

At least Tiandao's fear of refining the void is not fake.

The two extremely repulsive breaths are mixed together. For Gu Fanyin, although he can handle it, it still cannot avoid trouble.

It's better to kill the carrier directly with one knife.

"Then..." Ning Zhi looked at the man lying on the ground whose life and death were unknown, his expression turned cold instantly.

In the next second, Gu Fanyin raised his hand to stop the knife he had drawn out, and met the latter's extremely gloomy breath along his wrist, and couldn't help but gave him a violent shudder.

Ning Zhi, who was knocked inexplicably: "..."

He tilted his head aggrieved, allowing his hand holding the knife to be gently broken away.

Gu Fanyin lowered her head and caressed the red and swollen palms that he held the knife so hard, and laughed a little.

"Don't show such an expression," it was like an abandoned kitten.

Gu Fanyin calmly kept the second half of the sentence in her heart, and earnestly caressed her poor little girl, "The consciousness of the Dao of Heaven has not run away yet, so if you stab this corpse a few more times, it won't cool down."

"However..." Gu Fanyin circled the person in his arms thoughtfully, looking at the body with unclear meaning, "It's not impossible."

(End of this chapter)