Destiny Demon Concubine

Chapter 788
What if it keeps sucking your blood and never stops?

Feng Xiran thought like this, but the sword spirit seemed to see her hesitation, and shook it in her hand, "Why? Don't you dare? I knew you humans..."

Before Jian Ling finished speaking, Feng Xiran raised her hand suddenly, and a dagger appeared in her hand, and she cut her wrist without hesitation!
Blood flowed out.

She squatted down, and transfused her own blood into the small hole under the stage where the spirit sword was placed!

"Smelly girl, you are not afraid of death!"

Feng Xiran didn't look at the spirit sword, but kept looking forward in her heart, hoping that the small hole could be filled sooner.

Hearing the sound getting closer and closer on the shore, Feng Xiran felt uneasy.

Success or failure is here.

As long as the spirit sword is taken out, everything will be fine.

At the bottom of the lake, the smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger!

A phantom gradually appeared on the top of the spirit sword. It looked like a handsome young man.

He looked at Feng Xiran who was squatting on the ground to transfuse Xiao Kong's blood, "Hey, stop holding on, give up."

Feng Xiran didn't say a word, sweat dripped from her forehead, and her face gradually turned pale.

"What about you! If you continue like this, you will die!"

In fact, over the years, many people have come to take him away, but he has never shown up.

But with the appearance of this woman today, he suddenly wanted to show up for some reason.

She even told how to take him away.

Perhaps, he has been here for so many years, this time he really met someone who is destined.

"I won't give up, and I won't give up no matter what."

Feng Xiran's voice was calm, and finally said something, Jian Ling didn't speak any more, but looked at Feng Xiran's paler and paler face, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

He thought that she would give up if she didn't hold on for long, but he didn't expect that she would fight so hard!
Didn't she want her own life just because of a sword?
"Hey you……"

Sword Spirit wanted to continue talking, but a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

Feng Xiran also sensed the aura behind her, so she turned to look!
Lexuan!

Sure enough, it came.

What should come will always come.

But now, all the blood in her body is flowing into that small hole, and her body is getting weaker and weaker. She has no way to deal with Le Xuan at all!
Le Xuan looked at Feng Xiran who was squatting on the ground, and suddenly laughed, "Yo, I want to take the spirit sword away so much."

Feng Xiran didn't speak.

Le Xuan continued, "That day you almost killed me with your hands. I didn't expect Feng Shui to take turns. So soon, you fell into my hands, right?"

Feng Xiran glanced at her, but still said nothing.

Le Xuan walked towards Feng Xiran step by step, the tip of the long sword in her hand pointed directly at Feng Xiran!

Seeing that there are only three steps, the tip of the sword will pierce Feng Xiran's body!

'boom! '

A huge sound suddenly sounded, and it directly knocked Le Xuan aside. The unsuspecting Le Xuan fell like a dog eating shit, and was extremely embarrassed!
"Who! Who hurt me?!"

Le Xuan yelled into the void, but no one answered.

Feng Xiran secretly smiled.

It is the power of the sword spirit.

She really didn't expect that the sword spirit would help her at this time.

Le Xuan suddenly looked at Feng Xiran, "What sorcery did you use?!"

Feng Xiran didn't bother to talk to her, and continued to concentrate on infusing blood into that small hole.

She vaguely felt that the blood flowed down the small hole and was finally absorbed by the spirit sword.

(End of this chapter)