Reincarnation of the concubine of the apocalypse

Chapter 316 A Strange Fragrance in Mouth (Xie Jin, D's Monthly Ticket, Tree's Tip)

The roar under the rage, mixed with the majestic internal force, rushed towards the people below.

This is an indiscriminate attack.

Everyone's eardrums were in severe pain as if they were about to burst.

The clownfish who had been fighting with Zhen Yingjun for a long time also had panic and pain in their eyes, and flicked their tails, they retreated into the tank in a hurry like a tide.

And Zhen Yingjun was already kneeling on one knee, covering his head and panting violently, his blood-stained thick fan twisted and fell to the side.

Hmm. My head hurts a bit, but most of them are still tired from killing fish and killing fish.

And Huo Ji's side.

Except for Huo Ji, only the man who took the lead to fetch the Luo Ying white jade bottle was still standing upright.

The rest of them were all bleeding from their seven orifices and fell to the ground writhing.

Look, all the organs have been damaged.

But even if the two of Huo Ji were standing, it didn't feel good.

Because the complexion of both of them is very white, pale.

Especially Huo Ji, in her charming eyes, there is fear, fear, and deeper doubts
It seems that they don't understand what the so-called thunderous anger of the high priest came from.
As for Ming Yujin, it was a different scene.

A yellow and green halo emanated from the top of Ming Yujin's head, covering Ming Yujin firmly like a golden bell cover, and even Ming Yuheng, who had been leaning against Ming Yujin, benefited from it. The high priest's sound wave The work didn't even affect them in the slightest.

When the sound waves dissipated, the halo also disappeared.

Then I saw the two of them holding a white jade bottle and drinking like a demon.
Cross-legged, head up, lift the bottle, pour.

Niu Yin's posture is called heroic.

Long Qianhao, who flew back, stood still, and there was only one word in his heart: Swallow mountains and rivers with anger.

Immediately, the tip of his nose seemed to smell something, and there was an inexplicable commotion in his heart.
His hand also slowly moved towards the white jade porcelain bottle.

Zhen Yingjun, who came back rubbing his head, looked at the white jade bottles that were stumbling around, and the two girls drinking with Niu.

There is only one thought. The capacity, to be honest, drinking so much, are you really not able to support it?

Then he leaned against Ming Yujin and sat cross-legged leisurely: "Oh, I'm so tired for the young master, I need to rest more while the third senior brother is escorting me."

There are three senior brothers, no one dares to fight.

Even the third senior brother who was injured was the same.

Just be so confident.

He smiled obsequiously at Long Qianhao who was drinking gracefully from a white jade bottle at some point.

Then he found that the third senior brother he admired only had two things in his eyes.

The bottle in the hand, the person opposite.

It's really distressing.

A heart of flattery went to waste.

pouted.

Then he turned his head to look at the posture of the two little girls drinking water.

Well, I can see that the young master is also thirsty.

The nose sniffed a few times, hey, it smells good.

Seems pretty good.

Also, can it be bad to be able to get into the mouths of those two girls?
Zhen Yingjun is planning to pick up a bottle to try something new.

His ass was kicked.

Then when he raised his head, he saw the rotten face that made him spit out yellow bile.

The old and terrifying eyes on the rotten face were staring at him.

To be precise, he was staring at the white jade bottle in his hand.

Zhen Yingjun became nervous, lifted the white jade bottle and made a toast to the eyeing high priest.

Then, as soon as he raised his head, he poured it into his mouth.

Angrily, the high priest immediately fell on his back, with obvious hatred and distress in his dark eyes.

distressed?

Zhen Yingjun feels satisfied, just to make you feel bad!

So he hit the iron and took a few mouthfuls while it was hot.

However, after he finished drinking, he smacked his mouth with a disgusted expression: It's just water, nothing special?
Turning his head to look at Ming Yujin and Ming Yuheng, who was snuggling up to the side with an intoxicated expression on his face.

I am puzzled.

After a breath, said.

"It's really alone, I'm drunk from drinking water, and when I'm drunk, I see beautiful women in pairs~"

Then, another hard kick in the butt.
Back in time to a cup of tea.

When Ming Yujin opened the mouth of the falling cherry white jade bottle.

There was a ray of fragrance escaping from the mouth of the bottle. The fragrance was not overpowering, it was extremely elegant, but it carried an irresistible temptation.

It's as if the soul is being drawn in.

The ghost swallowtail butterfly, which was originally used as an intermediate line, is like a snake caught in its seven orifices, and it will fly out in panic as soon as its wings flutter.

It was Ming Yuheng who had been prepared for a long time, and when the ghost swallowtail was about to fly away, he simply threw out the sacred wooden box and put it in.

Of course, there is a string tied to the godwood box.

This is the preventive measure that Ming Yujin secretly took when he discovered the abnormal movement of the ghost swallowtail.

This is to prevent outsiders.

Unexpectedly, it really came in handy.

But without Ghost Swallow Die, Huo Ji and the others cannot be restrained.

Originally, the two were worried that Huo Ji and the others would take advantage of this to make trouble, and the machine guns in their hands were already loaded and ready for battle.

Unexpectedly, Huo Ji looked at them and the white jade bottle in Ming Yujin's hands leisurely.

No movement is seen.

Ming Yuheng put away the divine wooden box, and seeing Huo Ji's expression, a sense of strangeness and inexplicability surged in his heart.

But all doubts were left behind in Ming Yujin's next actions.

Ming Yujin picked up the white jade bottle silently and began to drink wildly.

Really binge drinking.

This.
Originally, according to their plan, Ming Yujin was to pretend to drink the water in the white jade bottle, but actually smuggled the Laoshizi holy water into the space by drinking water.

After all, Ming Yujin itself is a body invulnerable to all poisons, and she is not afraid of any toxins. If she drinks it, there is no need to worry about it even if it is poisonous.

Naturally, this was made up by Ming Yujin when Ming Yuheng was writing behind his back.

Otherwise, with Ming Yuheng's temperament, Ming Yujin wouldn't just let Ming Yujin drink this unknown water.

But after thousands of calculations, they didn't figure out that the purpose of this white jade bottle with falling cherry blossoms was to suppress the fragrance of holy water and its demagogic power.

If the fragrance when opening the lid can make people feel bewitched.

The scent of the holy water after it comes out of the white jade bottle can make people fall into the magic way instantly, even if they drown in it, they will be happy.

As soon as the holy water came out, Ming Yujin immediately seemed to be possessed by a demon.

The small mouth moved up in an instant, swallowing gulp.

The holy water that flowed down the corner of his mouth before he could swallow it.

But it also bewitched Ming Yuheng.

In a trance, she just felt that the smell was so familiar, so familiar that she could feel her soul trembling.

To drink, to drink.
The two sat on the ground, holding bottles and drinking wildly.

After a while, three or four of the dozens of porcelain bottles were empty, and they were randomly thrown on the ground in an unsteady manner.

But it was this scene that made the high priest's liver and gallbladder tear apart.

Roared angrily.

Of course, because of Long Qianhao's obstruction.

He couldn't get close at all.

And Huo Ji's side suffered heavy damage because of the high priest's sudden hostility, and it can be said that she has no combat power.
No one can snatch the white jade bottle.

The high priest stared behind Long Qianhao with scarlet eyes, and on his face were four words written in capital letters: Burn all within.

The palm with bulging veins clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched again.

When he saw Ming Yujin holding up another white jade porcelain bottle, he was drinking heavily.

The man who vomited all over him before also picked up the water bottle and filled it.

Endurance has finally reached its peak.

"Bitch!"

There was another harsh scolding.

This is on my side.

Of course.

Is there Long Qianhao who looks like a banished immortal but lives like a god of killing to stand in his way?

What can he do?
Nothing can be done!
So
There was a snap.

The pale but still charming and charming Huo Ji was suddenly pulled heavily and fell to the ground.

It was the staring man who pulled people.

Then the man was thrown out with a slap.

What a hand the High Priest is.

Not to mention being in a rage.

Even though that person tried his best, he was still shot flying five or six feet away.

Not even a scream came out.

Blood was already splashed on the spot.

Huo Ji fell to the ground, seeing this scene, she was afraid she would have to take a few steps back, her charming eyes looked terrified.

If she hadn't been blocked by someone just now, she would have been the one who died? !

Why?why is that?
Seeing this, the men with blood in their seven orifices all lay down on the ground.

"The High Priest please spare the Holy Maiden."

The voice was trembling.

After the words fell, he buried his head and didn't dare to move an inch, a deep and thick sense of fear immediately permeated the dilapidated hall.

The high priest's face was blue, black and red, with bruised veins floating on his face, and the half face with rotten lining was more like a Shura ghost, eerie and terrifying.

After gloomyly glancing at the begging crowd, his sinister gaze returned to the pale-faced Huo Ji.

The sound was rough and piercing.

"Idiot, who told you to give them all the holy water? Who gave you such a right? Tell me! What is your intention?"

The high priest stared at Huo Ji, as if he wanted to peel her skin and cramp her body, and tear her into pieces.

Huo Ji struggled to get up, completely unable to understand why the high priest said that.

"Did you ask me to give them the holy water? Did you tell Huo Ji? Why are you here to blame Huo Ji now?"

Huo Ji's eyes were full of bewilderment.

"Nonsense! When did this seat say that!"

Hearing this, Huo Ji was dumbfounded.

"Obviously it's the voice you heard in Huo Ji's ear, Huo Ji is just following your orders."

The high priest fixed his eyes on Huo Ji's face.

Trying to spot the traces of lying on her face.

But
Not lying.

This woman has been with him for many years, and he can tell at a glance whether she is lying or not.

It is true that I am not lying.

But how?
He obviously never said that!
Who is it? !
Who is going to kill him? !

but.
No matter how.

The holy water is gone, it has been drunk, and it is almost exhausted.

This holy water is made by gathering the blood essence of Huo women and the flower heart of the thousand-year-old cherry blossoms on the other side, and it will take 60 years to conceive and nurture with holy objects before it can bear fruit.

Over the past few decades, because the power of the Huo family's bloodline has become thinner and thinner, the amount of holy water that can be refined has become less and less.

And his body must rely on the accumulation of holy water to maintain it for a long time.

A few days ago, because he peeped at the destiny wrongly, he caused the backlash of heaven.

Half of his face was rotten.

After finally dipping into the water of the pussy of the daughter of Huojia, he thought that he could recover with some holy water.

But now.

The new batch of holy water has not yet been released.

There were only thirteen bottles of holy water from the previous pregnancy, but all of them were given to others by this stupid woman, and entered into the hands of others!

His face, his body, what to take care of in the future?

The high priest now only has monstrous anger in his heart and eyes, and he can't think about anything else.

He stared fiercely at Huo Ji.

It took a long time to calm down the anger in my heart.

No, not yet, this woman is still useful, she cannot be killed yet!

But
A wave of the palm.

All the men who were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy just now turned into blood in an instant.
Huo Ji retreated a few steps in panic, hugged her body and shivered, and didn't dare to make a sound again.

The high priest snorted coldly.

Turn around and look at Long Qianhao and the others.

Hmph, so much holy water, can you drink it all?

However, looking back at the scene.

But it made him frightened and angry.

Gone, all gone.

The opponent has a bottle in hand.

Just when he turned to deal with Huo Ji and the others.

They each had a bottle and drank all the holy water.
He also heard the other party burp in satisfaction.
bang.

a bolt from the blue.

The high priest felt his eyes go dark, and rushed to the ground.

"Hey, what happened to that ugly monster?"

After Ming Yujin belched, he looked at the high priest who couldn't afford to fall very puzzled.

Zhen Yingjun spread his palms and said irresponsibly, "I guess we didn't call him because we drank alone water. Alas, it's okay to be ugly. Why are you so small-minded?"

"Oh, the mind is quite small," Ming Yujin looked at the pile of flesh and blood carrying the high priest, wrinkled his nose and said, "All those who brought water bottles will be wiped out."

"Ok?"

Zhen Yingjun was shocked.

What the hell, isn't that one of his own?
Turning around to look, oops, I'm going, it's true!

Stepping on a horse, this man is so cruel, he must be kept at a respectful distance!
Then he pulled Ming Yujin up and wanted to run away.

Then the ass was kicked hard again.

Zhen Yingjun clutched his buttocks, turned his head bitterly to Long Qianhao, who had a demeanor of being a bastard, and said bitterly, "Senior brother, can you use your mouth to speak? With a long brain, you can't understand it with your butt every time!"

Immortal Long Qianhao glanced lightly at his hand holding Ming Yujin's arm.
Then Zhen Yingjun jumped three feet high like an electric shock, and when he landed, he turned around and hugged Ming Yuheng.

Ming Yujin: "."

Ming Yuheng: "."

Both of them have a question in mind.

Zhen Yingjun, you are so cowardly, does your mother know?
Well, after drinking the holy water, Ming Yujin felt comfortable all over her body, even her breath was fragrant.

What is there an idiom called?

Yes, exhale like blue.

As Ming Yuheng looked at each other, the two exhaled in tacit understanding.

really
It's delicious.

Ming Yujin expressed his satisfaction.

In addition to the mental power has not come back.

All things are great.

Just
"Aheng, do you feel that this water is similar to the water you drank in the main hall where you were imprisoned, that is, it is slightly weaker, as if it had been mixed with water."

Ming Yuheng nodded, "Well, I also found out, you didn't know that you came late, and the food they brought also has a fragrance, I reckon, it should be mixed with this water."

Ok?
"It's so strange, just now that Huo Ji also asked you to drink water by name, although I don't know why she changed her mind later."

Ming Yuheng also frowned and pondered, unable to figure out the key point.

Suddenly.

There was a gust of wind in my ears.

I looked up.

I saw a hand shaped like an eagle's claw grabbing it head-on.

Ming Yuheng was shocked!
Immediately.

The high priest's vicious wolf-like eyes.

It hit the eye.

at this time.

His claw-like fingers were firmly clasped on a person's neck.

The barb-like nails dug hard into the flesh
(End of this chapter)