Villain: The Empress Master is poisoned, and the traitor is ecstatic

In the Sword Shadow Palace behind the Iron Pestle Palace.

As soon as Han Linglong entered the Sword Shadow Palace, he felt like he was falling into an ice cave.

She forcibly suppressed her fear and uneasiness, and although she was reluctant, she still arched her hand towards Chu Mo and said, "I have seen His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

Chu Mo waved his hand and said, "No courtesy!"

Chu Mo walked to the side and sat down, and then motioned for Han Linglong to sit on the other side.

Chu Mo kept staring at Han Linglong for a long time, and then asked slowly, "Han Linglong, do you want to become a marquis at one time?"

Han Linglong's wrinkled face showed a hint of bitterness.

She wouldn't want to!

However, she doesn't have that strength!

Han Linglong took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, then shook her head and said, "I don't dare to hope!"

"What if I told you that you could?"

Chu Mo said lightly.

"Me?!"

Han Linglong looked at Chu Mo with shock.

First a joy, then a smile.

At her age, she could see everything clearly.

Her master often said when she was alive that it was easy to practice a sword, but it was difficult to cultivate a heart, and she was almost a little sharp and unparalleled in her sword heart after all.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son has seen that I was born with a sword fetus, right?"

"It's useless, my sword heart is unstable, and there is no hope of breaking through the realm in this life..."Han

Linglong sighed helplessly.

Chu Mo didn't care when he heard this, he said lightly: "It's just a sword heart, this seat can give it to you!" "

This seat makes it easy for you to break through the realm!"

Chu Mo's voice was flat, as if he was stating a fact.

But in Han Linglong's ears, it was like a thunderbolt.

Chu Mo said he could help her break through the realm?

Is this true?

"Your Highness the Holy Son, are you sure?"

Han Linglong looked at Chu Mo with some excitement and asked.

"Eat it!"

Chu Mo said lightly.

Han Linglong was stunned, not knowing why Chu Mo suddenly wanted to feed her the pill.

She hesitated, but obediently opened her mouth and swallowed.

She didn't want to miss out on this opportunity!

Because this opportunity is big enough!

Once she misses it, she will never have a chance in the future.

The pill melts in your mouth.

A warm sensation slid down her throat and into her stomach, rushing straight into her mind, making her shiver all over.

Her mind went blank in an instant.

A rich aura frantically poured into her body.

She felt refreshed!

Immediately after, those auras quickly merged into her meridians.

Han Linglong felt the aura in her body, and was surprised to find that those aura was even purer than what she usually absorbed, and it seemed to be a little special, she couldn't feel their attributes at all.

Han Linglong had a hunch that this pure aura might be able to make her break through the realm!

Han Linglong closed her eyes and felt carefully.

Gradually, Han Linglong's face became rosy, and her breathing gradually calmed down.

Gradually, her loose skin became firmer and even elastic.

Her face, which had been a little thin, began to become supple.

Her wrinkled skin began to plump, and her sunken waist slowly stood up.

Her breasts were even taller, and the bulge was faintly visible through her shirt.

A seductive charm slowly emanated from Han Linglong.

All of this is changing quietly.

"The Xiangxue Pill made of the Phantom Snow Yarn with the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing Flower is really easy to use, and finally I don't have to face an old face anymore..."

The monk ages naturally, and once his cultivation stagnates, he will age extremely quickly.

Although there are many elixirs that keep youth forever, they are almost ineffective for Han Linglong, a cultivator and age.

Only a precious elixir like the Ten Thousand Year Ice Flower has an effect.

Han Linglong opened her eyes, her eyes were bright and radiant, as if she had changed to a different person, and she could no longer see half of her aging.

Although her appearance is not beautiful, she is definitely one of the most beautiful women in Qiong Ming.

"His Highness the Holy Son isn't going to be as simple as helping me restore my appearance, is it?"

Han Linglong looked at Chu Mo and said softly.

"Of course!"

"It's just that next, it will hurt a little!"

Chu Mo said in a deep voice with a straight face.

Hearing Chu Mo's words, Han Linglong was stunned.

"Han Linglong, are you willing to become the sword slave of this seat?"

Chu Mo said word by word.

Han Linglong's pupils dilated suddenly, and the shock in her eyes could not be concealed.

Sword slave!

Sword slaves are different from sword spirits.

The sword spirit died with his body and the sword was hidden in the sword!

The sword slave hides the sword in his body, and carries the sword in his body!

The existence of a sword slave is an incomparably sharp sword!

But the value of the sword slave is not complete, but depends on the master's sword intent!

The more refined the sword intent, the greater its effect and the stronger its power will be.

"So that's the idea you played!"

"If I say I don't want to, His Highness the Holy Son will behead me directly, right?"

Han Linglong groaned slightly, then looked at Chu Mo with a solemn face and said.

"You guessed right, you can't refuse!"

Chu Mo frankly admitted.

In addition to being tired of her old face, the main purpose of feeding her Xiang Xuedan just now was to improve her physical fitness and prepare for the next sword introduction into her body!

"How sure is His Highness the Holy Son?"

Han Linglong said gloomily.

"Ten percent!"

Chu Mo said lightly, his tone was full of arrogance and domineering!

Immediately, the Silver Soul Sword came out!

The endless killing sword intent lingers on the blade.

The sword is dazzling, and the sword aura is compelling!

Han Linglong's face turned pale and trembled, she could feel the earth-destroying killing aura on the Silver Soul Sword!

Han Linglong was stunned!

She had never seen such a strong sword intent!

Han Linglong's eyes were cloudy, and she was not an idle person who could get to this point.

She thought about it carefully, rather than being like this all her life, slowly growing old, dying, and stinking here... It's better to gamble!

"I do! Your Highness the Son begins!

Han Linglong gritted her teeth and said.

"Hmm!"

Chu Mo replied, his fingers drawing a string of strange runes in the void.

The runes shimmered with a pale red luster, exuding a vast and infinite sword intent!

Han Linglong trembled violently, she felt that she was locked by a peerless sword, and she couldn't move at all!

"Buzz!"

With Chu Mo snorting softly.

That string of strange runes suddenly burst into a dazzling light!

The light broke through the sky, and the entire room was instantly filled with a blood-red color!

"Bear with me!"

Chu Mo's voice sounded in Han Linglong's mind.

"Hmm!"

Han Linglong gritted her teeth and said, her face full of determination!

At this moment, she had put life and death out of the way.

This was her last hope.

Drops of crystal clear sweat fell down her smooth forehead.

Han Linglong's face was extremely pale!

She was short of breath and covered in a cold sweat.

Her legs were trembling, and her whole body was a little unsteady.

There was a look of pain on her face!

"Coming in!"

The Silver Soul Sword in Chu Mo's hand suddenly trembled!

A huge and terrifying sword intent emanated from the sword's body.