I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

"what……!!"

"Boom!"

A fairy with a beautiful face and a moon, fell into the sky.

Lying on a woman's eyes that are as bright as Qiuyue and extremely beautiful.

For a time the lily bloomed and was extremely fragrant.

"No wave, are you okay?"

The woman pressed under her body took the initiative to care about the fairy who pressed her.

"It's okay..." An Bulang got up hard. He looked at the contracted hole in the sky, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. "Shit... I finally escaped the dog's claw..."

This time chasing and escaping can be described as nine deaths and extremely dangerous.

After successfully getting rid of difficulties, even the gentle and easy-going An Bulang couldn't help vomiting fragrance.

In the end, the imperial prince made him so miserable. One day, he would have to retaliate back, and let the imperial prince also feel what is despair!

An Bulang glanced fiercely at the shrinking void, but then unexpectedly discovered that there was another broken arm that actually fell to the ground.

This can scare him and Mo Shi.

I thought that this is no strange trick that the emperor did.

It wasn't until the pale and black broken arm that fell into the ground with a thump, no air machine connected, no energy fluctuations, the two were relieved again.

"It seems that space has isolated the control power of the endless emperor, otherwise, even if it is a truncated arm, the endless emperor can control its power to kill a peak of Shenhai Realm..." An Bulang said with a lingering fear.

Mo Shi pointed at the silver flash on his broken arm.

"what is that?"

An Bulang looked, his expression gradually solidified.

"Lying trough!!!"

The teenager again expressed his shocked mood in popular words.

Because in the fingers of the broken arm, there was actually a ring of gleaming.

That's the last commandment without a prince!

"What's so special..."

"Even if you get out of trouble successfully, does this still bring benefits?"

"Should you be so polite?"

An Bulang immediately picked up the Najie and smiled like a child.

What is the Nahua in the endless emperor?

The value is immeasurable! !

An Bulang glanced at Mo Shi with admiration.

Worthy of being the woman who will **** the magic skills to the extreme, not only can the endless emperor break his hands and feet, and even deprive the other's net worth, he will not talk about it...

In contrast, An Bulang puts on the women's clothing, and feels not as powerful as Mo Shi!

An Bulang was very happy, and he gently stroked the imperative of the imperial prince.

However, he did not immediately open the precept, because he was afraid that there was something he could not handle.

Not to mention, there are another half of the Tianmo Ding inside the Najie. If what happens when the two Tianmo Dings are united, even An Bulang would not dare to imagine, anyway, he is not able to deal with it now.

Now his physical condition is particularly poor, and his immediate priority is to recover from his injury.

An Bulang put the imperial prince's abstention into his abstention, and then glanced at his gorgeous skirt, murmured: "Let's take off the nine-day dress, this clothes are about to drain me Physically..."

"Ah... is it so serious? Can't you always wear it?"

Mo Shi's expression was a little disappointed, and then looked at An Bulang with a scorching gaze, it seemed that such a beautiful fairy was very rare, and it was a glance.

An Bulang looked speechless and took off the nine-day dress, and put it into the ring.

His power was quickly fading, and suddenly a feeling of incomparably weakness began to flood his body.

Immediately followed by unimaginable pain.

"what……!"

An Bulang screamed and hurriedly took out a spirit-level elixir from Najie and wanted to take it.

Wearing a body supported by Jiu Tian Ni Shang forcibly, the reaction suddenly ushered in at this moment, feeling that the flesh is torn, the internal organs are broken, the inch and inch meridians and even the soul are tingling!

"puff……"

He opened his mouth, and before he swallowed the Elixir, he spit out a big sip of blood, and he was completely without any strength, and he fell back straight.

The body was hurt so badly that it was unimaginable. When the injuries accumulated time and time erupted like a tide, he could not do anything and fell down.

In fact, if he continued to fight for a while wearing the Nine-day Nixie, when the Nine-Day Nixie squeezed his overdraft to a certain extent, it would be possible to take off his skirt and die in situ.

"No wave!" Mo Shi exclaimed, holding An Bulang in his arms.

The woman found out that the teenager was more angry than she was in, and was so frightened that she immediately sent the magic bullet into An Bulang's mouth.

The strong Danli erupted in the body, and it was necessary to repair the teenager's injury, but all Danli was swallowed up by a horrifying power of pulling, as if falling into the abyss.

"this is……"

Mo Shi noticed the abyss scar on An Bulang's chest.

That scar actually robbed even the power of Andan Lingdan! !

Without the Elixir to save lives, An Bulang's body is on the verge of breaking, his condition is getting worse and worse, and he is quickly going to death, just like a dying flower.

"Poof..." An Bulang spit out another blood.

He was paralyzed, and fell into Mo Shi's arms.

The crystal-clear complexion became dull, and the various functions of the body quickly collapsed.

Mo Shi casts a healing technique on An Bulang, but every time he casts a spell, the healing power will be swallowed up completely by the abyssal trauma, and will not work on An Bulang at all.

"How to do how to do……"

Mo Shi panicked.

She hugged An Bulang and looked at the surroundings.

This is an extremely empty area, where towering Montenegro stands, and there is no grass on the ground. Not only that, there are a lot of black spider webs in the sky, the void is broken, and there are a lot of terrifying energy turbulence, which is raging wildly.

Yes, this place is the same as the previous one, and it is also on the verge of fragmentation and destruction. From the environment, it is even worse. Nothing can help her.

"It's over, he really can't hold it..."

Mo Shi felt the state of An Bulang and its badness, and the breath of death became more and more intense.

But what can I do?

What can I do?

Mo Shi knelt on the ground holding An Bulang, racking his brain, but couldn't think of a way, tears surging in both pupils.

"Blame me……"

"I hurt you..."

"I am a demon who will kill everyone who is close to me..."

Mo Shi lowered his head, the messy blue silk hung down, hugged An Bulang, and his body shivered.

High altitude dark cracks spread staggered.

Void cracking intensified.

The turbulent flow of energy is raging, to destroy everything.

An Bulang's breath is getting weaker and weaker, and he can't even speak. The abyss-like wound on his chest seems to be grinning, eating away life quickly.

Mo Shi holding An Bulang is like a fallen leaf floating in the tide. There is absolutely no way to do it. Nothing can be done to save the teenager in his arms.

"what can I do……"

"What else can I do..."

"If only I could control how to control my luck... unfortunately I can only bring bad luck to people..."

Mo Shi can only influence others with the dojo, but can't make others live better. She hates this kind of self. If she can concentrate her luck on An Bulang...

and many more……

Luck concentration...?

An electric light flashed in Mo Shi's mind.

She thought that when she was targeting Xingying Divine Son and No Emperor No End, the indirect beneficiaries were both She and An Bulang.

If one person suffers, there is a high probability that another person will benefit.

This is a kind of conservative doctrine in the midst, like a yin and a yang, and Tai Chi coexists.

If there are only two people on the field...

Mo Shi seemed to have figured out something, and stretched out his crystal-like little hand, pointing to his body...

I poke!

Bang! !

The void collapsed, the world trembles, as if something has been changed.

no effect……

Mo Shi looked at An Bulang, who was on the verge of death, bit his red lips tightly, and poked again at himself!

The Law of Soul of Heaven is running wildly.

Still no effect.

But Mo Shi was not discouraged, and she kept poking at her body.

If you can't poke once, then poke it hundreds of times!

An Bulang saw Mo Shi's behavior, and shocked in his eyes, shaking his head hard, trying to stop Mo Shi's behavior, but Mo Shi was very determined and continued to poke himself.

Click!

A space burst.

In the blood splatter, Mo Shi's slender, jade-like arm was suddenly pulled out by a crack in space, and a long blood mouth separated the flesh and blood.

"what……!"

Mo Shi gritted his teeth and hugged An Bulang, quickly leaving the unstable area of ​​space.

"effective……"

Although painful, Mo Shi's face appeared rosy.

She had no time to bandage her wounds and continued to poke herself with her fingers!

An Bulang's time is running out. She has no time to deal with her own affairs. She has to do everything possible to make herself unlucky!

Another space crack appeared.

This time her thigh was torn and blood was flowing.

Mo Shi groaned, holding An Bulang and continuing to change positions.

Then continue to poke yourself with your fingers.

crazy……

It's really crazy!

An Bulang has never seen such a silly woman.

Isn’t she afraid of accidentally piercing herself to death?

Think of Star Shadow God Son, think of no emperor!

The collapse of the world in front of you is no joke. If you are accidentally, you will be killed by disaster! !

An Bulang wanted to stop Mo Shi, but he couldn't move. He couldn't even talk. He couldn't do anything. He could only watch the woman exerting dojo's strength nonstop, targeting her crazy...

Another space crack appeared, scratching Mo Shi's cheek.

If the space cracks were offset, Mo Shi is now a corpse.

Mo Shi was not afraid and continued to point at himself with his finger.

Another fatal space rift~www.wuxiaspot.com~ penetrates the woman's waist and limbs...

...

The world is collapsing and space is destroying.

Mo Shi three times and five times was destroyed by the space attack, she already knows that this is definitely not accidental, but bad luck is working, her ability is useful to herself, this is the only hope...

Soon, the woman was scarred and the blood invaded the plain robe, holding An Bulang.

An Bulang tried his best and pinched Mo Shi's finger.

However, the woman showed a gentle and decisive smile and slowly opened the boy's hand.

"Don't stop me..."

"I can't do anything."

"Now the only thing I can do for you... is luck."

With that said, the woman continued to poke herself with her hand.