Chapter 1109： Xianxia is a bit salty (23)

Chapter 1109: Immortal Xia Is A Little Salty (23)

The bottom of Xia Ling's eyes was faintly red, and the long hair was automatic without wind, like thousands of long arrows rushing towards Xuan Lin.

Thorn.

Long hair submerged and flew through.

Xuan Lin held a three-pointed, two-edged knife, Xuan Lin opened her third eye, and quietly raised her hand.

He wiped the blood off his lips.

"Good Xia Xia, now, are you happy?"

The pale lips paled into a near-empty smile.

He just couldn't understand why she treated him like this, why did he still remember her Dan Fang when he was full of resentment, and looked for those extinct elixir everywhere.

Xuan Lin stared at the woman.

He looked at her confused face.

She finally showed the same look as him, so did she not hate him that much?

"If you are happy, can you come and hug me?"

"Just a moment. Cough."

Mouth of blood poured out from the broken Dantian, died, and died again.

Even if it was a former deity, the second annihilation of the gods would be completely dissipated in the world?

Xuan Lin was stubborn, looking eagerly at Xia Ling. He raised his hand and wiped the blood stains again on his lips.

"Xia Xia ... you ..."

Long dark hair broke through Xuan Lin's body.

The woman who could not see clearly stood there, and she did not move.

She looked at Xuan Lin and smiled, watching Xuan Lin fall.

He wanted her to hug him, but she didn't move.

She looked at the long black hair, as if scorched by something, and suddenly a golden flame rose.

The golden flame spread on Xuan Lin.

The golden flame ran along the long hair, burning on Xia Ling.

An inch by an inch, burned out the demon bones.

That long hair turned into nothing, and a smell soaked in the heart and spleen came from the flame on Xuan Lin's body.

Xia Ling lowered and gently stroked Fu Xuanlin's cheek.

His body was cold, and her hand rested lightly on his forehead.

A slight chilly thing was on his forehead and she sucked it into her hand and held it.

The next moment, the roaring heaven and earth between heaven and earth arrived on schedule.

Two Mahayana monks, one of whom was dead, Lei Jie banged back.

Then, nine hundred and ninety-one gold mines were like the end of the world catastrophe.

Xia Ling stood up holding Xuan Lin.

The gray robe on his body was soaked with blood, his closed eyelids were pale, his eyelashes were long, and there was a deep vulva.

Xia Ling bowed her head and kissed Xuan Lin.

His thin lips were cold, but the lingering spirit in Xia Ling's hands was hot.

When the first thunder fell and everything was frightened, Xia Ling picked up Xuan Lin's body and watched his body become fly ash under the thunder.

Xia Ling condensed the fly ash and put Yuanling in it.

When the fly ash condensed into the eyes, a crimson elixir appeared in front of Xia Ling.

Xia Ling was quiet.

Sheng Dan?

Is Xuan Lin crazy? Wasn't he just trying to get rid of the demon from the beginning?

He helped her to make elixir. He ... even if he didn't know the past grievances, from the bottom of his heart, he never really hated her?

Boom, another thunder fell.

Xia Ling didn't use anything to stop her. Before Tian Lei, she took Zhisheng Dan and just took it.

A heat current emerged from Dantian, and his body was warm everywhere.

Demon bones are long gone.

Xuan Lin's Yuanling burned, helped her to fade away the demon bone, and protected her Dantian.

When the flame was burning on her body, it was more like a man's arms around her, hugging her.

He guarded her with his last life.

(End of this chapter)