Bi Jing was holding a golden thumb-sized bead in his bloody hand.

That is an inner elixir, which is Lezhi's inner elixir as a cultivator. The inner elixir of a cultivator is the root. If the inner elixir is lost, he will lose his cultivation. Although Lezhi's cultivation is mediocre, this inner elixir is his life root.

Now this lifeline has been taken out by the person I love the most.

Apart from the belly where a hole was taken out, I felt so happy that I felt even more uncomfortable in another place.

"No one in this world has ever dared to deceive me. You are so brave!"

Lezhi lay on the ground without any trace, his whole body was filled with blood, and the face that used to pamper him was now looking at him like a evil spirit. Lezhi felt chill all over his body.

"Lezhi, do you know which words are the best for you?"

"Of course, the four words "unbearable". In order to make me favor you, I actually used such a terrible method? The love pill? Where did you deceive this thing? It is really a good method to deceive me with the love pill!"

Lezhi held out his last breath and sneered: "Bi Jing, do you know that the love pill is only effective within two hundred years. In fact, the love pill is not the time when I chased into the Wan Yao Sect and you have countless beauties, but when we first met, it was exactly ten years. The love pill lost its effect ten years ago!"

Bi Jing's face suddenly looked ugly and he said coldly: "Impossible!"

"Everyone in the world loves to deceive himself. Bi Jing, I can't imagine that you can't be immune to the world! I'm so happy that I'm sincere to you in this life, so why do you go against your heart?"

"Then I will kill you and let you take a good look at my 'true heart' to you!" Bi Jing said angrily, and his five fingers turned into rootless claws, and he was so happy that he came.

Lezhi stared straight at Bi Jing, watching the sharp claw get closer and closer, and he showed no mercy at all. Lezhi suddenly closed his eyes.

This is his love disaster. If he dies at the hands of this man, it would be fine.

After a long time, I haven't waited for the pain of cutting my throat.

Lezhi slowly opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed from those beautiful eyes.

"Bi Jing, you can't bear to kill me, that's because you have me in your heart." Leye half crawled to Bi Jing's feet and looked at his handsome face almost obsessedly.

Bi Jing just looked at him coldly, withdrew the sharp claws in his hand and turned back to those slender hands.

"I am just thinking, if I let you go like this, wouldn't it be a good idea to you? You have deceived me for two hundred years and sent my favorite two beauties to cold prison. I suffered from the Ice Blade. If you don't let you suffer, how can you match the two beauties in me?"

Two beauties...

Goodbye to Lingxian Sect. The person who has been chanting for hundreds of years is actually hugging him, but he can no longer remember himself.

The pills refined with the blood in his heart can make the person who eats them concentrate on themselves. That was the first pill that Lezhi began to refine as a level nine alchemist, and it was used on Bi Jing.

This pill was indeed very effective. Lezhi sent the person he favored to in front of Bi Jing, but Bi Jing just looked at him gently.

At that time, I was very happy and thoughtful, and it was worthy of being a love pill.

Now, he was dug out of his inner elixir and threw it on the ground, but what he thought was that it was just a love pill.

The feelings that are deceived have an end after all.

The light in Lezhi's eyes dissipated bit by bit, and finally it was like a pool of stagnant water, without any more waves.

"Prepare him to cold prison."

The cold voice of the demon king rang out.

Lezhi was dragged out of the hall. At the door, he suddenly raised his head and saw Bi Jing sitting there. There was a beautiful boy next to him. The two of them were teasing each other.

Bi Jing didn't look at him at all.

Until I was taken to the cold prison, I still had fantasies.

After two hundred years of time, Bi Jing had no feelings for him.

He doesn't believe it.

So he was waiting.

Bright red blood flowed out of his abdomen, fell down the corner of his clothes to the ground, marking a long mark.

The blood on the ground gradually dried up.

The cold prison is getting closer and closer.

The cold prison of Wan Yao Sect is the hell on earth.

Lezhi squatted in the cold prison, and waves of coldness came invading.

However, there is also an advantage, that is, the blood in the wound between the abdomen has long formed into ice and the blood has stopped.

When the inner alchemy was taken, the cultivation level suddenly disappeared. Even if you want to use spiritual energy to keep the cold, you can't do it.

Originally, the bright red lips had turned blue, and they were so happy that they tightly shrank into a ball, but they were still very cold, and it seemed that the blood in the body had frozen.

Through a layer of mist, my eyes were so happy that I stared at the door.

"Bi Jing..." Le Zhi murmured softly.

As soon as my eyes turned dark, my body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Lezhi had a dream, and the dream was covered with white snow.

Bi Jing also had a dream, and the young man in red clothes was in the dream.

In Jingsheng Hall, blue smoke lingers.

Bi Jing woke up from his dream and shouted: "Zhi'er!"

The woman lying on the end of the bed stood up and heard the sound.

"Sect Master..." the woman called out gently.

The confusion in Bi Jing's eyes faded away, and his face gradually turned pale, which was very ugly.

"Go to Leng Prison to see if you are dying." Bi Jing said coldly.

The woman left respectfully.

Bi Jing was left in the hall, and the incense of Requiem was burning in the incense burner, and he was still very irritable.

He lay on the couch again.

There was a sound of footsteps in the hall, but he did not move.

The man stared at Bi Jing.

Bi Jing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person standing by the bed.

The middle-aged man was wearing a white robe. He was not very handsome, but he exuded a bookish spirit.

"What is love pill?"

"High-quality elixirs, which are guided by blood in the heart, can make people fall in love with themselves."

"You are my alchemist, why don't you know that I have taken the love pill?"

Meng Ling smiled: "I am just a fifth-level alchemist. The love pill needs at least a ninth-level alchemist to be able to be cultivated. If it weren't for purpose, I wouldn't be able to see it at all."

"When will the medicinal properties on my body be completely resolved?" Bi Jing thought of the dream just now, and his eyebrows couldn't help but frown.

Meng Ling was stunned for a moment: "I don't know that the two hundred years of sending love pills have arrived now. It is estimated that it will be fine in a few days."
Chapter completed!