PFC Chapter 502: Red Dust Flower, Immortal
Chapter 502: Red Dust Flower, Immortal
In the deserted forest, Li Changxiao tore off the robe that covered his body. As the spiritual energy seeped into the robe, it triggered the hidden result of a dream. He and Ji Beiming, one of the three great geniuses of the mermaid clan, stared at each other from a distance.
When the effect of the hidden fruit faded, Ji Beiming clenched his fist and smashed it on the stone pillar beside him. With a roar, cracks spread like earthworms. Ji Beiming, who was always calm and indifferent, with everything in mind and calmly managing the country, could no longer remain calm at this moment.
Not only did the man in white not die, he also saved Wang Ruyi...
He and his merman group had a smooth journey, but at the last step, they were strangled by an outsider and fell into a passive position. Moreover, Ji Beiming was so smart that the man in white was still alive. I am afraid that Ji Lu has already...
"What a good trick, haha, it really is a good trick." Ji Beiming regained his composure, slowly sat down, and gently stroked the armrest with his crystal clear and white fingers.
While thinking about how to deal with it, Ji Xue came over after hearing the noise. Seeing the broken stone pillar, she frowned and asked, "Brother Bei Ming, what happened?"
Ji Beiming raised his eyes and his gaze fell on Ji Xue. He tapped the armrest lightly with his fingers. His sharp claws chiseled a small hole in the expensive wooden chair. The wooden chair that was solid for humans was like tofu for the mermaids and could not withstand much tossing and turning.
Ji Beiming was thinking that if Ji Nan were to take Wang Ruyi back, it would be just right. Even if he was defeated, he could still consume the opponent's spiritual energy.
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On the other hand, since she knew the usual method and couldn't remove the body-covering robe, she might as well just do it simply and violently. Li Changxiao's spiritual energy enveloped Wang Ruyi's whole body. The transparent spiritual energy, which seemed real and fake, penetrated seamlessly and quickly penetrated the body-covering robe, wrapping her completely from the inside out. Wang Ruyi was stunned, but before she could come to her senses, the body-covering robe that had troubled her for a long time began to tear its threads inch by inch, and the momentum continued. Within two breaths, the outermost layer of the robe was completely torn.
Because his robe was torn, a cool breeze took advantage of the situation and blew into his body through the seams. Wang Ruyi let out a light "hmm". It had been a long time since he felt the cool breeze blowing on his clothes. It seemed as if the stuffiness that had been held in for a month was swept away at this moment.
Li Changxiao waved his hand again, and the outer layer of the body-covering robe completely burst, revealing the inner layer that tightly wrapped the body. Li Changxiao pinched his fingers together, moved his hand like this, and waved his hand like that, summoning a strong wind. The wind was cool, but also a bit sharp. It peeled off the inner robe piece by piece, wisp by wisp, inch by inch, and gust by gust.
After a few breaths, Wang Ruyi was surprised and happy, but her joy could not brew and ferment, and she screamed. The empress who had been high and mighty and humble as mud had experienced pain, joy, sadness, and crying, but she had never been so ashamed.
She squatted down on the spot, buried her head in her knees, and dared not raise her head. Her ears seemed to be burned by fire, red and transparent.
She was almost smoking with shame, and the robe that covered her body was completely removed, leaving only her beautiful body and the rope of sin that was tightly wrapped around her arm. Li Changxiao stopped the magic and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the material of the robe was strong, it could not do anything to him. What really bothered him was that he could not hurt Wang Ruyi when he cut off the robe inch by inch. This required the exquisite use of spiritual energy, and Li Changxiao obviously exceeded his expectations. At this moment, Wang Ruyi was only one step away from complete freedom, and that was to remove the rope of sin.
Li Changxiao stroked his chin and circled around Wang Ruyi, his eyes all on the rope. The rope of sin was silver-white in color, like iron but not iron, with the toughness of iron and the softness of rope. It took root in the flesh and once entangled, it could not be removed. Wang Ruyi's arms were forcibly pulled to his back, and his elbows, wrists and other parts were tied with this rope, making them inseparable.
Ordinary people have weak bodies and need to keep their blood flowing. If they are tied up with ordinary ropes, within two hours, if they are not untied, their arms will be disabled and they will be close to death. Not to mention that Wang Ruyi has been tied up for not just one or two days, but for half a month or a month, and she is still alive and kicking. It is not because she has a strong physique, different from ordinary people, but because the sin rope does not hinder the blood circulation, and even helps the blood circulation.
Li Changxiao used his spiritual sense to sweep through the wrists, frowning slightly. The difficulty of this sin rope was no less than that of the body-covering robe. It was said that it took root in the flesh, and there were tiny hairs that drilled into the limbs and entangled with the blood vessels, fascia, etc.
As time goes by, it will become more and more difficult to remove. If you force it off, the consequences will only be bloody and miserable. Wang Ruyi's voice trembled: "Long laugh... I..."
Before she could finish her words, she felt so embarrassed that she simply buried her head in her knees. Even if she was attracted to him, how could she remain calm standing in front of him in such a posture and appearance? She felt so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and never come out. She wanted the man in white not to look at her, but she also wanted him to look at her more.
Li Changxiao thought seriously, but did not notice Wang Ruyi's shyness. He walked forward, grabbed Wang Ruyi's wrist with one hand, and gently lifted it up. Wang Ruyi's brain was struck by lightning, and she felt the warmth of the other's palm. For a moment, she was happy, angry, ashamed, and expectant.
"Is it really necessary to do this..." Wang Ruyi put her toes together, rubbed them up and down, stood up obediently, bit her lips, and looked so shy, charming, happy, and shy. She was in her prime, like the most intoxicating wine in the world. I don't know where the daughter's mind has drifted to, and what she has become.
In comparison, the white-clad swordsman who was concentrating on untying the rope seemed unromantic, unsympathetic, ignorant of good and evil, and without a sense of propriety.
Such a delicate flower is right here, but Wang Ruyi doesn't pick it, look at it, or appreciate it. It only lingers in his mind. He doesn't necessarily want to untie the torn rope, but only hopes that the thing he fears will come true.
Or a little more intense.
It is really complicated. It is really complicated.
The words are not clear.
How could Li Changxiao know all this? His spiritual energy poured into Wang Ruyi's arms. He pinched a seal with one hand, and his long hair fluttered without wind. He looked like a god or a devil. His spiritual energy and consciousness merged together, and he removed the invisible and intangible fine hairs that had deeply penetrated into his body one by one.
The whole process felt tingling and numb, like ants crawling slowly, and yet it was indescribably comfortable. Li Changxiao was very focused, and after all the hairs were carefully removed, he placed his fingers on Wang Ruyi's shoulder blades.
He bent his fingers to make a flick, and then exerted force. The mysterious power shook Wang Ruyi's body, and the rope of sin turned into dust and dissipated. Li Changxiao was quick in his hands and mind, and took out a robe to cover the breathtaking and moving scenery under his clothes.
This matter.
Li Changxiao stretched, yawned, and walked a few steps before turning back and slapping the empress with a big chestnut, causing her to feel pain.
As a ruler of a country, you can't have such evil thoughts.
The man in white turned and left.
The flowers of the mortal world were gorgeous and bloomed towards him, for him.
It's not that he can't see or feel.
The flowers of the world, oh, the flowers of the world, are the most heartbreaking. They are just a white flower in the sky and earth. You can look at them from afar, touch them, blow on them, and smell their fragrance, but you just can't pick them.