How to cough up blood

The blood line began to decrease, indicating that the bone transplant went smoothly.

He obviously hasn't seen Fuzhi for five days, but he feels that it's been a long time.

I don't know what came to mind, he suddenly flipped through his Qiankun bag, after a long while, he found a photo stone, and rubbed it with his fingertips for a while

This is the video he recorded by pestering Fuzhi on the eve of the joint registration ceremony.

A gentle smile floated on Yin Lingxi's lips, and he slowly poured the devilish energy into it, without any thoughts of charming, he just stared at Fuzhi in rapt attention.

He just misses him.

After the cloud and rain, Yin Lingxi stared at Fuzhi's sleeping face, thinking, his master is pretty no matter how you look at it.

You look good when you are shy, you look good when you are cold, and you look good when you are angry.

At this time, the sword master who had fallen asleep in the photo stone slowly opened his eyes.

Yin Lingxi was taken aback for a moment, and continued to read.

I saw the sword master set up a shielding magic circle, and then called Duanchen sword, brushed his hair away, and stabbed his back fiercely with the tip of the sword, cutting a hideous bloody gash.

Yin Lingxi's expression changed suddenly, and he stood up abruptly. An extremely absurd idea appeared in his mind. He took a step back and murmured: "No...impossible..."

The scene was still going on, the sword master forcibly cut the Zhijing bone in half, and sealed the gentle Zhengu in the body of the sleeping little apprentice beside him.

Sword Master's face was pale, and his smile was gentle and joyful, he said

This is a gift from the master to you. I wish you a happy life and no worries.

Yin Lingxi only felt that the blood all over his body had frozen inch by inch.