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Chapter 41

Feng Zizhang honestly walked to the bedside and went to coax the child with Jiang Yizheng.

"What are the seniors doing?" Jiang Yizheng saw him coming, and turned to look at Ning Buwei, but Feng Zizhang held his head and turned back.

Jiang Yizheng: "?"

Feng Zizhang pointed at Ning Xiu and said, "Look at how cute this dog is."

"Yeah~" Ning Xiu kicked his legs.

Suzaku's broken knife is suspended in the air, pointing at the heart of the body.

Ning didn't have to stretch out his hand to squeeze the broken knife, and stretched out his hand to tear the clothes off his body, revealing a large white chest, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

The face is not pinched, but the figure is good.

Suzaku's broken knife pierced his fingertips, and he began to draw a blood talisman on the opponent's heart.

Although there is no soul in the body, there will still be an instinctive reaction, and the whole body staggers a step back with some resistance.

Ning didn't miss the first stroke, blood dripped on the floor, he raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and pressed the other person's bare shoulders a little rudely, pressed his body firmly against the wall, and quickly wrote.

On the other side, Feng Zizhang couldn't help but glanced at the side curiously. From his perspective, he could see that the senior was trapping the body in his arms, the man's shirt was half-fading, his fair shoulders were exposed, and the senior's hand was pressing on the small slender section. On his neck, he looked inexplicably... hiss.

Feng Zizhang couldn't describe it, but his ears reddened quietly, he hurriedly turned his head, and by the way, he covered Jiang Yizheng and Ning Xiu's eyes.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yizheng was puzzled.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu protested.

"No, I don't know, children can't read it anyway." Feng Zizhang stammered.

So weird, I couldn't help but look at it again.

Jiang Yizheng opened his fingers and widened his eyes to see.

Ning Bu was at a first-rate level for the talisman, and the last stroke landed right in the middle of the heart of the body. He was about to close the brush, but his wrist was grasped by a warm hand.

Ning did not think that the secret passage was bad, the Suzaku broken knife in his hand turned and rushed straight to his heart, but he was easily avoided by the other party.

The body lowered his head to "look" at his half-faded clothes and the blood talisman still dripping from his heart, and was silent for a moment.

Rather than miss a hit, he retreated decisively.

The body didn't make another move, but reached out and pulled up the clothes that Ning Buwei had torn up in a mess, covering it tightly to the chin, and then raised his head again.

Although there is no face, but inexplicably expresses a sense of blame.

Ning Buwei: "..."

Although the Suzaku Broken Sabre was in the opponent's body, he dared to open the shell because the opponent's spirit was not there, but if the spirit was still there, he would not be able to do it again.

A crippled person who has lost all cultivation, may even be the power of the Theravada period in the last integration period, and I am afraid that he is not too quick to die.

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