165, weird house, weird bones

The room is still cloudy and dark, and the phosphorous juice smears Hanjing's lips with a seductive luster. Without silk, she sat cross-legged and practiced, and her delicate and soft body was like a perfect ice sculpture.

Yang Feng is no longer in the house, and all the traces that should not have been cleaned up. Even Han Jing took a new set of clothes and put them at the head of the bed. It was a set of light purple women's clothing, and the materials and workmanship are excellent.

When he came and went, Yang Feng didn't wake up Han Jing, and he was a little guilty to avoid.

After waking up, she thought it was just a relatively clear dream. She was embarrassed to think too much about what happened in the dream and began to practice. During this period, he came back, but she didn't know.

I was injured on the crucifix, and after a night of spring dream, he magically recovered. In addition to hermazement, Han Jing found another strange phenomenon.

The aura of the same attribute in heaven and earth is introduced into the body, and the ratio of 10 to 1 a week is converted into Xuanli in its Dantian, which is an ordinary qualification. 30% of the proportion is high, and 50% is a genius.

Han Jing, a demon-shaped genius, has a transformation rate of 70% of the aura. The aura poured into Dantian was quickly full of ice mysterious power. Just as she was about to finish her practice, although the ice soul sword was not in Dantian, where the sword power still existed, the sword power seemed to show its hegemony or simply a repulsion reaction, wrapped the ice mysterious power in the Dantian and then condensed into a sword spirit.

The condensed shape of the sword is the appearance of an ice soul sword. With the cold spirit gushing out of Dantian, it is like a spirit snake swimming in the veins, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

It's amazing! Han Jing was not restrained by surprise and let the sword spirit swim by herself. Anyway, she felt that this sword spirit did not mean to hurt herself, and she was wandering along the route according to the skills she thought in her mind.

Until the sword spirit deviated from the fourth heavy ice Xuangong operation route she deduced and rushed into a hidden vein that she had never noticed before. She was a little busy, trying to guide the sword spirit back to the established route.

Jianqi seemed to have its own will and did not obey Han Jing's opinion. He rushed into another hidden vein from that hidden vein, which opened Han Jing's eyes and understood that there were so many unknown veins in her body.

Compaign normal veins to rivers. Hidden veins are branches of rivers, and they are very small branches. Under normal circumstances, they are completely negligible, and only a small amount of blood flows in.

The speed of sword air rushing into the hidden vein automatically slowed down a little, but the pain of impacting the hidden vein still made Han Jing feel faint and became a luxury. She began to recall the details of the real spring dream to divert her attention.

Spring dream is actually not very accurate. During that period, it was basically practicing.

Han Jing remembers that the thunder and lightning in Dantian was pouring like rain. If it hadn't been for the sword power left by the ice soul sword, Dantian would have been bombarded to death.

Later, Yang Feng's intervention has been seizing the violent thunder and lightning energy of her Dantian with Jianwei, like willow silk escaping in the wind, so that the lightning energy is gradually pulled away from her Dantian.

Aftertaste, let the most painful and painful moment slip away unconsciously, and the sword spirit finally no longer opens up a new battlefield, but a round-trip recovery, until the hidden pulse is fixed.

When he opened his eyes, he didn't find Yang Feng in the room, but saw the ice crystal nucleus that he used to gather the spiritual array and ran out of energy and turned it into a stone. Han Jing wanted to call her "Master", but her mouth seemed to be frozen and couldn't scream. After that relationship, can it still be regarded as a master and apprentice? She is very confused.

Touching the clothes at the head of the bed, the silky feel made her fall in love with the material of the clothes. She raised her long skirt and shook it, and Han Jing giggled.

For a long time, I haven't worn women's makeup. I can wear women's makeup and dress up beautifully to die. Only then will my mother recognize that this is her most concerned daughter!

Thinking of the dead word, Han Jing's smile became reluctant. She was unwilling to die at such a young age. If she could do it again, she would have no other choice. When Ye Guyun and the others were arrested, she also abandoned her sword to protect them from dying.

"Ayun, should go home and see his mother?" Han Jing said quietly. Tears slipped quietly. She quickly wiped it clean and put on her clothes.

I still remember that Yang Feng told her not to go out, and Han Jing rarely obedient only tossed around in the room. She found a box under the bed and opened it. She saw a box full of bugs. She felt an itchy skin and quickly threw the box out of the door.

At the moment when the door opened and closed, gray fog floated in, clinging to the back of Han Jing's hand, and the bone joints felt stiff.

"Is it really evil? Why are there no abnormalities in the joints of the whole body when you come in? Han Jing said to herself. After applying some bacterial juice to the bone joints, the bone joints will recover as usual in a short time. She has a strong interest in the worry-free bacteria.

The growth of worry-free bacteria in the room maintained a certain balance. Han Jing dug out all the worry-free bacteria and spread them into juice all over the joints of the body. In a blink of an eye, a corresponding number of worry-free bacteria appeared in the room.

Idle is also idle. Han Jing, regardless of wearing a beautiful and valuable skirt, began to dig deep along the corner of the wall. The wet and rotten soil was turned up, and the smell in the room was even worse.

Anyway, she couldn't smell it. In the dark room, she couldn't see the sun, moon and stars. She didn't know how long the time had passed, and Han Jing was happy to dig it.

A huge white bone with faint phosphorescence was found, "Oh, it seems that the wall is connected to the bone." Han Jing said to herself. The sound echoed in the room, and it felt a little ghostly. Unconsciously stroked the bone, and she said with pity, "After a hundred deaths, it should be grounded for peace. Who is so hateful and disturbs the peace of the dead."

She wanted to dig out the bone and bury it in another place, but Han Jing found that the wall was more solid than she imagined. After a long time, she was so tired that she couldn't separate the bone from the wall that didn't look like stone and wood.

"If the ice sword is there, it will definitely destroy this evil prison!" Han Jing finally roared out, and her eyes turned red, and she was so wronged.

In terms of her age, her experience is beyond psychological endurance. In this strange room that doesn't see the sun, her psychological quality is super good not to go crazy.

I faintly heard crying in my ears, which was thin but sad. It is more touching in this more grave-like room. Han Jing's tears couldn't help but fill her eyes, "I won't cry!" With her roar, tears were forced back.

From Han Jing's hand touching the bone, she felt suppressed by a mysterious force. The blood of her whole body began to cling, and the operation of the ice mysterious force became slow. The air sword that returned to Dantian with the power of the ice soul sword shook up and guided the stagnant ice mysterious power cycle in Dantian.

Just maintain the posture of grasping the bones, showing resistance to the situation in front of her. Han Jing inadvertently turned the pressure into a driving force and promoting the independent cycle of ice in the body, which is equivalent to entering the mysterious realm that only the holy strong can achieve in advance.

All the unusual things have become the most common things here in Han Jing. She found that the ice mysterious power in her body could circulate autonomously, and she was not particularly happy.

The crying in her ears became louder and miserable, which made Han Jing's mind pulled. If it hadn't been for the blocked breath in her heart to remind herself that "I don't cry" all the time, she would have cried with the cry.

When the mysterious cry could not affect Han Jing, it turned into an angry roar, which seemed easier to resonate with Han Jing's mood, but the air sword in Dantian burst out a cold air when her anger was about to rush to the top, making her whole body cool down in an extreme cold.

Together with the strange bone, there is a thin layer of ice on the extremely cold cage. The wall and the newly turned soil are covered with a layer of white frost after frost.

Inadvertently, it became a mysterious amount in her bones to compete with the air sword in Han Jing's body. She could not control it at all. She was completely passively endured by the gentle collision of two kinds of energy. Her body became a arena, her mind was affected, and her expression changed a lot.

No one noticed what Han Jing had experienced. She was also confused. It was not until the mysterious energy in her bones was dispersed and swallowed by the Qi sword to make the Qi sword grow stronger that she breathed a long sigh of relief. Then, he said confusedly, "What kind of bone is this?" It's so weird!"

"Don't touch that bone!"

Yang Feng kicked the door and only saw the cold people on the ground. He rushed over like a strong wind and saw the bones held by Han Jing in the deep pit. His face suddenly turned pale, and his knees fell softly on the ground. "Damn it, damn it, why didn't I remind her? I knew that this girl had no taboos than her to dare!"

"What are you talking about? It's strange." Han Jing raised her face. Remove the original face of the mask like a beautiful flower blooming quietly in this dark space. The faint light of phosphorus cast a layer of strange color on the flower and instantly took away Yang Feng's mind. He looked at it infatutuatedly and didn't realize what she was talking about at all.

After waiting for a while and didn't wait for the answer, Han Jing was annoyed. She picked up the bone and knocked on Yang Feng's forehead: "What's wrong with you?"

"Can you hold this bone?" Yang Feng pointed to the bones and shouted like a ghost.

Han Jing raised her bones and shook them, and then screamed: "Ah! Really, I just took a lot of effort to move it. How could it suddenly pick it up? I'm dizzy!"

Yang Feng, who had just stood up, slipped off the pit and was close to Han Jing face to face. He didn't have time to climb out. He held Han Jing's wrist and shouted, "What happened just now?"

"It's just that you're missing, like being dragged away by a ghost." She was angry that Yang Feng had left herself in this haunted house, and Han Jing knocked him with a bone when she heard the words.