Chapter 840 I'm so Sorry~
Yun Qingyan frowned and clenched the five fingers that clamped Jiang Wuya's neck, and a strong killing intent burst out from his bright black pupils.
Jiang Wuya just raised her red lips and looked at her with a pair of purple eyes.
However, the injuries on his face began to recover rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The bruises on the face, the marks on the corners of the mouth... are slowly disappearing.
how come? Yun Qingyan felt like she was holding a piece of profound iron, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't crush it.
Jiang Wuya shook his head lazily,
"The bones in my key parts have been specially tempered, and you can't crush them."
Immediately, he raised the corners of his lips proudly, "Even if it is crushed, it will fully recover within a quarter of an hour, kitty, are you sure you want to continue?"
He tilted his head.
Yun Qingyan said coldly.
Nothing can't be killed... But in her previous life, she had indeed seen countless powerful biological bloodlines in Nanming.
Even if there is only a little flesh and blood left, it can be recovered, and the terrifying resilience and vitality are enough to make any race shudder.
There are also some people who have rare treasures, and their resilience is much stronger than others. For example, her bitter sea green lotus seeds can make her recovery faster than others.
However, no matter how strong the resilience is, it needs to consume energy. Once the successor is insufficient... that is the real period of destruction.
I just don't know whether Jiang Wuya's terrifying resilience is because of his own blood... or because he has a strange treasure.
Only by knowing it can we "prescribe the right medicine".
When Yun Qingyan was thinking about what to do with Najiang Wuya, a loud noise came from all around.
"Hiss!" The terrifying spitting sounds gathered from all directions, accompanied by the sound of the scales rubbing against the ground, making people feel cold,
"Oh, there's a guest here." Jiang Wuya said lazily with a smile, his purple eyes arched.
She couldn't kill Jiang Wuya for a while and couldn't help him, Yun Qingyan subconsciously took a few steps away from the perverted, every step she took, the broken bones on her left ankle made her gasp in pain.
Xuan Jie couldn't open her foot injury and couldn't get treatment, and there was no Yuan force to relieve the pain. At this time, the injury on the ankle became her biggest weakness.
Jiang Wuya's purple eyes glanced lightly at Yun Qingyan's slender ankles, her red lips rose, and she stepped to Yun Qingyan's side, put one arm around her waist, and said intimately, "Tsk~ I forgot that kitty's feet were hurt. ~I'm so sorry~"
He said sorry, but there was no trace of sorry in those words.
Yun Qingyan gave Jiang Wuya a hard elbow, and slapped his hands on his waist away.
His eyes were as cold as cold blades, "Stay away from me!"
Being too close to this delicate pervert always gave her a creepy feeling.
She had a wound on her foot, but she had bloodthirsty vines.
Jiang Wuya has also lost his cultivation, but he has a resilience that is so strong that he cannot die.
Now, neither of them can do anything about the other, and there is a moment of harmony between them.
"Tsk, the kitty is so cold~" Jiang Wuya didn't care much about Yun Qingyan's rejection.
His slender fingers swept across his delicate chin, evilly and languidly, "This hall is only concerned about the injury on your feet~"
Doesn't he know who did the good thing for the injury on her foot? Yun Qingyan's eyes were slightly cold, and he was too lazy to leave him.
The bloodthirsty magic vine that was originally placed in the sea of Qi of Tianshu was summoned by her again, wrapped around her wrist, ready to attack at any time.
A pair of dark phoenix eyes exudes a wolf-like vicious light, full of vigilance, like a beast ready to go.