jdhmnovel Chapter 217 Tree Grandma
Chapter 217 Tree Grandma
"No, I can't suck it anymore. If I do, I'll explode."
Xiaoqian saw Wencai’s face flushed and he pounced on her ferociously. She was so scared that she didn’t even want to play the piano anymore and wanted to fly away.
Her speed is not as fast as her literary talent.
I was hugged and couldn't get free no matter how hard I struggled.
Then, the hot yang energy was forcibly transferred into the body through the mouth.
As a ghost, Xiaoqian never thought that her belly would be so swollen by yang energy that it would almost explode.
In the past, the mummies that my grandma had sucked still had a trace of residual yang energy.
Xiaoqian and her ghost sisters rushed forward and tried to suck the dried corpse left by grandma.
This kind of mummies are the leftovers. In order to grab the leftovers, the ghost sisters once fought with each other and had many conflicts.
Xiao Qian now has excess yang energy and is in great pain.
Ghosts are happy to absorb yang energy, but they need to digest it slowly.
Forcing Yang Qi into your body without digestion will cause extreme pain.
It’s like a big-eating anchor stuffing himself with lobster and steak just to attract traffic.
The way of heaven damages more than it can and makes up for what is deficient.
Don’t replenish too much, otherwise your body will explode.
Wencai is also average. His method of warding off evil spirits continuously increases his Yang energy. If he doesn't donate it to the female ghost, she will cut off her treasure.
Although he has figured out how to cut and connect them.
But after all, cutting yourself will cause psychological trauma.
So let others suffer but don’t make yourself suffer.
Carrying Xiaoqian back to the house, I felt a surge of yang energy.
Xiaoqian's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and it had grown from five months pregnant to seven or eight months pregnant.
Xiaoqian shed tears helplessly, her fingers tightly grasping the edge of the bed.
"How dare you, a female ghost, suck the yang energy of a human. Mr. Ning, don't be fooled. This woman is an evil ghost. Let me take her in."
The bearded Yan Chixia discovered that Xiaoqian was not fishing for lechers at the lake.
I thought she wanted to be lazy and hook up with the pretty boy who just came a few days ago.
I saw Xiaoqian doing something indecent with someone in the room.
He kicked the door open and saw the adulterer, a man and a ghost, twisting on the bed. It turned out not to be the handsome scholar Ning Caichen, but another man.
This female ghost is too open-minded. He was a handsome young man yesterday, but he turned into a muscular man today.
Yan Chixia was about to grab Xiaoqian and take her away.
Suddenly, my nose moved and I smelled the strong yang energy emanating from Wencai.
"Nine Suns Holy Body, it's actually the Nine Suns Holy Body."
"Haha, after searching everywhere for something, I finally found it without any effort."
Yan Chixia was excited.
The Nine Yang Holy Body has an endless supply of Yang energy.
If I use it up today, there will be more tomorrow.
It is simply inexhaustible.
If a cultivator can obtain a Nine Yang Holy Body, he can create his own army of ghost soldiers and roam the two worlds.
Yan Chixia took direct action and grabbed Wencai.
Seeing Yan Chixia being captured, Wencai was no exception.
Trapped by a spell, bound by a ghost rope.
Two blocking skills are used at the same time.
Phantom Shield and Holy Armor are added at the same time.
Defense 17, Magic Defense 15, Strength 12.
The literary talent attribute was fully activated, and three mutant skeletons were summoned at the same time to surround Yan Chixia and chop him with axes.
He used poison magic to throw the corpse venom at Yan Chixia.
The lightning and thunder fist crackled through the air.
Yan Chixia struggled lightly, and the ghost-binding rope broke.
No matter how thunder and lightning strike, the magic defense of up to 50 and 12 lightning spells cannot break the defense.
Three mutant skeletons came towards him and chopped him down.
He suddenly summoned a black wooden sword box from thin air.
The sword box opened, and an ancient sword with a simple appearance, as if it had accumulated countless years of history, flew into Yan Chixia's hands.
"Xuanyuan Sword, the divine sword that slays demons."
With a flash of sword light, the magic spell barrier and the three mutated skeletons were shattered at the same time.
The power gap is too great.
Wencai is a Maoshan master from the Republic of China world.
The world of the Republic of China is already in the Dharma Ending Age, and Yan Chixia is the immortal swordsman in the fairy tales and fantasy films.
Fairy tale films are set in the era of high-level martial arts, where a single sword can split mountains and break peaks.
It can be said that the most powerful zombies in Uncle Jiu’s world combined are not as powerful as Yan Chixia’s sword.
The Xishuangbanna Iron Armored Zombies, Sulfur Zombies, Music Zombies, and Royal Zombies are all a joke compared to Yan Chixia's.
It’s not as powerful as the giant corpse that appeared in the second part of A Chinese Ghost Story.
The battle between Wencai and Yan Chixia is like the battle between Chu Renmei and Sun Wukong.
One sword breaks all the laws, Yan Chixia slashed with one sword.
The three mutant skeletons shattered, and the demon-trapping barrier disappeared.
Even Yan Chixia was a little surprised.
Because Wencai's Lightning Thunder Fist, the Trapped Spell, and the Mutated Skeletons seem to be quite effective.
I didn't expect it to be so fragile and break at the slightest touch.
A handful of literary talent in your hands.
He took out a soul-locking needle and stabbed it hard into his head.
In an instant, Wencai felt as if a red-hot steel needle had entered his brain.
Fortunately, he also has the ability to shut off pain.
Although it was extremely painful, he didn't even make a sound.
The soul-locking needle is injected into the brain to seal the soul.
Ling Wencai felt weak all over and became listless.
Yan Chixia let Wencai go and said domineeringly: "What's your name? From now on, I will be your lord. As long as you behave yourself, I will ensure that you will have no worries for the rest of your life."
This is indeed true.
As a top-grade medicine man, anyone who dares to kill Wencai would be like killing his ancestors.
However, being a furnace cauldron means having your yang energy sucked away by ghosts every day, and you'll feel extremely empty all day long, which is simply a life worse than death for the furnace cauldron.
Yan Chixia grabbed Wencai, glared at Xiaoqian and said, "Bitch, you have the Nine Suns Holy Body but you dare not ring the bell. If I hadn't betrothed you to the Black Mountain Old Demon, I would have beaten you to pieces and you would never be reincarnated."
After saying that, he ignored Xiaoqian and carried Wencai to the big locust tree.
"Grandma asked, I brought you some delicious food."
"Remember, don't suck him to death. You can only leave a trace of Yang energy every day."
The trunk of the locust tree, which looks like a giant tower, has a tree hole that is as tall as a person.
Yan Chixia threw Wencai in.
It was pitch black in the tree hole, and a slippery tongue stretched out and pushed into Wencai's mouth.
Wencai felt nauseous.
That is the weird, androgynous grandma's evil tongue.
Strangely, this ghost's tongue is quite sweet.
There is also a bit of green plant fragrance, like the sweet tongue of a girl who has just chewed Wrigley gum.
Then, Wencai felt the yang energy in his body rapidly draining away.
As his Yang energy was lost, he did not feel any pain, but instead his body felt cool.
I don’t know how long it took, but half of the yang energy was sucked away.
The Yang hyperactivity state disappeared, and Wencai's 1000 points of Yang energy became the full value of 500 points.
"Ok!"
Grandma called out softly.
The pure Yang Qi produced by absorbing the Nine Yang Qi is just like absorbing the Yang energy of a young boy, both of which are great tonics for ghosts.
When Wencai heard this "hmm" sound, it was not like the grandmother in the plot who was sometimes male and sometimes female. Instead, he felt it was somewhat pleasant and familiar.
"It seems like Bai Rourou."
Unfortunately, the tree hole was pitch black and I couldn’t see anything at all.
He wanted to shout, but he couldn't because his mouth was blocked by the ghost's tongue.
I wanted to move, but my body felt limp as if I had lost strength and I couldn't even lift my hands.
I don’t know how long it took, but the yang energy was sucked away and only a few dozen points were left.
The ghost retracted his tongue.
"Bai Rourou?"
Wencai shouted in a weak voice.
"You are, you are Fellow Daoist Xu?"
A female voice responded in the darkness.