Chapter 974: 358: Falling from the Sky

"You actually...you actually replenish me...you...you want to kill me..." Two snow-white and tender little hands grabbed the pillow under her head tightly. The God of Love felt comfortable as if she had malaria, and choked her teeth, her legs kept kicking and kicking, and her buttocks were twisting restlessly, and she unconsciously moaned in her throat. But her face was extremely pale, and the tone revealed the horror of death that she was about to die. She was very clear about the current dangerous situation, but the comfortable feeling that penetrated her bone marrow was absolutely irresistible.

Being picked and repaired is an extremely comfortable process, and coupled with the golden cylinders produced by Yidi, it is even more uncontrollable. The God of Love has done this countless times with a voice, but this time it is completely passive.

"You are right, I just want to suck you dry. You have done this kind of immoral behavior thousands or tens of thousands of times in your life. Now that you are dead in this matter, you deserve it. You shouldn't blame me!" Yi Tusheng smiled and his mind was running in his body for a week, accelerating the absorption of the Yuanyin of the God of Love.

The God of Love was already very rapid, but it became even more intense at this moment. The originally lively and attractive eyes also became a little dull, like a drowning person, slashing around with both hands, trying to push Yi Tusheng away, but with her weak body at this moment, even if she touched Yi Tusheng, she could not imagine that she could use her strength.

At this moment, Yi Tusheng, as powerful Yuanyin entered his body, his skin began to shed, just like a baby born for two days. The retired skin fell one by one on the bed. The newly born skin was like mutton fat and warm jade, even more than a beautiful woman. He felt that his youth, which had passed for more than 30 years, was back, as if he had returned to the moment of his newborn...

At the same time, the true energy in his body began to surge, like a flood storage. The water level was rising higher and higher, and it was about to destroy the embankment and explode. In a vague way, Yi Tusheng felt that if this torrent really exploded, then it was very likely to have reached the so-called innate realm. However, although the flood continued to surge, it lacked a driving force and could not explode. Yi Tusheng even felt that that kind of power was not given by the God of Love, and even if it was sucked away, it was useless. That kind of power was like a storm sweeping the waves.

"Don't... don't kill me... I... serve you in the future... I love you..." The God of Love suddenly breathed heavily, and he always sucked to the end of his breath, then spit it out, and then started the next one, just like an asthma patient at the last moment of his life. Her eyes were staring at the roof of the car, her ten fingers curled into claws, and her face was pale, but her dull eyes still contained unscathing happiness...

"At this moment, you are still talking nonsense. You are not a god. Why don't you recruit people to save you? If you can find someone to save you, I will let you go. My words always count. However, I will give you three seconds. When I count to three, you will end your life." Yi Tusheng vaguely felt that the well of the God of Love had reached the end. As long as she took another breath, she would be completely finished.

"One, two, three!" Yi Tusheng counted three numbers, suddenly used all his strength, and used all his energy to absorb the last bit of the energy of the God of Love. The God of Love's breathing was about to stop, and his fingers began to slowly stretch, and he was about to leave this world, but just as the word "three" was turned out, Yi Tusheng heard a sound of his clothes breaking through the air.

With a loud "Peng!", a figure fell from the roof of the car and directly hit the body of the God of Love. It was hit on the sky, just facing Yi Tusheng's eyes.

Yi Tusheng had already completely sucked the God of Love, waiting for the two of them to separate, and then lost all the Yuanyin and then lost the dual-cultural partner. The God of Love would undoubtedly die. The situation was like the withering of a leaf, but this process would be faster, just a few dozen seconds.

However, when this person who suddenly fell off the roof of the car was frightened, Yi Tusheng was distracted, his mind was confused, and his mind was disintegrating. In the end, the little Yuanyin he had absorbed could not be kept, and slipped back into the body of the God of Love. The God of Love was like a person who was rescued by electric shock after a sudden myocardial infarction. He vomited, and breathed out a breath, and he actually came back to life.

Yi Tusheng suddenly left the body of the God of Love, trembling with the muscles all over his body, looked at the roof of the car, and then looked at the man who looked up at him. It was actually a woman, and it seemed that he had seen her there, a very charming middle-aged beauty, dressed in a plump and seductive manner, holding a pair of goldbas in her hand.

"Dianmu, isn't she the Dianmu under Zuo Liangyu? Why did she come to me for?!" Yi Tusheng shouted in his heart.

Yi Tusheng stood up suddenly, and he was about to take action when he pulled out his posture, but he found that the eyes of the Dianmu seemed to be inappropriate. At this time, there was a trace of blood on the corners of the Dianmu's lips. His eyes were straight at Yi Tusheng's legs, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror, saying in silence: "The golden one is actually golden..."

After saying that, he felt it was inappropriate again, and he spat, his pink face turned red, and he jumped up and turned his head: "Shameless, don't look at me with a golden gun, put it away, who are you?!"

"Hey, where are you looking? Who is shameless? The couple is so sad? What are you running in? This is too bullying." Yi Tusheng hurriedly pulled down the curtain of the bed and wrapped it in his body. He is not a god of love, and it is really unbearable to be watched by others.

"Puff!" The mother of Dian suddenly spit out something that was "similar to blood", her body swayed a little, and she seemed to be unable to stand any longer. There was a sound of catching an assassin outside the car. The reason why Yi Tusheng felt that the thing she spit out was "similar to blood" was because the blood she spit out was "blue".

"The grass is actually the Blue Blood Sect. Who injured you?!" Yi Tusheng's mind turned and suddenly remembered that this blue blood was a special symbol of the Blue Blood Divine Palm.

"Don't worry about who hurt me. Hurry up and find a place to hide me, or I will kill you!" The mother of Dian rushed over, raised a gold draw and pressed it on Yi Tusheng's neck with a sharp edge, intimidating him.

"Cough cough!" The God of Love suddenly coughed twice, sat up suddenly, formed a handprint on his hands, and blood squirted wildly, and began to activate his true energy. In order to save his life, he could only do so.
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