Yun Qingyan frowned and tightened the five fingers that clamped Jiang Wuya's neck, and a strong murderous intent burst out from his dark pupils.

Jiang Wuya just raised his red lips and looked at her with purple eyes.

However, the injuries on his face began to recover quickly with a visible degree of naked eyes.

The bruises on the face and traces on the corners of the mouth... are slowly disappearing.

How could it be? Yun Qingyan felt like she was holding a piece of black iron under her, and 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."

Then, he raised the corner of his lips proudly, "Even if it is crushed, it can fully recover within a quarter of an hour. Kitten, are you sure you want to continue?"

He tilted his head and said.

Yun Qingyan's eyes were cold and silent.

There is nothing that cannot be killed...but in her previous life, she did see countless powerful biological bloodlines in the Nanming Realm.

Even if there is only a little flesh and blood left, it can recover. The terrifying recovery and vitality are enough to make any race scared.

There are also some people who have rare treasures and their recovery power is much stronger than others. For example, her bitter sea green lotus seeds can help her recover from injuries faster than others.

However, no matter how strong the recovery power is, it requires energy consumption. Once there is insufficient succession... it is the real period of destruction.

I just don’t know whether Jiang Wuya’s terrifying recovery is because of his own bloodline... or his possession of a strange treasure.

Only when you know can you ‘prescribe the right medicine’.

When Yun Qingyan was thinking about what to do with Najiang Wuya, a noisy sound came from all around.

"Shit!" A terrifying voice came from all directions, accompanied by the friction of scales on the ground, making people feel cold.

"Oh, the guest is here." Jiang Wuya smiled and bent his purple eyes and said lazily.

If you can't kill Jiang Wuya for the time being, you can't do anything to him. Yun Qingyan subconsciously moved away from this perverted step. Every time she took a step, the broken bones on her left ankle made her breath in pain.

Xuan Jie's foot injury cannot be opened and cannot be treated, and he has no energy to relieve the pain. At this time, the injury on the ankle became her biggest weakness.

Jiang Wuya's purple eyes glanced at Yun Qingyan's slender ankles with a faint look, raised his red lips, flashed to Yun Qingyan's side, put his arm around her waist, and said intimately, "Tsk~ I forgot that the kitten's foot was injured~ I'm so sorry~"

He said sorry, but there was no sign of apologetic in his words.

Yun Qingyan elbowed Jiang Wuya with an elbow, and slapped his hand on his waist away.

His eyes were as cold as a cold blade, "Stay away from me!"

Too close to this perverted sperm, she always feels creepy.

She was injured on her feet, but she had the bloodthirsty demon vine.

Jiang Wuya also lost his cultivation, but he had the ability to recover from his strength to death.

Now, no one can do anything to each other, and there is a moment of harmony between them.

"Tsk, the kitten is so cold~" Jiang Wuya didn't care much about Yun Qingyan's rejection.

His slender fingers swept across his delicate jaw, and he was so evil and lazy, "I just care about the wounds on your feet~"

Don’t he know who did the good deed of the injury on her feet? Yun Qingyan’s eyes were slightly cold, and she was too lazy to leave him.

The bloodthirsty demon vine that was originally placed in the Tianshu Qi Sea was summoned by her again, wrapped around her wrists, ready to attack at any time.

A pair of black phoenix eyes radiated with the ruthless wolfish light, and were very alert, like a beast waiting for it.
Chapter completed!