Rui Ying was tortured by Song Xuexiang, and she didn't know how long she had passed out.
When she woke up, Song Xuexiang was holding her in her arms, and her hands and feet were not bound.
Rui Ying's eyebrows didn't move, but her hand stretched out to the dantian like lightning.
It's a pity that before she touched the whisker that pierced her sea of qi, her wrist was wrapped and bound by the tentacles that had been differentiated from Song Xuexiang's body.
"Click", her arm made the sound of bones shattering.
Her dantian was pierced, and the golden pill was controlled, and she couldn't even summon the natal sword.
At this time, he was as weak as a mortal, and only the strength of his physical body was stronger than that of a mortal.
Neither of them spoke.
At this point, there is nothing more to say.
But even if she didn't speak, Rui Ying could still anger Song Xuexiang.
She closed her eyes and didn't even look at her.
Song Xuexiang wanted to control the mania in her heart in front of her, but failed again.
Her cheeks trembled with rage, her fangs bared out, and she roared.
She grabbed Song Xuexiang's chin and pinched her mouth open, her crimson tongue sticking out long, writhing between her and her.
Ruiying opened her eyes, full of contempt and disgust.
Song Xuexiang's snake-like tongue licked her face, but did not suck her.
Her tongue was tucked away and close to Ruiying's face, her fangs almost piercing her.
"You want me to kill you, it's a hundred," she bared her teeth and sneered, "You want to be beautiful" Song Xuexiang melted into the ground and disappeared.
Dozens of tendrils sprouted from the ground and the top of her head, wrapping around Ruiying's arms and legs, and hanging her again.
Ruiying's body was scarred, and many bones were shattered.
She closed her eyes and hung her head, waiting for her body to heal itself.
She was imprisoned in Song Xuexiang's womb, and she only relied on the speed of her body's bones to repair her bones to judge the speed of time passing.
Less than an hour later, when her shattered bones had grown on their own and the scars on her body had faded away, the "cave" she was in suddenly moved.
The "cave wall" in front of her rushed straight at her.
But she immediately realized that it was not the cave wall rushing at her, but that she was bound by the flesh whiskers and slammed into the cave wall.
But the hard, jet-black flesh becomes soft and penetrates the moment it is touched.
She pierced through the thick muddy flesh, and suddenly her eyes stinged, and she saw the sun.
Rui Ying closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them, and found that she was "outside".
She couldn't help but take a deep breath, the air outside was still so fresh, the aura was rich, and there was no stench of death in Song Xuexiang's belly at all.
She subconsciously wanted to break free, but found that she couldn't move.
She looked down and saw that only her head, neck and shoulders had come outside, and she was still trapped in Song Xuexiang's body from the shoulder down.
The jet-black flesh that had been soft just now was now as hard as a rock, condensing her body in it, and she couldn't move at all.
There was a shadow in front of me.
Rui Ying looked up, and a male cultivator was wrapped around her neck by Song Xuexiang's arm-thick whiskers and hung in front of her eyes.
The male cultivator looked pained and struggled desperately.
It was just a foundation building monk, Rui Ying wanted to save him, but she couldn't even get out of the predicament, she gritted her teeth fiercely.
A long red tongue writhed from above her, pausing in front of her, as if deliberately trying to attract her attention.
Rui Ying understood what Song Xuexiang was going to do, and she stared at it deadly.
The red tongue swooped into the male cultivator's mouth like an arrow, and in a moment, the male cultivator became a dried corpse.
The whiskers loosened, and the dried corpse fell down with a "thud".
Song Xuexiang's voice came from above Rui Ying's head.
"It's so fragrant and delicious," she said, "My Daojun, my fairy, I want you to taste this too."
Ruiying's pupils shrank suddenly.
Finger-thick whiskers suddenly sprouted around her shoulders, crawling up her neck and cheeks in an attempt to burrow into her mouth.
Rui Ying gritted her teeth, but she was defeated by the strength of the fleshy beard, and she was finally pried open.
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The whiskers went into her mouth and went through her esophagus into her stomach.
Expansion, from whiskers to tubes.
A black-red substance flowed out of Song Xuexiang's body, passed through those tubes, and was sent into Ruiying's stomach.
"It's delicious," Song Xuexiang muttered, "Enjoy it with me, with me" Ruiying tried to bite off the tubes, but they were as hard as rock.
Her teeth were shattered, and she couldn't bite a bite.
Instead, the tubes grew thicker and thicker, and her mouth was completely open, unable to close.
Those disgusting things, the essence and blood that had been extracted from the living people, poured into Ruiying's stomach like this, burning her body like magma.
Ruiying lost consciousness.
When Rui Ying woke up, she had already returned to Song Xuexiang's body.
Song Xuexiang stood in front of her, looking at her expectantly.
She hoped that her Dao heart would collapse and fall into the devil with her.
Ruiying suddenly remembered the things she had poured into her stomach earlier, she opened her mouth and vomited, but she couldn't vomit anything.
She had been in the valley for a long time, and there was nothing in her stomach.
And the essence blood is obviously gone.
That's a living person.
Ruiying's lips trembled.
Song Xuexiang leaned down and hugged her: "It's okay, when I ate it for the first time, I also felt nauseous."
It's okay to get used to it."
Rui Ying looked up.
Song Xuexiang's face was right in front of her.
At this moment, her voice is soft, and her eyes are gentle.
Rui Ying stared at this beautiful face for a moment, and with a "phew", she spat Song Xuexiang in the face.
She was disgusting, she was disgusting, but her Dao heart still hadn't collapsed.
"It's so stubborn" Song Xuexiang squirmed back and muttered, "How can I make you like me?"
"It must not be enough."
She said.
Since then, Song Xuexiang has forcibly fed Ruiying.
The monk's body is strong, and actions such as biting his tongue cannot kill himself, Rui Ying Qihai and Jin Dan are controlled by her, and she can't do it if she wants to.
She lived in the dark, as if in the abyss, and she didn't even know how long it had passed.
One day, Song Xuexiang suddenly became excited.
"I've found a good prey," she said happily, "do you want to see it?"
Ruiying's already numb heart sank, and she had an ominous premonition.
Song Xuexiang sent her out of the body, and Ruiying saw the "good prey" she said.
That young Zhuji disciple, wearing a cyan robe that she was all too familiar with, was the most standard Changtian Sect disciple uniform.
The disciple had just worked hard to slaughter a strange beast, and was crouching there peeling the skin and removing the bones, completely unaware of the coming shadow of death.
"Escape" Ruiying didn't know how long she hadn't spoken, she opened her mouth, and she felt a burning pain in her throat and a hoarse voice.
She didn't care about the pain in her throat, she just wanted to warn the disciple: "Run, run away" But her voice was not only hoarse and weak, but also confined by Song Xuexiang within the enchantment.
"Shhh Song Xuexiang took Rui Ying back into her body.
"Run, run, run" Rui Ying used her best strength to make a sound-like sound.
The walls of the cave closed in front of her, cutting off the outside world.
Rui Ying looked at the black flesh, and her heart was full of despair.
The disciple of the Changtian Sect was captured by Song Xuexiang without any suspense, was sent into her abdominal cavity alive, and was delivered to Rui Ying alive.
Rui Ying recognized the disciple, and she even remembered his name.
She was one of the Jin Dan who led the team in this secret realm training, and she remembered the names of many foundation building disciples along the way.
The disciple recognized her too.
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His neck was strangled by the thick tendrils of his arms, and his feet could not reach the ground.
He struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free from the monster's grip.
Then he saw a woman, with her body and arms outstretched, hanging there like him bound and bound by the tendrils, her eyes bloodshot and looking at him in despair.
That disciple was only in his twenties, a real young man, and it was the first time since he entered the Dao that he had left the sect to practice.
In the face of death, his Dao heart collapsed.
"Daojun save me, save me" He cried, shed tears, like a child, "Save me, save me" But Ruiying couldn't save him, and watched Song Xuexiang's tongue hang down from the top of the cave.
The tongue hung between her and him, and suddenly cracked and split into two, one into the mouth of the young Changtian Sect disciple, and the other into Rui Ying's mouth.
Rui Ying watched as the disciple dried up, and quickly turned into a dried corpse.
His essence and his blood poured down the blood-red tongue into her stomach.
Ruiying felt a burning pain in her stomach, and her stomach felt like it was about to burn through.
When Song Xuexiang's tongue finally pulled out, her head lost its support and hung down, as if she was unconscious.
Song Xuexiang turned into a figure from the top of the cave and fell, looking at Rui Ying who was motionless.
Song Xuexiang's heart had stopped beating a long time ago, but it still hurt.
Maybe the pain wasn't hers, it was Ruiying's.
This is the fairy who was pulled down the abyss by her, and this is the beauty that was destroyed by her own hands.
She stretched out her hand and carefully and gently held Rui Ying in her arms, black tears flowing down her eyes, leaving two black tear stains on her snow-white cheeks.
"Ruiying, Ruiying" she called to her softly, "my fairy" "Stop resisting, assimilate with me."
"From now on, you will share your life with me, and we will live in symbiosis and never be separated" "Me" Ruiying's head moved slightly, and Song Xuexiang heard her hoarse and faint voice.
"I refuse," she said. ” Song Xuexiang's pupils contracted, let go of her, and stepped back.
Rui Ying slowly raised her head, her voice hoarse but clear, faint but firm.
Her eyes were bloody and tearful, but her eyes were like the fairy when Song Xuexiang first met, ruthlessly shattering Song Xuexiang's extravagant hopes.
There were still bloody tears on her cheeks, but she smiled contemptuously: "I refuse" "If I am born, I will not dishonor the name of the Changtian Sect."
"If I die, may this body return to the earth."
"I, Changtianzong Feng Ying, will never fall into the devil no matter life or death" gd1806102: