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"you--!"

Shi Mo was being contradicted by him one after another, but he finally couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his hand sharply and stabbed the Immortal Lord in front of his forehead, transferring some spiritual power.

"Soul gathering."

The incantation was recited from between the plump lips and teeth, but Ta Xianjun's eyes still persisted fiercely for a long time. For so long, Shi Mo's heart trembled, and he even felt that this man was about to completely break away from his control.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was locked in a stalemate with Ta Xianjun. In the end, he exhausted almost all his spiritual power and shouted in a low voice: "Soul Gathering!!"

This time, Ta Xianjun's figure trembled slightly, and then his eyes finally became distracted.

Shi Mo took away his spiritual power, took a breath, and covered his aching chest, feeling dizzy in front of his eyes.

Due to his physical constitution, his spiritual core and spiritual power are both inferior. No matter how hard he practices, he cannot compare with others. Normally, medication is naturally powerful, but once it involves something that requires spiritual power, his body simply cannot support it.

Shi Mei closed his eyes, calmed down for a while, and then looked at Ta Xianjun again: "Let me ask you again, what were you doing just now?"

Because Bei Cao was under control, Ta Xianjun said without emotion: "He has a fever and is afraid of the cold."

"……so what?"

This walking zombie with only a trace of his past life consciousness left said calmly: "He will be warmer if I hold him in my arms."

"..."

Shi Mo stared at Ta Xianjun for a long time.

"To keep warm?" His pale lips moved, and he laughed suddenly, although there was no smile in his peach blossom eyes, "Mo Ran, are you crazy? You touch and see the temperature of your own body - you think What is it? Your whole body is as cold as ice. You are already dead. You have no heart, no lungs, no body temperature. You are even cold yourself, and you still want to warm him? "

There seemed to be a flash of pain in Ta Xianjun's empty black eyes, but the pain was fleeting and he was still a corpse after all.

The teacher said: "Get up."

Taxianjun did not stand up immediately after hearing the order. His black eyebrows were tightly knitted, as if he was struggling between his own will and Shi Mo's control.

"Get up!"

The order became stronger, and with such a fierce tone, Lord Taxian finally obeyed.

He slowly stood up from the bed, his robe still open, and Chu Wanning's body temperature remained on his chest that had long since stopped rising.

The teacher said gloomily: "Get out."

Ta Xianjun walked slowly for a few steps, then suddenly stopped and whispered: "Yes."

"……What?"

Taxianjun repeated stiffly: "Yes."

The teacher didn't react for a while and asked: "What's there?"

"Temperature." The man slowly raised his hand and touched his chest, stroking the remaining warmth that Allen Chu left him. "It's hot here."

Shi Mo seemed to be stabbed by the tip of a needle and became furious. Nothing annoyed him more than the disobedience of the puppet in his palm. He shouted in a low voice: "Get out of here."

After stepping on Xianjun, he took two more steps, but this time it was really just two steps, and his expression suddenly became painful.

"No..." He held his head, the meridians on his palms were bulging, his whole body was trembling and trembling, and a low gasp came from his throat, "I...I am unwilling...how, how could I be like this...such..."

His eyes are closed, his will is strong or weak, and his memory is far or near. He was struggling, entangled, ups and downs several times, tortured in two lifetimes.

"…by…you…presumptuously…!!"

The murmuring suddenly stopped, and the trembling stopped abruptly.

Shi Mo snorted and covered his heart - when Ta Xianjun broke free from the restraint, the backlash gave him a powerful force. He almost staggered back. Immediately afterwards, he saw Taxianjun suddenly open his eyes, and the blood and evil in his eyes was like mist.

"..."

Those falcon-like black eyes, with no confusion in them, reflected his cold face.

Shi Mo's face turned pale and he said slowly: "You are recovering faster and faster."

Taxianjun remained silent, his eyes flashed with a bright light, he panted slightly and raised his hand to summon Bugui.

The teacher raised his chin slightly, moved his eyes up the handle of the knife, and fell on the ink-burning tiger-like face: "What, are you angry? Want to kill me?"

The pitch-black blade was lifted up, and in the blink of an eye it was hanging on Shi Mo's snow-white neck. The force was so strong that it even scratched the skin and caused thin traces of blood to ooze out.

The teacher did not retreat, and sneered: "Your Majesty, your ability to walk and move now is all maintained by my spiritual power. If you kill me, you will also die. You don't understand this."

"..."

Shi Mo continued: "In terms of strength, I really can't beat you. But you have to think clearly whether you want to die or whether you want to continue to live in this world."

Ta Xianjun's hand was very steady and did not shake.

But after a moment, he suddenly took back his hand and turned away.

Seeing him put away the knife, Shi Mo raised his hand, slowly touched the blood marks on his neck, and then said: "Fortunately, you are not too stupid."

"..."

"In the future, don't shout and kill. In fact, you know the relationship between us very well." Shi Mo glanced at Ta Xianjun and said, "You are like a rusty knife. I want to restore you to your normal state." It works just as well as before. Continue to be my sharp blade. As for you, I'm afraid you plan to get rid of my control completely and take my head after you recover."

Taxian

Jun's dark eyes rolled, turned sideways, and looked at him coldly.

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