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Ye Tinglan snorted, stabilized her mind, and let the Demon Flame of the Underworld exercise her meridians, after all, it was for her good, endure it, and endure hardships to become a master.

In fact, the Demon Flame of the Underworld can be regarded as thinking about the night downpour, if she rashly concludes a contract with her, she will have to withstand its flame power, and the Demon Flame of the Underworld, which ranks second among the different fires and is almost the first in lethality, can imagine how powerful it is.

It sent a touch of flames to people, and directly burned people to slag, this kind of destructive power, even if it signed a contract with Night Dumpling, would not hurt her, but the majestic power would make her have to be injured.

Unfortunately, the contract was concluded, and she was crippled by the power of the Underworld's flames.

"I can hold back, you just do yours" Ye Tilting said lightly, as if she felt her pain, the Underworld Demon Flame slowed down the speed of exercising her meridians, and here it made her feel the pain more clearly.

The long pain is better than the short pain, and the patience will pass, so she told the Demon Flame of the Underworld that Nightfall hopes that it can let it go, within the range she can bear.

Nightfall's stubbornness and forbearance seemed to impress the Demon Flame of the Underworld, and it paused and said, "In this way, you can go to the pond where this baby sleeps and soak, you don't have to be in as much pain as now." ”

Sleep, a flame why do you want to lie with your nemesis, water? Nightfall felt that she couldn't understand the brain circuits of the Demon Flame of the Underworld, perhaps, this guy's way of thinking was different from theirs.

"Hmm" can relieve the pain, who is not happy, hold on, Night Dumpling jumped down the pit again, entered the pool, and the kimono lay in, without the power of the Demon Flame of the Underworld, the water temperature seemed to drop.

It just so happened that it was more comfortable for Night Dumpling, lying in the water, the water dissolved most of the power, she felt that she was not so uncomfortable, but she could see the water bubbling, and she was like being boiled in boiling water.

The pain made her unable to calm down and cultivate, so she had to close her eyes and carry it hard.

Someone's blood pact on her now works, but she's completely ignorant.

In a certain corner of the Demon Domain, in the dense forest, a man in black brocade was sitting cross-legged on the ground, constantly gathering the surrounding demonic qi to cultivate, and a man in black was sitting at the entrance of the cave, with a vigilant face, as if he was checking.

These two people are none other than Huang Yutian and Mo Wei.

Suddenly, Huang Yutian, who was cultivating, frowned, his breath was unsteady, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the moment he opened his eyes, he muttered a name in his mouth.

"Lan'er!"

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Huang Yutian was suddenly like this, Mo Wei was nervous for a while, and walked in quickly, okay, how to cultivate was interrupted halfway, this is very hurtful.

Huang Yutian's lips pursed, "She may have had an accident, she is in pain, I feel it!" "Because I felt it, I was worried, and I didn't have the heart to cultivate.

"She? Nightfall, you say? After thinking about it, he knew who Huang Yutian was talking about, he frowned, and said in confusion: "Master, don't think about it, her cultivation ability is not weak, how could something happen." ”

Even if something happened, how could the two of them feel so far apart.

"She must have had an accident" Huang Yutian clenched his hands into fists, his eyes were full of worry and distress, more helpless, very helpless, and the uneasiness in his heart forced him to get up quickly.

"Master, you can't go!" Ink Nightmare's eyes flashed slightly, blocking in front of Huang Yutian.

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