At the same time, the magnificent spiritual energy that the divine spiritual root in the young man needed to consume, robbed Bai Mo's spiritual energy that he had finally recovered a little.

What's not bad is that the hands of the two holding each other seemed to be stuck in strong glue and couldn't struggle.

Like a bottomless black hole, the divine spiritual root has not been in this Dharma-Ending Age where spiritual energy is scarce, so I don’t want to let go of the special “delicious food” that comes to my door…

Bai Mo's face changed drastically, and suddenly shed pale, cold sweat oozing out of her forehead, and the eight extraordinary meridians in her entire body began to hurt.

At this time, she did not show any panic, but instead curled her lips and smiled slightly, "Greed is not a good virtue that the Chinese people have followed since childhood. There is a saying that can be called... People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants~"

After the words came, a few shining silver needles appeared on her five fingers, and they fell on the wrists of the boy who stuck to their hands like strong glue.

The movements were dazzling, like flowing water, and silver needles were dropped on several major acupoints such as the boy's shoulders, necks, and heads.

The tail of the silver needle is flashing in the sunlight, and a delicate pattern of the phoenix tail can be vaguely seen in the shining light.

【Nirvana Needle】

The phoenix is ​​in the fire and is reborn in Nirvana.

As soon as you hear this name, you know it must be a good product—

The ancient Phoenix tribe gathered the branches of the sycamore trees to burn themselves every five hundred years, and reborn in the fire. The feathers are brighter and more beautiful, and the sounds are clearer and clearer. After the body has suffered great pain and reincarnation, it has a better body and is called Nirvana.

This needle is a legacy of the ancient Phoenix clan. As for whom it is left, I have to ask the heaven for another five hundred years.

...

As soon as the Nirvana needle was released, the so-called hungry and thirsty divine spiritual roots had to temporarily retreat and be forced to fall into a deep sleep.

Although Bai Mo's face was as pale as snow paper and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, he still endured the severe pain of the almost dryness of the eight spiritual energy of the strange meridians, and steadily untied it slightly, revealing a slender and delicate textured young man's chest, and at the location of his heart, the last needle was dropped.

Nirvana returns to the position, and even if you die, you will still be reborn.

Bai Mo slowly let out a breath, gently pulled out his hand that he had been holding with the boy, and raised it, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Although she had worked hard for several years, she looked at the boy who was still sleeping but still had a significant improvement, and even a slight rosy face slowly emerged from the sickly white whiteness. Well, she felt that she had accomplished a feat, which was great!

However, this great feat cannot be separated from the credit of the system.

"Tong'er, thank you!"

This thank you, unprecedented sincerity, does not have the slightest inattention or jokes of the past.

Without the [Nirvana Needle] that Su Feng gave her in time, let alone whether the young man Si Mo could temporarily seal the divine spiritual roots in his body and prevent it from continuing to plunder the young man's vitality and lifespan, just talk about her--

Today, her body of the eight extraordinary meridians is probably going to be abandoned here, and she is still a fairy who cultivates wool!

Bai Mo tugged his lips and smiled. After thanking her, she suddenly felt a "hiss" sound. After realizing it, she realized that the meridians in her body had been dying and flourishing twice today. The severe pain of excessive use, and she cursed with a half-beat slow reaction.
Chapter completed!