Under the dizziness of Bixia's magical skills, Tan Yinyang's weak body seemed to be difficult to breathe, but he still realized Ding Bao's intention and gritted his teeth and gasped: "What are you... doing! Do you dare to treat me like this? I... I will... break you... what are you doing?"

The throat tightened and finally a hint of panic broke out.

"Will you feel comfortable?"

Ding Bao sneered, his hands pressed against her abdomen trembled slightly, and Bixia's true energy swirled around the fetal energy, "Xiao Yan'er?"

Tan Yinyang's body trembled. The stimulation that Bixia's true energy brought to her seemed to have doubled suddenly. A layer of fine particles of Zhan Zhanshi's ripples rose on the surface of her skin like snow. The original gritted teeth and endurance turned into an out-of-control scream: "No... don't call me that... call me! You, you...ah...you...you...are...a lowly little thief Taoist priest!"

Ding Bao was so angry that she had just made a sudden murderous intent, so he had no intention of letting her go. He made up his mind to give her some bitterness. So he turned his "Bixia's true energy" and rushed towards the very strange and dangerous fetal energy in her belly. Fang Yi contacted her directly and "boomed" with a "boom"-

Before he could use the Jizi Rule, Tan Yinyang's whole body was shocked. Then, her protective valve seemed to have been pierced through an extremely thin pinhole, and internal force was continuously lost. He suddenly fell into a coma. Suddenly, his throat twitched, and a wisp of blood came out of the corner of his mouth.

"This is definitely not a fetus! What exactly is this ball of fetal-like thing?"

Ding Bao was shocked and couldn't help but think: If Sister Fox was next to him, you probably would have known.

However, one thing he could be sure of was that this ball of fetal energy was related to Tan Yin-Yang's life. If he used Bixia true energy to force the ball of fetal energy, even if he did not use the word "ji" technique, it would not be able to stop Tan Yin-Yang's loss of skills. At this loss rate, the beautiful "Dharma King Girl" would be exhausted within a moment, and the Daluo Jinxian could not help.

Although he couldn't stand the evil spirits of Yin Bingliu, he never thought of killing her for the time being.

At least not between beds, or in this posture.

There were too many questions in my mind, and with the instructions of Sister Fox, so without further ado, Ding Baoding calmed down. He hurriedly used the word "Ji" to absorb the Yuangong. While transforming it into a more refined Bixia true qi, he pressed his thumb on the "Tanzhong point" on her chest, and re-injected the power of the transportation from the "Shaoshang point" into Tan Yinyang's body.

Once the magical "Bixia Magical Art" was injected, it immediately exerted the effect of strengthening the foundation and strengthening the essence. Tan Yin and Yang's Yuangong is no longer lost, and it has a faint momentum of condensation.

Only after just touching the strange aura, Tan Yinyang actually lost 10% of his strength, and now he only had 60% of his previous strength. However, he finally recovered his life.

Ding Bao noticed the changes in her body and no longer injected true power. With internal breathing, it activated the qi and blood in her body, and the pulse gradually stabilized. Although the internal breath was not as surging as before, it was more dense and pure. There was a vague leaping force in the dantian of the lower abdomen. The fair and mixed-race girl finally woke up with a "ah" sound, and her heart pounded again, as if she was liberated from the static and frozen state in an instant. Blood color surged onto her delicate cheeks, thick breath spit out of her nose, and a slight bloody orchid musk saliva spit burst out from her lips.

“Um…”

Ding Bao pressed her tightly and shouted: "Don't move!"

But Tan Yinyang seemed to be full of vitality again, lying on the couch, struggling desperately.

When she woke up, she felt that the Dantian in her lower abdomen was sore and sore. Because the Dantian was three minutes below the navel, and when she was approaching the perineum, a terrible thought suddenly arose in her mind, biting her silver teeth and cursing: "Low... a lowly stinky Taoist priest! Look... look... I deal with you... well, it hurts so much... You, you dare to really fuck me... I have not been fucked by anyone... I... I... I must kill you... I will kill you hard!"

Ding Bao was stunned, his face suddenly became a little strange. Damn, he was still a young man after a long time!

He was suddenly angry and amused: "Hey! Please look down and see where did the labor and capital fuck you?"

"Luo...Luo Suo!"

The beautiful mixed-race girl was trembling all over by the pure Bixia magic skill in her belly. When she came to her senses, she was still stubborn and refused to give in: "You dare to do this secretly, but it's so cruel and painful... Look at me... chop you, the thief Taoist priest, and feed it to the dog..."

"Xiao Yan'er, the master is kind enough to save you, but you are not honest!"

After knowing that the woman under her was still a pure and innocent young boy, Ding Bao felt a little less disgusted, and he was a little tired at this time. He smiled and touched the red rope casually, and tied up her wrists honestly and unceremoniously. Then he slapped her thighs hard, leaned close to her ear, and laughed jokingly: "...Do you like your master to treat you like this, ah, Xiao Yan'er?"

Tan Yinyang was painful and stimulating, and tears burst out from the corners of his eyes: "Don't... don't call me Xiao Yan'er! No... don't call me!"

"You asked me to call you Xiao Yan'er... I'll let you go, okay?"

"No...no! No..."

"Then if you ask me to call you Xiao Yan'er, I will help you save the fetus in your belly, okay?"

"Don't touch me...my fetus! A thief Taoist priest!"

A fetus?

Ding Bao was shocked and remembered that he had seen a file in Gongheyun's study in Heitou Mountain.

The so-called "Feeding of Practice" mentioned above is actually a method similar to the Buddhist initiation and transmission of Practice. It is a master of the older generation who stores his life's internal energy cultivation into the body of the person who receives Practice with an extremely special success rate. Moreover, the person who receives Practice must be a female descendant. Then it is nurturing in the body like a fetus, and combined with his own practice, he slowly digests and absorbs all the internal energy left by the older generation of Practice.

It is for the "fetal fetus".

No wonder Tan Yinyang is about the same age as himself, and his internal strength is so deep that he can fight against a person like Mu Canghai who has been famous for decades. It turns out that he has successfully planted a "successful fetus"!

According to the document, "Feeding" has another advantage, which can greatly increase the chance of fertility, which is also urgently needed by Yin soldiers.

No wonder this Dharma King girl cherishes her life. This thing is basically everything she can rely on now and in the future if she wants to unify the ten sects!

As soon as she thought of this, Ding Bao slapped her again and slapped her. While she was so confused that she was not very clear, she leaned into her ear and brainwashed her: "Xiao Yan'er, your fetus has almost been destroyed by Mu Canghai. It was my master who saved you, but remember."

"The master saved me. Bah... it's not, the stinky little Taoist priest is not the master..."

Ding Bao slapped him again, "Xiao Yan'er, be good, talk carefully, don't be naughty!"

"Woooooooooooo..." The girl suddenly started crying for some reason, crying and cursing: "Master... I... haven't fucked anyone in my life... but I've been fucked by someone..."

Ding Bao was smoky on his forehead by the girl's confusing logic, so he simply untied the red rope on her wrist and stopped talking.

After a while, the beautiful Yin Soldier Lord finally completely absorbed the life-saving "Bixia true energy" in his body and woke up. However, his body was still powerless. He lay on the couch with his head tilted and exhaled, gritted his teeth and said: "You... kill me. Otherwise, one day you fall into my hands, I will tear you into pieces!"

Ding Baoman smiled indifferently: "Xiao Yan'er, the master has saved the merits for you. How can you blame the master like this?"

The three words "Xiao Yan'er" made the girl tremble all over, and the glow on her face flew again, wrapped her eyelashes and closed her eyes.

It seemed that after trying, I knew that Ding Bao was right. His previous weak abdominal pain and unstable fetal condition disappeared. But facing this man who forcibly seized her chastity, of course, he refused to admit defeat and gave in. He held his neck and trembled slightly, and he said: "What's your name... Who sent you? Are you Mu Canghai's accomplice? You...he asked you to save him? How did you come in? And..."

After asking for a while, the deeper fatigue gradually grabbed her. The jade man snored gently and fell asleep.

Ding Bao smiled bitterly and shook his head, "You sister, what's the matter!" He even made the fishy mess with fishy clothes when he didn't eat the fish! This confused Master of Yin Soldier regarded himself as the number one hooligan in Tianzi!

The most important thing is that he suddenly thought of the story of "Beasts are worse than beasts", and he felt even more depressed. He got up and stuffed Tan Yinyang into the quilt and tied it with a rope, and then inserted the deshewned close-fitting soft blade into the center of the round table. When she recovered her strength and woke up, she could move her body to get the sword and regain her freedom.

Outside the window, the dew was faintly white.

Ding Bao didn't know whether he had achieved the strategic purpose given by Sister Fox during this tangled night.

"Don't worry, leave here first, and then go find Sister Fox."

He jumped onto the roof, pushed the wall away and rushed out silently, and rushed to the branches of the big tree. When he returned, he saw the beauty in the room was turned over, and his dark red thick curly hair slid down from his snow-white shoulders.

The beautiful mixed-race girl was in full dream, her slightly pursed cherry lips were gently closed, and she didn't know who she was calling in the dream.

He flew along the eaves and walls, running straight towards the Old Sutra Tower. After only two days, Ding Bao's internal strength was no longer the same. He ran faster, but his voice was like a wind shaking through the forest.

Several young Taoist priests who were cleaning looked up and didn't even see the shadows. They just thought that it was a geese flying by, or a whirlwind like a goshawk. They continued to lean against a bamboo broom, lowered their heads and yawned violently.

Before dawn, Ding Bao carefully approached the Old Sutra Library.

The surrounding forests of the forest were all tilted and patrolling and guarding, all of whom died with one finger, and not even a little blood flowed. It was completely the style of Dan Tai Wangtu.

She invaded this forest for fear that she would kill people like the wind, and save people in a blink of an eye, without any effort.

But... why did Sister Fox not go to the monastery to pick her up?

A trace of ominousness flashed through Ding Bao's heart, quietly touched the steps and pushed open the door of the pavilion. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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