After rebirth, Pei Jiuye overturned raising cubs

In fact, Shen Wenxuan's meridians were broken every inch of his body.

The heartbreaking pain made him roll back and forth on the bed, screaming miserably as if he was crazy.

The physique of ordinary people simply cannot bear the strong vitality coming from Master Bazin.

The opponent has nearly a hundred years of cultivation, and his extremely powerful vitality can kill people invisible.

All of them were injected into Shen Wenxuan's body at once. Whether it is a blessing or a curse is still unknown.

Moreover, this painful feeling is several times greater than the pain Qiao Luoyan endured when he transformed and tempered the bodies of several young masters of the Pei family, and is comparable to the torture of the eighteenth level of hell.

In order to prevent Shen Wenxuan from being overwhelmed by the sudden and life-threatening vitality, Qiao Luoyan took out three gold needles from the cuffs of his pajamas.

She pierced Shen Wenxuan's head with a golden needle that was glowing with cold light, and gave him a helping hand.

The three golden needles had the effect of stabilizing his soul, dredging the vitality that was about to explode in his meridians, and alleviating the pain.

Shen Wenxuan, who is going through miserable torture, can now be said to be reinvented.

He hated every word: "You raised a good son!"

He didn't want to become a ghost cultivator who was neither human nor ghost, and he didn't want to start over again.

Shen Zhenqing never imagined that one day, such a scene would happen to his master.

It would not be enough for him to vent his anger unless he cut the other party into pieces.

In order to survive, anyone can become his dead soul.

Shen Zhenqing didn't notice anything wrong at first. He was thinking about what the other party just said.

His lips trembled and he begged with tears in his eyes: "Master, let me go! I'll go find others for you. There are still many people imprisoned in the Shen family dungeon. I'll have them all brought up.

Could it be that that scoundrel Shen Wenxuan did something to make the master look like he is now?

I hunted eagles all day long, only to be pecked in the eye by the eagle!

Master Bazin wanted to find out the person behind it and cut him into pieces.

When life and death were at stake, Master Bazin didn't care who the person in front of him was.

Right now, he is in urgent need of other people's luck to replenish his own lost vitality, otherwise his life will be at risk.

He saw his apprentice crying miserably, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

By the time he realized that his vitality had been stolen, the true energy in his Dantian had already dissipated, and the spiritual power surged along the meridians throughout his body to his wrists, and was transmitted crazily into Master Bazan's body.

As long as he survives this wave of hardships, the rewards he will reap will be huge.

He was all too aware of the embarrassment of being drained of life.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Shen Zhenqing, and found that his hair had turned gray, and the skin on his face had become wrinkled at some point, as if he had aged twenty years in an instant.

After so many years, Shen Zhenqing finally managed to reach the early stage of the innate realm, and he suffered a lot in the process.

But ordinary people's luck and vitality cannot allow him to recover quickly.

Shen Zhenqing felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and the spiritual power in his body was slowly drying up.

Master Bazin's lips formed a sinister arc, and the smile on his face was frightening.

Hearing the sound coming from his ears, Master Bazin raised his hand, which was as skinny as firewood, with only a layer of wrinkled flesh left.

Shen Zhenqing's eyes were wide and round, with a look of panic on his sinister face.

How could Master Bazin let that brat go?

It was as if the other party's life had been stolen away by others, and a rich black aura of death was lingering all over his body.

Master Bazin has just been practicing. After absorbing all of Shen Wenxuan's luck and vitality, he will completely heal the injuries he suffered in the past few days.

Master Bazin's voice is hoarse, as if it contains sand, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Shen Zhenqing sat beside the bed and asked worriedly: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

As Shen Zhenqing humbly begged for mercy, looking frightened and looking expectantly, Master Bazin shook his head cruelly.

The skin all over his body became wrinkled, and his old face became even more ugly after losing moisture.

He held Shen Zhenqing's wrist and used the most direct and brutal method to continuously absorb the vitality from the other person's body.

At the same time, the Shen family.

Shen Zhenqing is his disciple and a master in the middle stage of the innate realm.

He walked quickly to the bed, shouted anxiously with a trembling voice: "Master!"

In the bedroom upstairs, Master Bazin's painful wails could be heard.

Shen Zhenqing's face quickly darkened, wondering why that scoundrel wasn't dead yet.

Shen Zhenqing's hair turned gray in an instant, and the flesh and blood on his body also shrank.

Who is so brave and dares to attack his master!

If he can absorb the opponent's luck and vitality, he will soon be able to recover as before, and even be able to completely heal his injuries.

After all, a huge number of six people had lost their lives due to their luck being taken away from him.

The inverted triangle eyes were filled with a cold and calculating light.

His eyes widened in shock, filled with fear, and he shouted loudly: "Master!"

And Bazan felt a steady flow of vitality in his body, and the strength in his body quickly recovered.

If these people are not enough, I will send people to arrest you. I will arrest you as many as you want. Master, please let me go!"

His scary hand waved in the air, and soon touched Shen Zhenqing's hand, and the next second, he tightly grasped the other person's wrist.

Master Bazin raised his other hand, held Shen Zhenqing's other hand that was pressed by the bed, and frantically absorbed the endless spiritual power and vitality from the other person's body.

Did he raise his son well?

He grasped Shen Zhenqing's hands hard and accelerated to absorb the vitality from the opponent's body.

When Shen Zhenqing wanted to resist, he found that the body sitting beside the bed was motionless and was suppressed by Bazan.

When Shen Zhenqing heard the sound and rushed over, he saw Bazan lying on the bed with a twisted figure.

His cheeks were sunken, his cheekbones were frighteningly high, and his whole body was as skinny as a skinny bone. You could clearly see the bones under the skin.

I didn't expect that I would encounter backlash again, and my vitality would be almost exhausted by the other party.

"Ahhhh!!!"

With a ruthless voice, he said hoarsely: "Ordinary people can't help me recover quickly. Only your innate realm cultivation is a great complement to me!"

All of this happened because of Shen Wenxuan.

He looked distressed and said in a low voice: "Good disciple, don't worry, after you die, I will definitely avenge you!

I will personally send that good son of yours to fulfill your filial piety, and Huoyun Ama Temple will enshrine you and help you become the most powerful ghost cultivator."

Master Bazin held Shen Zhenqing's wrist tightly, staring at him with his vicious eyes, filled with piercing hatred.

Even on the verge of death, Shen Zhenqing still begged for mercy unwillingly: "Master, please spare me, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!"

Before a person dies, many memories from his life will flash through his mind.

Shen Zhenqing thought that all the years of dedication to the Shen family and the eternal life he had been pursuing would end today.

A feeling of regret and regret completely overwhelmed him.

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