The Path of Evolution

Anonymous is a mysterious woman recognized by Tianji City.

Her origin is a mystery.

Her strength is also a mystery.

Why she focused on Rainbow Tower is also a mystery.

"For example, in the bedroom on the seventh floor, the owner of Rainbow Tower, who claims to be in seclusion, and your little seventh sister are doing something shameless, right?"

Hearing this, the six sisters felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

They were afraid that Anonymous would break into the seventh floor and ruin the good things going on in the room.

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm." Anonymous smiled sweetly, with such a natural charm that even women would be fascinated by her: "It seems that your host hasn't told you yet, he and I have been friends for many years."

The six sisters didn't believe this truth at all. Murong Hong'er said coldly: "Sir, you came here uninvited, what are you doing?"

"Didn't I say that old man Yun Danzi can't save you posters, but I can." Anonymous still smiled, with an irresistible strength in his softness: "The current situation of Pill Master Liming, you guys He knows better than I do that the gods can't save him if he delays any longer. I could have just broken into his room or taken him away. The reason I didn't do that is because I care about his feelings. You are his people, So I also want to give you some face, six beauties, have I made it clear enough?"

The six sisters were speechless. Judging from the Saint Domain arranged by the Nameless One, the other party did have the ability to kidnap Zhao Hao directly.

Murong Lan'er said worriedly: "Do you really have a way to save him?"

"If you don't try, how do you know I can't save him?" Anonymous asked one question, and then asked the second question: "If I want to harm him, you can't stop me. Even if I don't do anything, he will still be helpless. Savable, isn’t it?”

The six sisters were speechless again and finally decided to let Anonymous give it a try.

At this juncture, the only option is to become a living doctor.

Soon the seventh sister Murong Zi'er walked out of the bedroom, and Anonymous walked in.

She did not close the door, indicating that the seven sisters could watch.

Rainbow Qimei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and made up her mind that once Wuming Doe caused trouble, she would stand beside her and die together with her.

On the luxurious and messy big bed, Zhao Hao huddled under the quilt, his body trembling.

He seemed to be experiencing a crazy and confusing nightmare. When Nameless reached out to check his pulse, Zhao Hao subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, as if to pull the female noble to the bed and continue doing shameful things. However, this time, Zhao Hao failed to do so. Wumingshi exuded a soft but powerful force, which made Xiao Zhao sluggish and allowed Wumingshi to take his pulse.

After a few minutes, Nameless frowned.

She thought for a moment and seemed to have made a difficult decision. She put her right index finger to her lips and suddenly bit her finger hard.

According to legend, the saint has an indestructible body. The only person who can destroy the body of the saint is the saint himself.

Then Anonymous put his finger to Zhao Hao's mouth, and a drop of blood slipped down.

The drop of blood seeped into Zhao Hao's mouth, triggering a wonderful chemical reaction.

Zhao Hao, who was originally depressed, was like a dead tree blooming with vitality that was visible to the naked eye.

He opened his eyes and quickly closed them again, looking very intoxicated, as if he was enjoying the killing with his eyes closed.

The second and third drops of blood dripped one after another, making Zhao Ritian even more intoxicated.

He was like a vampire in the movie tasting the blood of a virgin, giving people a refreshing sense of déjà vu.

Seeing this scene, the seven sisters guarding the door felt unbelievable.

They know very well what the blood of the saint means.

The human body itself is a treasure house with endless potential. When it reaches the level of a real person, it can be said that the whole body is full of treasures. Blood, skin, flesh, and bones are all of extremely high value. Some vicious practitioners even use the corpses of real people to refine magic weapons.

When you reach the semi-saint realm, every drop of blood is hard-won and is closely related to the semi-saint's own cultivation. Let's put it this way, if a half-saint loses a drop of blood in battle, it is equivalent to losing part of his skill. It may take a year of hard work to make up for it.

As for the blood of the saint, it is even more complicated.

According to legend, the holy blood can cure all diseases and can also be used to make elixirs and weapons.

The highest reward in the history of Tianji City is a drop of holy blood given by the city lord.

It is said that those who get the holy blood can hope to understand the source of the holy power and break through the bottleneck of the nine-star semi-saint!

And now the holy blood donated by the Nameless One was more than just one drop. In a moment, she had already shed more than a dozen drops of blood.

The seven sisters spontaneously felt a sense of respect and sighed in their hearts: This woman is really willing to spend a lot of money!

The story ends here, which is just the beginning.

The host, who drank more than a dozen drops of the holy blood, seemed to have tasted the sweetness. He suddenly took the nameless finger and sucked it fiercely.

After half a day, Anonymous' face became increasingly pale, which was a sign of excessive blood loss.

Even if she is a saint, she will still die if her blood is drained.

The Seven Rainbow Sisters couldn't help but sweat for Wuming Doe. If he kept bleeding like this, Wuming Doe might not be able to see the sun tomorrow morning.

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In the third-level heaven, floating among the clouds, is a suspended ancient city that cleverly dominates the sky.

In the magnificent palace of Hanging City, a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl with twin ponytails sat on the throne and groaned without warning.

Her body was shaky, and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

On her right wrist, there is a lifelike nine-tailed fox tattoo.

The shape of the tattoo is exactly the same as the tattoo formed by the twelve disciples on Zhao Hao's wrist.

At this moment, the tattoo on the girl's wrist is rapidly collapsing, turning into dots and gradually dissipating.

It was obvious that the disintegrated tattoo had caused an internal injury to her.

"Has he discovered it?"

The girl looked down at the dissipated tattoo pattern, looking thoughtful.

She didn't care about her injuries, and stretched out her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, with a charming smile on her face: "You are indeed the man I chose. He has good willpower and can resist the charm of the Sky Fox. It seems that I underestimate you." It’s over.”

After talking to herself for a while, she walked out of the palace and grabbed the void with her little hand.

There was a white light flashing in the void, and gradually, the white light condensed into a woman in white who looked like the sister next door.

The woman in white is also holding a book in her hand, called "I am a Black Female Teacher: Tremble, Little Fresh Meat"...

"Yes, you have been in seclusion there for so many years, and you finally have some skills." The girl saw through the cultivation of the woman in white at a glance, and said with a smile: "Xiaolu, it's time to get together with your junior brother, remember what I told you It's your business. In that world, you have twelve years to develop a relationship with him, so don't let me down."

"As commanded."

As soon as the woman in white finished saying this, she suddenly found herself in a black hole of time and space.

Before she had time to react, she had been transported to a strange new world.

The girl was the only one left in the huge hanging city.

The wind blew up her twin ponytails, and the girl looked down at her white wrist. The part where the nine-tailed fox tattoo disappeared felt a bone-piercing pain, as if a piece of flesh had been cut off on her wrist. Strangely, the girl seemed to be enjoying the pain and murmured to herself: "Are you going to cut off the connection between me and you at the risk of both body and soul being destroyed?"

At this point, she pouted and looked aggrieved: "Don't blame me for being cruel. Who asked you to run back and get married? I don't care how many women you have, but I don't agree with the matchmaker's marriage! I'm already tolerant of you. Transporting you to that world is just a light punishment."

I will attend the China Literature Annual Meeting in Shanghai on the 567th. I will update this temporarily until I come back.