Huo Yuhao's entire body was paralyzed as if electrocuted.
The salty and fragrant soft cartilage quickly invaded, intertwining with each other, completing some kind of an exchange. It was a pity that Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eyes were damaged. Otherwise, he would have surely widened his eyes.
He tried to push away this woman, who was on fire, but was held even more tightly by the latter. Huo Yuhao was at a loss for whether to laugh or cry and could only temporarily accommodate her actions.
The words he had just said had been instantly slapped in the face.
With the continuously writhing waist before him constantly pressing against him, Huo Yuhao could only sharpen his knife and go to...
In the end, Huo Yuhao still carefully stretched out three fingers and gently pressed on the position half an inch below her jade-like neck, slowly stroking it.
With the soul power gradually entering her body, the flush on Xian Lin'er's pretty face also stopped its expanding trend.
The massage of the acupoints was indeed effective. Huo Yuhao's spirit was slightly lifted. The soul power in his body even more so hurriedly poured into his palm. After massaging this part for nearly a few minutes, for this kind of a part, Huo Yuhao really did not dare to be presumptuous. After stopping at the right point, he quickly found the right position, hurriedly closed his eyes, and used his soul power to relieve Xian Lin'er.
At the time of Huo Yuhao's action, Xian Lin'er, who was tightly holding him, her hand on the contrary was slightly clenched. Her long eyelashes were continuously trembling. A look of what seemed to be both shy and angry had flashed and disappeared on her cheeks.
A moment later, Huo Yuhao had finally moved his palm away, drenched in sweat. He randomly pulled off the cloak on his body and covered her, panting heavily. He turned his head to look at the Xian Lin'er whose face had already returned to its normal color and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
What was all this?
Huo Yuhao, taking advantage of the rest, had sensed the situation outside. The disciplinary office at this time was already filled with artillery fire and had been completely razed to the ground. And the army that was stationed here had still not given up on attacking and was crazily bombarding the ruins.
Unlike the portability of the Kamui space, the undead plane could not be moved at will. In the situation where Huo Yuhao had entered, where the demiplane was opened was where it could only be closed, unless Huo Yuhao's main body was moving in the outside world.
The undead creatures in the undead demiplane obeyed Huo Yuhao's command. At this time, they had not appeared in the vision of the two. Huo Yuhao himself was an ordinary person who had transmigrated. Psychologically speaking, he was still a little resistant to these undead creatures.
After a long while, the Xian Lin'er on the ground only then had her trembling eyelashes open her two pupils. Looking at the somewhat messy cloak on her body, a teardrop had again unhelpfully rolled down from her beautiful pupils. Although she was clear that the most terrible thing had not happened, Huo Yuhao's one round of a massage was completely equivalent to having touched her body clean.
As expected of the number one sea king of the outer court! Even his technique is so skilled!
Huo Yuhao's attention at this moment was not on her. Several hours had already passed. The situation outside was getting worse and worse. The officials of the Sun Moon Empire had even dispatched a Soul Sage and five Soul Emperors to assist in the investigation, which was the so-called level-seven soul tool master plus level-six soul tool masters.
"Take your time. If you have the ability, come into the undead world," Huo Yuhao withdrew his spiritual perception and yawned lazily. He might as well just lie down and sleep. His strength was limited. If he could reduce the number of times he had to make a move, he would try his best to reduce it.
"Huo Yuhao!"
Xian Lin'er pounced over, baring her fangs and brandishing her claws. With a thought from Huo Yuhao, his two hands had, like lightning, captured her. He held her two hands and opened them before him, letting her delicate body smash onto his own.
The mountain range had become an excellent buffer. Huo Yuhao once again applied a soul power restraint to her hands and feet, directly using her as a bolster and holding her in his arms.
"Huo Yuhao! Let me go!" Xian Lin'er was immediately regretful. She had once again fallen into the embrace of this scoundrel. The strange feeling of being both shy and angry made her pretty face quickly turn rosy.
Having lost her soul power, Xian Lin'er seemed to also be a point less cold and unapproachable than in the past. The high and mighty identity also seemed to have been temporarily sealed in the depths of her consciousness.
"If you mess around again, don't blame me for executing you on the spot!" Huo Yuhao said with an indifferent threat.
"You dare? If you dare to do that thing to me, after I have returned to the academy, I will surely hunt you down all over the continent!" Xian Lin'er's temper had also flared up. The series of things that had happened today were on the verge of torturing her mad. Even if she were to die, she was not afraid.
"Save it. Your Shrek doesn't have that ability yet. You can't even find where the Holy Spirit Cult's old nest is," Huo Yuhao said with no lack of contempt. As he spoke, he had also brought Xian Lin'er's delicate body up his body and was about to prepare to rest.
Even without her hands and feet, Xian Lin'er still had her head that could move freely. She took this opportunity and fiercely bit down on Huo Yuhao's neck.
"Holy crap! Are you a dog?" Huo Yuhao cried out in pain and immediately grabbed her neck.
Xian Lin'er smiled with satisfaction, a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth. Unless Huo Yuhao were to directly imprison her entire body, including her breathing, otherwise even if only her head was left, she would make this fellow who had violated her pay the price.
However, a light had appeared on the bloody wound on Huo Yuhao's neck. It had actually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Good grief! What kind of a physique is this?
Xian Lin'er didn't believe it. Even if it was by biting, she had to bite this detestable fellow to death.
Huo Yuhao was also a little annoyed. This woman was really not honest. But if he were to throw her among the undead creatures, I'm afraid in less than half a hour, she would be gone. To imprison her by his own side was undoubtedly the best choice.
Sensing that Xian Lin'er was opening her mouth and was about to bite the hand that was holding her, Huo Yuhao might as well have released his two hands and let this hot-tempered woman fall onto his body. To give her a taste of her own medicine, you bite me, I'll bite you! I'm a man, I'm not at a loss!
Seeing that Huo Yuhao was also biting at her, Xian Lin'er, in a fit of rage, had actually also bitten at him. Come on, let's hurt each other?
The two engaged in a battle of words, you come and I go, impressively outlining a strange, bizarre, and somewhat unspeakable picture of hell.
In the end, when Xian Lin'er had suddenly realized the strange actions of the two, the medicinal power that she had with great difficulty suppressed had relapsed. Her wide-open and wide-closed offensive had gradually turned into a soft and powerless accommodation.
A night had passed. The woman, unable to control her feelings, was lying on the youth's chest. Their four lips were pressed together. The stubborn struggle had in the end turned into an affectionate lingering, leaving a bloody seal between their lips and teeth this time.
The army in the city had searched for a night to no avail. In the end, they had determined that the enemy had already died in the artillery fire. Immediately, they had withdrawn the encirclement, leaving only a piece of ruins.
Huo Yuhao got up from under Xian Lin'er, refreshed. This one night, he could be said to have had an endless aftertaste. He was a little amused as he sensed the Xian Lin'er who was lying limply on the ground with a look of resignation. After putting a cloak on her, Huo Yuhao had spent a full half a day studying it, and only then had he barely marked out a small, safe area and had placed Xian Lin'er within.
The next route was to return to the location of the Holy Spirit Cult. Xian Lin'er, in the end, still had to be returned as a hostage to Shrek in exchange for the Holy Maiden, Zhongli Yu. He didn't want Xian Lin'er to know the specific route, so as not to bring unnecessary trouble to the Holy Spirit Cult.
When Huo Yuhao had come out of the undead demiplane, the first feeling was pressure.
The position where he had drilled into the undead space was still an underground passage. After a night's baptism of artillery fire, this place had long since been buried in ruins.
By the time Huo Yuhao had with great difficulty opened up a path to the ground with his Soul-Slaying Blade, before he could even take a few breaths of fresh air, he had felt that something was wrong.
Ever since he had completed the destiny guidance with the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, he had already had some ability to divine the future. His sensing of a crisis was far superior to before.
A figure had appeared at the end of the street and was slowly walking towards him. On this person's body, there was as if a layer of a mist. Even with Huo Yuhao's cultivation, he could not clearly sense the situation on his body. What Huo Yuhao's spiritual power had seen was just a sheet of darkness.
This person had never appeared in Huo Yuhao's spiritual perception before. This danger had come very suddenly, so suddenly that at this time Huo Yuhao did not know how to resist it.
The person's walking speed was not fast, not slow. Huo Yuhao did not have his simulation and Kamui, the two great soul skills. He simply had no time to retreat to the undead demiplane. Finally, he got closer and closer to Huo Yuhao and had stopped at a place ten meters away.
"I had guessed it would be you. If not for Xishui unintentionally telling me your situation, I would have really found it hard to believe that in just two short years, you have actually grown to such an extent."
The other party's old voice carried a bit of a kindness, as if he were talking with a friend.
Huo Yuhao said indifferently, "I also did not expect to be able to see you here. Hello, Senior Long."
Yes. This person, who seemed to have controlled everything around him and had appeared before Huo Yuhao, was precisely one of the known Limit Douluos under heaven today, the Dark Holy Dragon, the Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao. He and the Dragon God Douluo, Mu En, were of the same era and were experts of the same generation.
Seeing Long Xiaoyao, Huo Yuhao's heart had already sunk slightly. He knew very well that an opponent of Long Xiaoyao's level was absolutely not someone that he, who had lost his two great martial souls, could fight against. Long Xiaoyao's power was even something that he, with his completely liberated Soul-Slaying Blade, could not match.
Long Xiaoyao was in a black robe, with a head of white hair. He was no different from when Huo Yuhao had seen him two years ago.
"You are too monstrous. On your body, I can even see the potential to become a god. Even the legend of ten thousand years ago, at the same age, was far from being a match for you."
"A pity. You are actually an evil soul master, the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult."