Fantasy: The opening punch explodes the thunder calamity

"Saint Monarch Realm?" Xia Jiuxuan's face sank, although True Immortal and Xuan Immortal were his long-cherished wishes, he knew the difficulty of cultivating the Seven Absolute Spirit Roots. Now that he has agreed, if he breaks his promise in the future because he cannot advance to the Saint Monarch Realm, he will not feel guilty. After thinking about it for a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Senior, you don't know, I am a Seven Absolute Spirit Root, and the Holy Emperor Period is already a fluke, if you say that you will advance to the Holy Monarch Realm, I am afraid that there is little hope." "

When Xiaolong heard Xia Jiuxuan say this, he was a little anxious, and immediately said, "Boss, you are not stupid, why don't you talk about it first." "

Originally, Xia Jiuxuan said those words, and waited for Wang Meiren to give an eviction order, but unexpectedly, a 'giggle' laugh entered his ears.

"You're funny, you silly boy!" Wang Meiren said slowly: "If you agree quickly, I don't believe it." The old woman saw that you were kind and kind, and you were by no means a person who did not believe in your word. When you advance to the True Immortal, you will fulfill your promise. "

"It's just that I don't know how long it will take to be promoted to a true immortal..."

"What, are you afraid that the old woman can't afford to wait?"

"No... No...... It's just that under this spiritual root, it is difficult to advance to the true immortal. Xia Jiuxuan hurriedly explained.

Wang Meiren nodded slightly and said, "It's okay, if you can't enter the true immortal, the old woman will find someone else, and I won't blame you." "

Xia Jiuxuan couldn't help frowning when he heard this, it was a great thing to say that the other party could heal him, but he always felt ashamed.

Wang Meiren didn't pay much attention to Xia Jiuxuan, but said to Xiaolong: "Put your boss on the table and take off your clothes." He should be in this situation sooner rather than later. "

"This..." Xia Jiuxuan's face immediately turned embarrassed.

"What this, this... How is it so mother-in-law. You stinky boy is still afraid that the old woman will not be able to think of you! Wang Meiren glared at Xia Jiuxuan fiercely and said, "If you don't take off your clothes, how can I change your tendons!" "

Xia Jiuxuan was also helpless, so he had to close his eyes tightly and let Xiaolong 'manipulate'!

Wang Meiren looked at Xia Jiuxuan, who was lying on the table, not an inch, and smiled. Then he patted Xia Jiuxuan's body lightly, and quipped: "Don't admit it, your fleshy skin is quite strong." "

Xia Jiuxuan was already embarrassed, hearing Wang Meiren say this, her face turned purple, if her limbs could move, she would like to find a crack in the wall to get into.

"Cramps and bones, if you take anesthetics, there will be trouble, such a painful pain, can you bear it?" Wang Meiren smiled and said.

"It's all right, senior! I can bear it! "

Wang Meiren nodded, and then there was an extra sharp knife in her hand. Immediately, with a few sounds of "click...", blood splattered, and Xia Jiuxuan's body was cut through several long openings!

"Shhhh

The sharp pain made Xia Jiuxuan gasp!

"Bear with it!" Wang Meiren said lightly: "It's still behind when it hurts!" "

She raised the knife in her hand and pulled the green tendons out of Xia Jiuxuan's body, and the blood flowed all over the table.

At this time, the intense pain made Xia Jiuxuan's body tremble involuntarily. His face was extremely pale, and beads of sweat were bursting out one after another, but he kept clenching his teeth, and he didn't say a word.

Xiaolong was no longer on the table at this time, but hid under the table like a frightened kitten. If it were someone else, I was afraid that it would be torn apart and chewed up, it would not have the slightest pity, but the object was Xia Jiuxuan, his loved ones, it was like a knife cutting on his body, and he felt uncomfortable.

"Bear with me!" Facing such a strong Xia Jiuxuan, Wang Meiren seemed to be a little touched, but the knife in her hand was still waving.

Time flies extremely slowly, at least in Xia Jiuxuan's opinion, it is like spending a hundred years in the Daoshan Hell.