Yu Chaomu should never lose his weapons again, and should never be beaten like a dog in order to get his weapons back, and should never be beaten away again and again.

Yu Chaomu no longer wants to bear such humiliation. She is Yu Chaomu, so she can tolerate it, she can tolerate it!

A small person like dust, although no one loves him, she has her sword and her sword that can make her live proudly.

For this reason, she can tolerate what ordinary people cannot tolerate and what ordinary people cannot tolerate!

Qingyan trembled violently, Hua Guang rushed to him, and inserted an inch into Yu Chaomu's spine.

She was so painful that she was almost breathless. Her eyes were filled with blood, and she still shouted,

"open!"

The closed door was suddenly knocked open, and Chong Hanyu stood outside the door in shock. He only saw Yu Chaomu kneeling on the bed, Qing Yan behind her, half of her spine had been inserted!

"What are you doing?!"

Chong Hanyu was shocked and angry, rushed over and grabbed Yu Chaomu's hand, so angry that he wanted to kill her.

"Are you crazy? You have the cultivation level of yours and you still open the Sword Palace? Are you crazy?"

"Does go!"

Yu Chaomu shook off Chong Hanyu's hand fiercely. Her eyes were blood red. She looked at Chong Hanyu, and her whole body was trembling in pain. She gritted her teeth and said

"You don't have to worry about it!"

"Who cares about me?"

Chong Hanyu hugged Yu Chaomu, and said in fear

"What kind of stimulation have you been? Chaomu, okay? No one will open a sword palace for his body like you, for the sake of a sword, are all things that only those who have nothing but swords left, and you will do. Chaomu, Chaomu, Chaomu, you look at me, you and me!"

"I have nothing!"

Yu Chaomu raised his head and shouted

"Continue to drive!!!"

Qing Yan inserted another inch down. She coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood. The red blood fell on Chong Hanyu's shoulder. The hair tied up above her head was spreading because of the powerful airflow behind her. Her hair was dancing in chaos. She frowned and said to Chong Hanyu.

"You retreat and get your clothes dirty."

Chong Hanyu hugged her, shook his head in panic, and his throat choked, "Don't retreat!"

No one would mess with herself like Yu Chaomu. She started to use any means to open the Sword Palace for her strength... Only those who have nothing will open the Sword Palace for themselves.

It is recorded in the Encyclopedia of Cultivation that every crazy person who opens a sword palace for himself will get an unparalleled sword.

Yu Chaomu is already crazy about his love for swords!

Then what can he do? He can't beat or scold him. Even if he gets angry, he will have no choice but to treat her. What can Chong Hanyu do when facing such a woman?

He hugged Yu Chaomu's body, which was trembling in pain, reached out and stamped a mark on her forehead, gritted his teeth and said

"I wrote myself, the martial arts technique of xi, let's use it first."

The great god is worthy of being a great god. He has read several broken books on the plane of cultivation and can write his own martial arts.

Yu Chaomu stretched out his hand and pounded Chong Hanyu weakly. She said she would not learn, but was forcing her to learn. What exactly did Chong Hanyu want to do?

Soon, Yu Chaomu knew about it. Chong Hanyu hugged her tightly, looked at Qing Yan behind her, and pressed down another inch. He trembled and stretched out his wrist and stroked Qing Yan's sharp sword blade.

The bright red blood flowed out of Chong Hanyu's wrist and fell on Qing Yan's sword drop by drop. He let go of Yu Chaomu, put the wound on Yu Chaomu's pale lips, and whispered.

"I can't give you my blood slowly. It's too late. You can make do with it and drink it. It will hurt even more later. This will make you have some strength."

Yu Chaomu raised his eyes slightly, grabbed Chong Hanyu's wrist, pinched it tightly, and the red one stared at him and gritted his teeth.

"Who wants you to meddle in other people's business? If you do something like this, I will kill you!"

A great god, look at what he looks like now? Even if bloodletting is done, his blood is so worthless? He has so many women, and in the future, will he suck his blood in one mouthful of blood?

Chong Hanyu's eyes were stubborn. Seeing that Yu Chaomu was not drinking, he lowered his head slightly, took his wrist, took a mouthful of blood, stretched out his hand, pressed Yu Chaomu's back neck, and kissed her lips.

Don’t drink it, right? You have to drink it if you don’t drink it!!!

The Huaguang behind her was still a little more forcing. Qing Yan continued to penetrate a little inch down. Yu Chaomu was kissed by Chong Hanyu, and her mouth was full of blood and energy, and she had no ability to resist at all.

Because it hurts so much.

Chong Hanyu fed her a mouthful of blood and fed her a second mouthful. In fact, he didn't have to cut the wound on his wrist at all. In fact, he could use another method to better release blood and blood to her.

But it was too late. Before Yu Chaomu opened the Sword Palace, he was afraid that he would object, so he never notified him at all, and even had no intention of letting him know.

She did this while his five feelings were damaged. She planned to open the sword palace when he didn't know it yet.

Chong Hanyu was so angry that his heart and liver were in pain.

Want to be crazy? Okay, let’s go crazy together. It’s not that he can’t give everything, he can also give his life for her!

It is said that cultivators are delicacies for demon cultivators, and Yu Chaomu can be regarded as understanding why this is.

The pain of opening the sword palace was still there, but because of Chong Hanyu's blood, Yu Chaomu's energy and spirit were sufficient in all aspects. As Chong Hanyu said, she had never fainted as the pain became more and more painful, and she still had the strength to keep the sword palace running, which was also because of Chong Hanyu's qi and blood.

She was kissed by Chong Hanyu. He spread the blood and blood to her. Looking at Qing Yan behind her, he disappeared inch by inch behind Yu Chaomu, and then still kissed her lips without letting her go.

Then, Chong Hanyu pressed her down on the bed, kissed her neck like crazy, pulled open the clothes on her shoulders, and printed purple-red marks on her fair and slender shoulders.

His hands stroked her body and rubbed her through the fabric. She made him angry. He thought he would want her now to calm down.

Yu Chaomu had no strength to resist at all. She was covered in sweat. Chong Hanyu could even speak, and she felt that it was enough.

As Chong Hanyu's hand wandered between her legs, she explained tiredly.

"Stop the blood on your wrist."

Just like this, Chong Hanyu stopped. He woke up instantly and realized that he was bullying her!

He shouldn't bully her like others. She is the most precious treasure he keeps in his heart. He can't take advantage of her just because of his temporary aura.
Chapter completed!