This is My Planet

Xia Guixuan accepted the spiritual connection.

The woman's blood resonance was cut off, and she paused when she knelt down to call her father, but when she raised her head, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and the violent sword intent was lingering.

Xia Guixuan made another contact.

The sword intent disappeared, and the woman bowed her head again.

Xia Guixuan accepted the contact again.

The woman raised her head angrily, not daring to reveal her murderous intent, a little frightened.

What's going on here... That kind of irresistible surrender and respect comes from the heart completely, she doesn't feel any signs of hypnosis and brainwashing by humans or soul control of the descendants of gods, why is that!

Looking to the left and right, the four subordinates were still kneeling around and waiting respectfully, as if they didn't know what was going on here.

Xia Guixuan was very interested, because he had never played like this before, exchanging his own blood for others... Unexpectedly, it was quite fun, and there was such an effect.

In fact, in the past, changing people's blood, at most strengthening others, did not have the same effect as now. Now it is because he has evolved the way of practice on this planet. His blood contains a full range of Taoism filling, and the other party absorbs it from it to fit the way of heaven, and penetrates into the soul regardless of each other, and naturally surrenders to his soul.

The benefits are great, but the downside is just recognizing the father, the blood concentration is even more outrageous than that of a real daughter.

It is not shabby to recognize the Way of Heaven as the father.

He had so much fun that the woman almost collapsed. Struggling with all his strength, he couldn't break free from the clutches of his clutches, and he couldn't get in touch with his subordinates who were close at hand. It was like being trapped in a prison of sighs, which made people despair.

She finally lowered her head as if giving up, and whispered hoarsely: You, who are you... Could it be that you are a fairy god above the god-born Wuxiang?

Of course Xia Guixuan would not go to show off the details, after thinking for a while, he suddenly pointed at her forehead.

The woman had no ability to resist and let him click on it, and could feel a mysterious bloody mark faintly appearing between her brows, which was strange and beautiful.

This is the slave pattern. Xia Guixuan said with a straight face: You have been hit by this seat's Changing Heaven and Earth Gods and Ghosts to intimidate Dafa, and you will not be able to escape for nine days and ten places.

... Endless humiliation welled up in the woman's heart.

It's better to call him Dad, it's respect anyway, this master-slave...

He had just plotted against a powerful enemy and killed a prestigious general in the human army, a Qianyuan strong man who was extremely intimidating in the hearts of the descendants of the gods, and obtained the fusion of the holy blood.

In the blink of an eye, he became a slave.

This psychological gap is simply...

She was silent for a moment, but finally didn't show it on her face, she just bowed her head and said in a low voice: Yes.

Xia Guixuan felt that this psychological quality was remarkable, so he dismissed the idea of ​​fun, so he asked, What's your name, and where did you come from?

The woman was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice with a strange expression: I am... Ling Moxue.

Xia Guixuan was expressionless.

This method of introduction...are you famous?

Ling Moxue hangs her head in silence, because she is really famous.

Some people in Daxia may not know who the current supreme ruler is, and there are probably not many people who don't know her Ling Moxue.

She is the granddaughter of Da Xia's Senate President, and the most famous singer on the planet. The combination of her dual identities is almost the brightest pearl in human society. Coupled with her cold and arrogant allure, I don't know how many people are crazy about her.

Behind the scenes, she is a secret member of the Immortal Cultivation Association, a saint of Tiandao Sect, who studies the Dao of Heaven, is fierce and ruthless.

She never thought that one day she would be inexplicably planted with strange magic and become a slave... And this person doesn't even know who she is!

Shouldn't he have recognized her face just by seeing it under the cloak?

The irresistible surrender appeared in the depths of her soul. She lowered her head and explained helplessly: I am the saint of Tiandaoism... There is a trend of thought among human beings who believes that technology has reached the bottleneck that cannot be broken through. The aborigines of this planet have proved the existence of our ancient legends of fairy gods, and that may be the real path of evolution. This trend of thought is easily rejected by the mainstream, so secret associations exist on the surface in the form of interest associations...

Xia Guixuan smiled: But in fact, your ambitions are quite big, not just to explore the way of heaven.

Ling Moxue bowed her head and remained silent.

Tsk. You are quite proud. Xia Guixuan said with a smile: Ordinary people are in your situation, they really have to answer every question, but you can always suppress it in silence... Maybe you are still thinking, after you go back, you will try your best to break my spells?

Ling Moxue whispered: Don't dare.

Saints of sects are a bit vulgar, but they still have some effect, um... Xia Guixuan paused for a while, and suddenly said inexplicably, Hey, so you are still a star.

? Ling Moxue was puzzled, why did you suddenly know it again?

How could she have imagined that at the birthday party above, Xia Guixuan and Yin Xiaoru were resting on the sofa after dancing, Xia Guixuan checked his watch on the spot, and Xiaoji just told him...

Raise your head and let me have a look. Xia Guixuan's tone was a little more interested.

Ling Moxue was a little more desperate.

It's over, if the strong communicate meaningfully, they probably won't think about those things. But once a man communicates with a female star, the angle of thinking will often become a little bit different. Ling Moxue can see too much...

She couldn't resist, so she had to raise her head reluctantly, looking into Xia Guixuanrao's eyes with interest.

It looks okay. Xia Guixuan concluded.

Ling Moxue: ...

I feel that you will be very useful. Xia Guixuan said with a smile: Although you have a vicious mind, but you failed in the end, being a slave is considered a lesson, other things...

Attempted... Yan Wuyue is not dead, but where is she?

Ling Moxue's face became very ugly, Xia Guixuan looked her up and down, and said with a smile: Don't be afraid, as long as you are obedient, I won't kill you.

As a result, Ling Moxue's face turned even paler, she took a deep breath, half closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling a little: Yes.

When you hear a star, you look at your face, and you have to be obedient when you look at your face. Who doesn't know what you are thinking...

I have kept my innocence for more than 20 years, is it going to be left here after all...

But Xia Guixuan said: Take those mutated monsters away, and I will give you a method. You can smooth out the distortions in their bodies, return to ordinary creatures, and release them naturally.

Ling Moxue was dumbfounded.

You make me obedient, and then say this?

What's the difference between this and using drugs to control a girl and then let people go to mine?

Xia Guixuan threw the blood drop into her hand: That's it, I will find you if I have a task in the future.

Ling Moxue was in a daze: Master, didn't the master come here for the holy blood?

Xia Guixuan seemed to be smiling but not smiling: You can absorb it slowly, and you can still make great progress. Don't be too hasty, be careful to explode.

Xia Guixuan in Ling Moxue's eyes suddenly disappeared, and the four subordinates around were ecstatic: Congratulations to the saint for successfully absorbing the holy blood!

Ling Moxue was even more horrified.

This man's practice has reached the point of playing with everything, making people wonder if it's an illusion or real, who is he!

Uh, saint, saint?

Oh. Ling Moxue came back to her senses, and waved her hands wearily: Take everything here... except Yan Wuyue.

Yan Wuyue is not dead? The subordinate was shocked: Then why don't you find it and kill the grass?

Ling Moxue said coldly: I have my own measure.

Are you kidding me, that terrifying man probably came here for Yan Wuyue, how many lives do you have enough to kill?

Ling Moxue trembled slightly all over. Thinking of being planted with slave patterns by such a terrifying existence, she really couldn't imagine what kind of future awaited her.

The subordinates didn't even know why the saint had a pale and serious face after absorbing the holy blood and making great progress in her cultivation. Seeing that it was impossible for her to explain further, she had no choice but to salute: Yes.

The blood mist gradually dissipated, and the underground returned to darkness and openness.

Yan Wuyue found that the pressure that restrained her was gone, she could move, see and hear, but she was gone... The man who saved her was gone, and so were the five men in black robes.

The sea of ​​blood disappeared, the mutated beasts disappeared, and the power to destroy the world disappeared without a trace. This is a dark cave, and there is nothing but herself floating in the air in a daze...

Yan Wuyue scanned for a long time without giving up, and there was indeed not even a single hair.

As if everything was just a dream.

She didn't even see the man's face from beginning to end, only saw half of his profile when he hugged her sideways...

Trying to recall at this time, but I feel a little familiar...

Yan Wuyue stood up slowly and looked up.

That man is probably a god-descendant, and his practice is extremely terrifying, but he makes himself feel a little familiar with a god-descendant man who happens to be nearby...

only one.