After becoming an outcast, she relied on the system to raise her children and counterattacked.

"Your uncle, you bitch, are waiting for me here."

Ye Jinglan gritted his teeth and cursed.

A steady influx of power almost burst his body, and the internal force kept flowing on his skin, like an alien on TV, constantly bulging.

"what!"

Wang Shun, who had a low level of martial arts, suddenly let out a scream.

Ye Jinglan couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

He shouted with difficulty: "Wang Shun, you have to hold on. Aren't you going to be my slave for the rest of your life? Even if you die, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."

A large amount of blood poured out of the corner of Wang Shun's mouth. He grinned, looking a little ferocious.

"It's okay. If I go first, I will wait for the young prince on the Naihe Bridge to prevent the young prince from getting lost."

Ye Jinglan endured the pain and cursed: "Don't say such depressing words, calm down, embrace Yuan Shouyi, turn the internal energy into a trickle, incorporate it into the Dantian, and then distribute it to the meridians of the body for your own use."

This is what Bishop Xiaoge said when he was using his inner power. Ye Jinglan remembered it very clearly, and now he can only treat it like a dead horse.

"Slave...I know."

Wang Shun spat out a few words with difficulty. He really couldn't die now. Without him as a medium, Morita Pi Yanzi's internal energy would suddenly pour into Ye Jinglan's body. How could he bear it when he was only a few years old? Live.

Ye Jinglan also calmed down at the same time. Aren't martial arts novels always say that it cannot be broken or established? Maybe this is an opportunity.

Moreover, he had drank spiritual spring water and was stronger than ordinary people.

Morita Piyanzi laughed loudly and said: "You guys underestimate my internal power. Just relying on your little ability to transform my internal power is simply a fantasy. I will blow you away today."

He mobilized all his internal energy and poured it crazily into Wang Shun's body. Wang Shun immediately spit out another mouthful of blood. He wanted to take his hand from Ye Jinglan's back, but found that his palm seemed to be sucked by something. , unable to move at all.

A feeling of despair welled up from the bottom of his heart, hoping that Master's blessing would allow him and the young prince to overcome the difficulties together today.

Ye Jinglan stopped talking. He closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to control the crazy influx of power with his mind. For a moment, he seemed to see the veins in his body, just like a plastic pipe holding water. Normally, it is white and transparent, but it has different thicknesses and weird shapes due to the impact of the invisible internal force.

Since the meridians are not broken, it proves that he can accommodate this power. He is also a person who has traveled through time. He cannot be weak like Yin Qingxuan, let alone be carried by a woman all the time.

Thinking of Yin Qingxuan taking him on flights several times, Ye Jinglan's heart skipped a beat and he simply accepted them all.

At that moment, he seemed to hear a cracking sound of his joints being stretched, and the tendons in his body seemed to be stretched all of a sudden. The clothes on his body also turned into pieces, and the cloth flew into the air agitated by the internal force, as if The goddess scatters flowers like flowers.

Ye Jinglan had no intention of looking at this. The severe pain caused cold sweat to break out on his forehead, and his eyes stung even more. He didn't dare to open them at all. All that echoed in his ears was Morita Pi Yanzi's heart-rending laughter, as if it was through his body. The demonic sound disturbed him.

"You damn thing, shut up."

Ye Jinglan roared loudly, then felt the world spinning and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Wang Shun was also bleeding from seven holes, and his whole body lay limply on the ground.