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Chapter 872 It seems I've lost control of my body (2nd update)
Countless fine brown lines began to crawl along Yunran's wounds, and soon, Yunran's entire palm looked as if she were wearing a brown glove.

"it hurts!"

Both Junior Uncle and Dragon Spirit were shocked by this turn of events.

Even when he suffered a backlash, with his internal organs cramping and he vomiting blood, he would never scream. But now, he's in so much pain because of such a small wound.
Long Ling still remembers the first time he met Yun Ran.

Yunran almost killed him, and he almost killed Yunran, but Yunran stood her ground and endured it.

But now, everything he's discovered makes Long Ling wonder if Yun Ran is deliberately playing tricks on him!
This feeling is like someone who can still laugh and joke even after being stabbed several times, but one day, they suddenly get pricked by a needle and start howling like a banshee.

Seeing that the brown lines were still crawling online, Junior Uncle quickly drew a talisman and stuck it on Yunran's arm.

However, it only slowed down the climbing speed of the lines, but did not make them disappear.

Junior Uncle's brows immediately furrowed.

His Purple Imperial Talisman was said to be able to revive the dead and heal the wounded, but now it couldn't even suppress such a small line.
The excruciating pain finally brought Yunran, who had been somewhat dazed, back to her senses.

The screams stopped abruptly, and even though large beads of sweat appeared on Yun Ran's forehead, she managed to hold back.

But Yunran's entire face looked deathly pale, and her lips were bitten raw from the intense pain.

Long Ling no longer cared about absorbing the remnant dragon; he had already exhausted too much energy and wanted to replenish it.

Now, the dragon horns on his forehead have been suppressed, leaving only some scales on his arms.

But compared to Yunran, none of these things really matter.

"How are you?"

Long Ling quickly helped Yun Ran up and leaned closer. He finally saw clearly what the wound on Yun Ran's finger looked like.

There was no sign of redness or swelling, and the wound had even healed.

But Yunran's entire hand looked as if it had been dyed, making it look exceptionally strange.

Before long, Yunran's hair was completely wet and stuck to her forehead, making her look extremely disheveled.

Looking at Yun Ran like this, Long Ling no longer felt the envy, jealousy, and hatred she had before. She even wished that it was him who had been hurt instead.

After all, his body was already powerful, and the dragon spirit's soul was exceptionally strong, further enhancing his physical body.

This injury is nothing to him.

Junior Uncle had already squatted down to examine the magic weapon that had been broken into two pieces.

The blood droplets dripping onto the wound weren't absorbed; instead, they swayed back and forth like dewdrops on Lotus Leaf Mountain.

This is very wrong.

It wasn't until the Heavenly Eye opened that Junior Uncle could clearly see that at the location of the gap, there were tiny creatures invisible to the naked eye toying with the blood droplets.

"Xiao Ran, why did you suddenly reach out and touch this gap just now?"

Yun Ran has special restrictions on her body, and under normal circumstances, almost nothing can deceive her.

The junior uncle looked at Yun Ran's current state of endurance, which was completely different from Yun Ran's previous screams.

Just like Yunran before, who couldn't control her own behavior.

Yunran was in so much pain that she felt almost completely drained of her strength.

Hearing her junior uncle's words, she opened her mouth, wanting to speak, but felt powerless.

Upon seeing this, Long Ling immediately slashed his wrist and shoved his dragon blood into Yun Ran's mouth.

"Hurry up and drink some!"

Although he and Yun Ran usually had some disagreements, Long Ling was genuinely afraid now. If Yun Ran were to die like this, he would truly go crazy. This was his connection with his junior uncle, the stepping stone to a comfortable life in the future. What would he do if he lost it!

Yun Ran was truly exhausted. At this moment, she naturally wouldn't be polite to Long Ling and tried her best to swallow the blood that was brought to her mouth.

The pale face, paired with the bright red lips, made the scene somewhat eerie.

It took Yunran a long time to recover.

The brown lines that Junior Uncle couldn't suppress with his talismans suddenly seemed to have encountered a natural enemy and began to retreat desperately.

However, because the wound on Yunran's finger had already healed, the brown lines were compressed onto the finger area.

It looked as if Yunran's fingers were all necrotic.

A bright light flashed.

Yunran's five fingers all had the same scratches.

Those brown lines, which had been squeezed and had no way out, began to gush out from the wound.

A look of immense pain reappeared on Yunran's face.

Fortunately, Yunran's fingers finally returned to their original state.

And within those brownish-brown bloodstains that dripped onto the ground, it seemed as if countless things were churning within them.

Long Ling finally couldn't hold back and masturbated several times.

Yunran: ...

So this is what it feels like to be disliked. But considering how domineering the dragon spirit's blood is, she'll endure it!

But Long Ling had no intention of stopping while he was ahead.

Not only were his brows furrowed deeply, but his eyes also revealed a blatant disgust. It was utterly repulsive.

"What are these things? They look a bit like Gu worms, but with Yun Ran's powerful bloodline, shouldn't Gu worms die as soon as they get close to her?!"

They had encountered Gu worms before.

Back in the Gu God Palace, which had the most powerful and complete collection of Gu worms, Yun Ran was perfectly fine.

Long Ling always felt that this thing was very strange.

Once she had fully recovered, Yun Ran sat up straight, raised her hand, and casually wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Only then did he look at his junior uncle, who was staring intently at the broken magical artifact.

"Junior Uncle, just now, it felt like I lost control of this body, as if I wasn't myself, as if I had been pushed out..."

As Yun Ran was speaking, her face suddenly stiffened, and her eyes trembled violently.

Junior Uncle also looked over, and the two exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of suspicion in each other's eyes.

She, the wooden puppet of her junior uncle, and Long Ling—none of them were in their original bodies.

The wooden figure shattered, and now Junior Martial Aunt is in the state of a spirit puppet. Dragon Spirit possessed a body, and although she didn't possess a body, it was almost the same.

The feeling she just experienced was clearly as if something was forcibly tearing her soul away.

However, she had already become one with this body, and she also carried the Daoist tradition on her shoulders, which was why she was able to stay awake and endure the pain of her soul being separated.

Long Ling didn't quite understand what Yun Ran meant and was about to ask for clarification.

He then saw Yun Ran and his junior uncle both looking at him, which made his heart skip a beat.

(End of this chapter)