Although five hundred years had passed, Ye Lingyue always remembered clearly, the pain when the knife fell and the blood and flesh separated.
Using her flesh and blood to make a princess, she returned her belongings to the original owner. Such things as cat crying and childlike mercy were also done by Xi Jiuye.
The Elixir bottle rolled to the ground with a clatter.
"Don't! Don't lose if you don't eat, parents who suffer from body skin ... I don't even have skin skin."
The little ghost stepped forward and picked up the medicines scattered on the ground one by one.
The devil's sad voice made Ye Lingyue sad.
"I'm sorry, kid, I didn't mean it."
She shouldn't spread the anger on Xi Jiuye on the devil.
"I don't know what kind of grievances between you and that surnamed Xi, but the old Xintou said, the heroes don't eat the loss in front of them. These immortals are good things, you should keep it from time to time.
The little whispered.
"Do you know the medicine? Old Xintou can't do this."
Ye Lingyue raised her eyebrows, curiously.
"I once found a broken book on the ancient battlefield, and there are some records of immortality on it, so I simply understand it."
The devil lipped his lips.
From small to large, it can only play in the ancient battlefield.
On the battlefield, many good things were scattered.
The Soul Pill is difficult to refine. After taking it, it can strengthen the body, stimulate muscles and promote blood circulation, and let the bones grow into flesh.
At the beginning, Xi Jiuye refined the magical soul pill, and tried to use a lot of energy.
"Pill medicine is a good pill, but for me, it is a burden. It belongs to 500 years ago, it was refined by Xi Jiuye, and it contained a part of his divine power. If I suffer, it is equal to He has inherited his love. Moreover, I do n’t want to be contaminated with anything that has anything to do with him. "
Ye Lingyue shook his head firmly, even if she knew that these immortals were indeed good for her.
"Ye Ling! You really want to be so unforgiving!"
A cold voice came from the side.
Xi Jiuye turned black with a dark face.
"Xi, what do you want to do!"
The kid was startled when he saw Xi Jiuye.
It turned out that Xi Jiuye had not left, he just concealed his breath.
He just wanted to see Ye Lingyue secretly, but she didn't expect that she would be so desperate.
Immortality medicine did infuse part of his magical power back then. Unexpectedly, Ye Lingyue could see through at a glance.
She was so unsympathetic that she had to clean up all the connections between the two.
Under the anger of Xi Jiuye, the little ghost was startled like a madman, it stopped in front of Ye Lingyue.
But where is it the opponent of Xi Jiuye under the rage?
With a big wave of his palm, the imp was thrown out.
As soon as he grasped Ye Lingyue's hands, his eyes flashed with rage and blood.
"Xi Jiuye, as I said long ago, you and I have nothing to do with it anymore. I fell in your hands because of my poor strength. I will never kill if I want to kill. But if you dare to hurt my friend, Even being a ghost will never let you go. "
Ye Lingyue sneered.
The scene in front of me is like five hundred years ago.
On the cliff of Meteor God, Xi Jiuye looked angry.
She is still under control.
Both hands were restrained by Xi Jiuye, unable to move.
"This lunatic actually used his strength. He can't be irritated right now. He has to think first, get out of it smoothly, and figure out whether the soul stone is really the emperor."
Ye Lingyue scolded at the bottom of his heart, quietly transported his mental strength, and wanted to find a chance to deal with Xi Jiuye.
Suddenly there was a stiffness in the back, a cold feeling that swept the whole body, and Ye Lingyue's pupils shrank.
"No need to use any means, I used the power of the stars to lock your pipa bones. I know you are a spiritual master, and the spiritual mind is amazing, but in this area, no one can break through the mist of the consciousness of the witch king, and you are no exception. . "
Xi Jiuye released his hand, Ye Lingyue's hands could not move.
At the wrist, flashes of blue light are the power of Xi Jiuye's stars.
The man's slender, cold hands gently stroked her smooth cheeks and landed on her slightly pale lips.
Warm lips, full and attractive.
"Ye Ling, I'll ask you one last time. Would you like to be married to me and be my partner of Nine Nights? I promised you that if I were heaven, you would be heaven and never fall forever."
The red light looming in Xi Jiuye's eyes, he approached Ye Lingyue, and the man's breath came.
"Unless I die."
Ye Lingyue felt a shudder, his body instinctively rejected Xi Jiuye.
"Xi's name, you let go of Lingyue."
The sound of the imp was completely left behind by Xi Jiuye, and he waved his hand, beckoning the witch under his hand to hold the imp.
The little ghost's voice gradually disappeared.
Both Ye Lingyue and Xi Jiuye were motionless.
Xi Jiuye's hazy eyes reflected the woman's pale face.
"You are still as stubborn as before. Are you really dead and don't want to rebuild with me?"
Xi Jiuye looked sad.
Can't go back ... he and her, after all, can't go back.
Ye Lingyue didn't squeak, just a pair of moon eyes, full of disdain.
"Since you are so unsympathetic, why should I be obsessed?"
Xi Jiuye laughed twice.
laugh--
Ye Lingyue's body shook slightly, a bloody color spread across his chest.
Ticking
The bright red blood dripped on the ice sculpture, blooming with blossoming rose-colored flowers.
At Ye Lingyue's heart, an extra blade was added.
"Ninety-nine drops of blood ... it hurts."
Seeing that the blade was not in Ye Lingyue's chest, Xi Jiuye realized what he had done.
Jun Lang's face was instantly white.
He stumbled and took a step back.
The bone pain quickly spread out, he held his heart tightly, gasping for breath.
The blood, like the enchanted flower, bloomed in his eyes.
She was obviously hurt, but he was in great pain.
"Come on, come on!"
Xi Jiuye paled and shouted in panic.
A sorcerer hurried on, quickly catching the blood dripping in front of Ye Lingyue with a porcelain bottle.
"Ninety-nine drops of blood, congratulations to Master Nine Nights, the blood has been collected."
The witch rejoiced.
"Will she die?"
Xi Jiuye looked at his closed eyes, Ye Lingyue, motionless, his hand trembling slightly, and the blade shattered instantly.
That was the star blade formed by the condensing of his heavenly strength, and he was out of anger and irrational.
The knife is deep, will she die?
"The wounded are a little weak, but they won't die. They just lost blood and coma."
After checking, the witch hurriedly replied.
"Set her up well, watch carefully, and notify me as soon as there is a change."
Xi Jiuye lost his soul and retreated, recovering the frozen power of Hu Xuebao.
Several witches carried Ye Lingyue in a bloody bath.
In his hand, there was an extra porcelain bottle with scarlet blood stimulating Xi Jiuye.
It reminded Xi Jiuye what he had done.