The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Even if he knew he was going to die, he would have no worries.

Qinglong they should have been happy, Xi Yue has the root of wood, and only she can save Ji Mingyu.

She is willing to forgive Ji Mingyu and willing to save Ji Mingyu, which means Ji Mingyu is finally saved.

They should have been happy, but...

But no matter what method is used, as long as Xi Yue rescued Ji Mingyu, then she will also... will also be irreversible, and even run out of light and die.

After all, this is just a way of life for life, even if the master is really alive, he will never be happy.

Qinglong's eyes showed deep guilt and pain, and he slowly knelt down and opened his mouth, but could not say a word.

Several other people also knelt down, their eyes glowing, "Miss Xiyue's life-saving grace, we will never forget it."

Xiyue burst into a smile, with a smile and indulgence inexcusable, "I save my own man, do you need to thank you?"

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The eight dragons of Qinglong worked together, using 10% of each of them, to condense a wind sword chopped on the thick, insoluble cold mist.

The cold mist tumbling and spreading violently, spreading and contaminating Qinglong and others.

Rao is that they are god-level cultivation practices but they are completely frozen and can no longer move.

The eyes of the eight people all fell on Xi Yue, and the girl's weak figure appeared so thin and fragile in the thick fog.

However, she walked very steady in every step.

The cold mist that could freeze the god-level monk fell on her, but was quickly dispelled by the bright Yingying light.

However, with the endless release of Muzhiyuan, Xiyue's face became more and more pale.

The little red bird shouted anxiously in the space: "Xi Yue, you are crazy, do you really want to save Ji Mingyu? No, I am not against you saving Ji Mingyu, but Ji Mingyu a few days ago can also save Now, if you save him, you probably have to lose your cultivation, or even a life? You can’t use your own life for his life!"

The egg had originally heard Ji Mingyu was dying and had been crying and yelling at her father. At this time, Xi Yue had to exchange his life for his life, and immediately screamed anxiously, "You can't be a mother, don't be a mother. Kiss me! Mother, you said you won’t leave eggs!"

Say it will rush out in desperation.

Xi Yue's eyes moved, and suddenly his mind moved, and one of the porcelain bottles in the Lingxiao Hall in the space flew into the sky and cracked open.

The light blue powder fluttered and fell on the eggs, the little cow and the little red bird.

A few little guys were caught off guard. They suddenly fell like a drunk, and collapsed after taking a few breaths.

Xiyue's consciousness gently stroked a few little guys, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

After that, he stood up without any hesitation, and quickly walked in the direction of the strongest coldness.

Wuqing Lingquan was not very big. Xiyue quickly found Ji Mingyu as if there was no breath in a corner of the pool.

The entire Lingquan was originally a hot spring, but at this time, it had no more than half a point of temperature, and instead thickened ice.

But only Ji Mingyu's whole body, the ice did not condense, but the pool water around him boiled instead.

Ji Mingyu's handsome face shivered and twisted with extreme pain, and the hand propped on the edge of the pool snapped into the mud, his blood and flesh blurred.

His whole body seemed to be intertwined with boiling fire power and black engulfing power, obviously it should be a hot temperature, but between his eyebrows, there was condensation on his hair.