More than an hour later, Helanjiu reappeared in the room.

The elders of the temple have already left first.

He sat at the table and after a long time, he looked up at a string of beads on his wrist.

The beads are white and light green, and the color looks a bit miserable, but they are also a special color and are very expensive when placed in jewelry.

At this time, Helanjiu could not afford to have any appreciation.

The Great Elder's words are still in his ears.

"Your Highness, you were able to wake up this time because the crystal coffin gathered spiritual energy and supplemented some of the power of living beings. Although Your Highness is awake, it is still deficient inside, and all the obstacles are supported by these biological powers... Your Highness, I would rather you never wake up and sleep longer to make the power of living beings more abundant. In this way, maybe this biological power can be transformed into your own spiritual power..." Helanjiu pulled the corners of his lips.

He felt that he was nothing different now, but it turned out that he was not supported by external forces at all, and his skin was just a container.

"What is the difference between the power of living beings and my own spiritual power?"

He asked the Great Elder.

The elder's face became a little more heart-wrenching: "The spiritual power belongs to His Highness himself. It can be consumed or supplemented by his own flesh and blood growth, but the power of the living beings was poured into the crystal coffin, and it does not belong to His Highness at all."

"Since it does not belong to Your Highness, then it will be consumed and there is no way to replenish it."

"Your Highness now looks safe, it is all based on the abundant power of living beings."

"Once the power of the living beings is exhausted, it is when His Highness... falls down again."

At that time, no one can tell whether the crystal coffin can gather the energy of life for Helanjiu again and preserve his body for him.

"How do you know how much vitality there is in my body?"

After hearing these words, he didn't even move his eyebrows, but just asked the most practical questions.

The Great Elder thought for a while and finally came up with something.

He took out a pure white bead string and gave it to him. As soon as the bead string was put on his hand, it turned blue and white.

"Your Highness, the materials used in this bead string are the same as those of the crystal coffin, and they are inducing each other. There are eighteen beads. The body of your highness is full of the power of life. The beads are blue-white. As the body of your highness decreases, the beads will turn white one by one. When the eighteen beads turn white..." The elder did not say anything further.

It all turned white, that is, Helanjiu used up all the energy of life, and no one knew what would happen to him in the future.

Helanjiu jumped out of her memory, raised her wrist to the moon and looked at the beads on her wrist. The blue and white beads reflected in the moonlight, which was a unique beauty.

“It looks pretty pretty.”

He smiled and turned to the bed.

There are eighteen beads, it's still early.

Although he didn't know how much time he had, he could be sure... before the beads faded, he could accompany Feng Wuyou to do many things.

Feng Wuyou knew nothing about these things.

She was pregnant, which eventually had a certain impact on her body.

It is easy to get tired, easily tired, and easily sleepy.

After a sleep, the little devil in her belly never made trouble for her, so she let her have a good sleep.

But Fang opened his eyes and was startled.

Who is the person in front of me who looks haggard and has red eyes like a demon?

After a while, she tentatively shouted: "Xing...Xinglan..." Before she finished speaking, she was already held in her arms and held tightly.

"Um..." Feng Wuyou was forced to press on him tightly, feeling that his waist was about to be broken.

His hands firmly clamped her, almost pinching into her flesh.

It seems that only in this way can we make sure that she is still there and she is fine.

Feng Wuyou came out from the ground yesterday and sent a letter to Xiao Jinglan. He didn't expect to see him when he woke up early in the morning, and he was also shocked.

But what is even more scary is Xiao Jinglan's current state.

Where did he come from?

How long has it been since I slept?

If it weren't for the handsome outline that had not changed, Feng Wuyou would almost find it hard to believe that the messy person in front of him would be Xiao Jinglan, who pays the most attention to appearance.

The force on her body became tighter and tighter, as if she was about to pull her into her bones and blood.

Feng Wuyou understood Xiao Jinglan's mood at this time and did not want to push him away, but... "Jinglan... you pressed my stomach..." There was a little guy who couldn't afford to hurt.

Xiao Jinglan's body stiffened and finally retreated slightly.

Feng Wuyou took a breath. Before she could say anything, Xiao Jinglan once again bullied her and kissed her heavily.

This time, he controlled his body and kissed him very hard, but he didn't even press on her.

The kiss was both domineering and powerful. Feng Wuyou was so dizzy that she gave the kiss that she almost forgot how to breathe.

"Um..." Her hands grabbed the clothes on his back, trying to restore his rationality, but she touched his stiff and tense body and a slight tremor that could not be controlled.

What kind of fear did this man experience? He was so at a loss that he could only use physical contact such as hug or kiss to make sure that she was still there and she did not disappear.

Feng Wuyou's eyes flashed for a moment, and he turned over.

"It's not so kissing..." She gasped slightly, looking at the man being pressed under her.

"I'll teach you..." He bent down and accurately reflected on Xiao Jinglan's lips.

The soft lips rubbed gently: "Xiao Jinglan, do you feel it?"

I'm here, alive..." The stiffness in Xiao Jinglan's eyes finally softened. He looked at Feng Wuyou who was leaning on him, and his black hair hung down long, making his cheek it itchy.

He reached out and held a strand of hair, his voice was hoarse: "You are still here."

“Yeah, still here.

I said I won't leave you."

Xiao Jinglan seemed to be satisfied and said softly: "I remember what you said, you must remember forever."

Feng Wuyou was about to say something else, but the door opened from outside with a loud bang.

"Empress..." Qianxin Qianyue and Nie Zheng appeared at the door at the same time, but disappeared at the same time in the next second.

"Emperor, Empress, you continue...we saw nothing!"

Feng Wuyou leaned over Xiao Jinglan and petrochemical.

She is not a lustful girl... it's really not what they thought.

Outside the door, Qianxin's tears had long been shedding like money: "The Empress is still alive, it's great.

I said, the Empress is lucky and lucky, so she will definitely be fine.”

Qianyue didn't say anything and said no.

The moment they saw Feng Wuyou, all their hearts were relieved.

Although I only saw that glance, the peace of mind brought by this look is incomparable to nothing.

The Empress is not only alive, but also can treat the Emperor... "However, the Empress is too lively. I thought that the Empress must have suffered a lot, and she might be as weak as she is. Unexpectedly, she still has the energy to deal with the Emperor."

Qianxin said, tears had already been taken back, touching Qianyue; "Qianyue, do you think the Empress and the Emperor are like this?"

It was all the empress on the way! Feng Wuyou disappeared first, and even their instinct for jokes was taken away, as if they didn't know what emotions to use to continue their lives.

But now, Feng Wuyou has only shown his side, and his nature has all come back again.

Qianyue glanced at Qianxin and saw the hideous knife on her face.

Her heart aches a little, but she still said bluntly: "This door is not very soundproof."

Let the emperor hear it, think about your fate.

Qian Xin was stunned and his face immediately collapsed.

When did she become like Yan Lin? She is so unlucky?

Looking at Qianxin's annoyed look, Qianxin finally couldn't help but smile.

The air here in the temple is so good.

There are so many trees, and the birds are singing nicely. Even the fallen leaves rolling on the mountain steps look extremely cute.

Feng Wuyou is fine, and this world has become alive again for them.

Feng Wuyou was still lying on Xiao Jinglan.

She just remembered it, but Xiao Jinglan refused to let it go. She just hooked her waist and had to continue lying on him.

"Stop making trouble, you have a good sleep."

Feng Wuyou is helpless.

This man's eyes are so red, how long has it been since he slept?

The bloodshot eyes were covered with blood.

"You sleep with me."
To be continued...