"Maoer, how are you doing? Maoer..." At this moment, a sad look came from the eyes of King Dongxie, painful and anxious.

"Hehe...hehe..." The cat demon closed his eyelids with difficulty and smiled gently. His smile was full of sweetness and happiness.

"King, do you still remember? When I was in Wuqingshan..., the king saved Maoer's life, Maoer... from that moment on... I only serve the king for the rest of my life..." The cat demon murmured intermittently.

"I know, cat, don't be afraid, it's okay..." The eyes of King Dongxie flashed uneasy, and his eyes were red. He held her tightly in his arms, and could hear a choking in his throat.

"Big... King, Maoer... I feel so happy at this moment, Maoer... Finally I know that the king doesn't... don't care about Maoer, but in fact... the king has always cared about Maoer." A happy smile hung on the corner of Maoer's mouth, murmured powerlessly. Only at this moment, when lying in the king's arms and enjoying the warmth in the king's arms, can she feel happiness.

"It won't be a problem, no!" King Dongxie gently wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"King, the cat is so cold, so cold..." The cat demon suddenly trembled, his eyebrows turned white, and his lips turned black and purple.

King Dongxie hurriedly hugged her in his arms: "Is it still cold?" He was gentle and heartbroken.

"No... it's cold, the cat is so sleepy..." After the words, the cat demon closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Suddenly, the King of Dongxie raised his hideous eyes: "Ah~~ah~~." He screamed in extreme sadness, and the deafening sadness made people feel cold.

"Bang~~." Suddenly, the armor on his body exploded into pieces like an explosion, and his black hair scattered. When the wind blew, all his hair rippled.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The King of Dongxie held the cat demon in one hand and quickly looked back at Yi and slapped him a few times. A burst of smoke blocked his sight. Yi looked back and couldn't see clearly.

"Zhou Qingquan, I will settle the score with you!" The voice of King Dong Xie floated down from the air, as if a sound was transmitted from the air.

After a while, the smoke gradually dissipated, and there was nothing underground. The King of Dongxie left unknown when.

"Uh!" Yi looked back and breathed a sigh of relief, but her chest hurt. Her eyebrows and eyes were tightly locked into pieces, and her lips turned white.

"Sister Yi...you?" Que Yi pointed at her in shock, unable to speak. Yi looked back and glared at him with discomfort.

"Your hair is white?" After a long time, Que Yiyue said timidly.

Yi looked back and ignored him. She knew that her hair had turned white. She was seriously injured just now. Her soul was extremely weak. She quickly sat up cross-legged.

Zhou Qingquan sat cross-legged behind her without saying a word, waved his hands and blew lights. He slapped Yi's back and silently healed her wounds.

Que Yiyue didn't bother me, but Xiao Wei, who was standing on the side, helped Xiaoxuan slowly walk over. After the battle just now, many soldiers died, and only a few people were left.
Chapter completed!