Jia Ruo's heart sank suddenly, Xiyue wanted to give up? Did she want to die?
Although his face remained calm, his heart was so nervous that he almost twitched.
As soon as Hua Xiyue is occupied by the God of Jealousy, her soul will be completely eaten away by the God of Jealousy, and she will disappear completely.
That's why he took risks, making this move a risky move.
It’s also the last resort.[
If it succeeds, it might save Hua Xiyue's life.
If you fail, you will die together!
Hua Xiyue and Jealous God Society were both physically and mentally destroyed!
Xiyue, never give up!
The jealous god had already screamed and cursed: "Damn girl, you can't give up! Damn it, I don't want to die yet!"
Her hands trembled even more, and a fierce and angry light flashed in her eyes.
Damn it, it’s getting more and more out of control!
Hua Xiyue inside her body wanted to die, and even tried desperately to control the hands holding the big stone, trying to make her give up resistance.
Jealous God almost regretted it.
I regret making a contract with Hua Xiyue, maybe she should find someone stronger!
Although the Jiaro priest in front of him feels sorry for Hua Xiyue, he has no love for her.
She obviously made a mistake in threatening him with Hua Xiyue's life...
Moreover, it is very difficult to control this body, and I cannot use 50% of my usual 10% strength.
Hua Xiyue's soul is still constraining her body, giving her a headache!
"I'll count one, two, three. If you don't come out, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Jia Ruo's cold voice came. The blood beads on his hand were flowing faster and faster, gradually forming the shape of a gossip...
The God of Jealousy knew that once this Eight Diagrams was condensed and formed, the big stone on his body would fall straight down.
Not only will the body she lives in be smashed into a meat pie.
Also because of the soul-locking function of this blood stone, her and Hua Xiyue’s souls will be scattered, and their souls will be truly annihilated![
"I", the God of Jealousy, could no longer hold on and finally wanted to admit defeat.
Ye Sang, who had been standing by silently, had a handsome face that suddenly turned gloomy and clear, and his fists were clenched, almost trembling.