Chapter 826 : Doubting whether my head was kicked by a donkey
"Idiot, he's not dead yet! Come with me!"
Ye Sang's face was pale and he didn't care to talk nonsense with her anymore. He picked up her and Jiaruo one by one.
Point your toes and rush out of the snowstorm.
Even though he was holding two people, his movements were as fast as lightning
Countless rocks of ice and snow were thrown down, but they were all shaken away by his protective aura.[
In the blink of an eye, he had rushed out of the ice valley with Jia Ruo and Hua Xiyue.
He raced against the collapsing ice and snow, and ran for almost half an hour before he reached a hillside that was not shaken and had no avalanches.
Putting them down, Ye Sang also sat down on the ground.
This sprint was almost the peak of his entire strength.
Although he is the Demon King, he is still so small and insignificant compared to the power of nature.
If he had arrived a step too late, the silly fox and her little lover would have been completely buried in the ice tunnel.
Looking back, I saw that the ice road had been completely covered by ice and snow, and the original shadow could no longer be found...
Oh, what a risk!
If he had run a little slower, he would have died with the little fox and the others!
Wolves and foxes are natural enemies. Ye Sang suspected that his head had been kicked by a donkey, but he actually tried his best to save a little fox, and also rescued his love rival...
Perhaps he subconsciously knew that if he didn't save Garuo, the little fox would rather die than let him save him.
He saved his love rival as a temporary measure, but he didn't really want to save him...
Ye Sang took a long breath, lowered his head,
However, Hua Xiyue rolled around and hugged Jia Ruo in her arms, desperately pumping internal energy into his body.
"Karao, Garuo, wake up, wake up!"
She murmured and touched his cold face with trembling hands.
Jiaruo didn't have the slightest breath, and his whole body was cold and stiff, like a dead corpse.
"You...you said he's not dead...Why, why doesn't he wake up? How can we make him wake up?"
While Hua Xiyue was channeling her spiritual power desperately, she raised her head and looked up at Ye Sang, her purple eyes full of sadness and despair.[