In desperation, she suddenly remembered the blood bead. She hurriedly sacrificed the blood bead. As soon as the blood bead came out, she felt the aura of heaven and earth as if she had a spirit. An invisible hand stretched out, and in an instant, the aura of heaven and earth was felt.
All the spiritual energy is sucked out.
The blood bead was still full of meaning, and when it felt the breath of the Jade Emperor Sword, it took off Ying Zhuyue's hand and floated towards the Jade Emperor Sword on its own. It was like a monster with an open mouth, trying to swallow up the Jade Emperor Sword.
As the best swordsman in the world, the Jade Emperor Sword trembled violently at this moment, as if it was afraid.
When Ying Zhuyue saw it, he hurriedly recalled the blood bead and forcibly fused it back into his body.
The vitality of heaven and earth attached to the wounds was sucked away by the blood beads, and the wounds on Ming Xixuan's body stopped bleeding immediately. After a while, his breathing gradually calmed down and he stopped moaning.
Ying Zhuyue stood up, holding a towel in his hand. The towel was completely soaked, soaked by the sweat from Ming Xixuan's body.
When he was in a coma, Ming Xixuan kept talking nonsense, and Ying Zhuyue didn't hear much of it clearly. When he was in a coma, the person who shouted the most was a man named Ming Zongxuan. The look on his face was extremely hateful, as if this man and
He has a blood feud.
Ying Zhuyue wanted to leave, but during this period Ming Xixuan kept having a high fever and she couldn't leave at all. If she let it go, Ming Xixuan would definitely die.
She was not an ungrateful person. Ming Xixuan risked his life to save her, so how could she just walk away?
His face was cold, and he was very tolerant. Even though he suffered such serious injuries, he did not show it.
His eyes seemed lifeless, but Ying Zhuyue could see that there must be many stories behind his eyes. She stood by the bed and looked at him, staring at his face without blinking, and saw that he was thin and thin.
His lips were pursed tightly, his brows were knitted together, and he became curious about him.
*****
The chaotic zhenqi calmed down, as if it had been sorted out by something. Ming Xixuan silently felt the meridians in his body, but did not find a trace of the crazy vitality of heaven and earth.
Any Kotone who is injured by Qiye will only die. He was conceited about his strength and asked Douye to have a drink, but he didn't expect that in the end he would end up losing both sides.
Although Qiye was injured by Qinyin, Ye Liuzhang didn't get any benefits. He was stabbed by his own Jade Emperor Sword. Unless someone could heal his wounds, he would definitely die!
Ming Xixuan did not open his eyes, silently feeling the surrounding environment.
There was a woman sitting next to her. Her face was quiet, and she was dressed in elegant clothes like a fairy. She looked at herself, but there was something ethereal in her eyes.
Ming Xixuan's heart suddenly trembled. This look in his eyes seemed familiar... His chest felt a little hot, and he almost shouted out the name that he had sealed in his memory.
It's so similar, exactly the same. Is it her? Could it be that the person who appeared in my dream is her? I came here somehow, could it be God's arrangement for me to meet her?
He was sure that he had seen Ying Zhuyue, but not in reality. He had seen her more than once in his dreams, and every time she appeared, she was dressed in a smart outfit, exuding a heart-wrenching aura of perseverance, graceful and graceful.
Come and drift away.
Ming Xixuan is not good at words. His face is like a layer of ice. He always gives people a cold look on weekdays, but his handsome face has made countless ladies in the imperial capital heartbroken. But he already has someone he likes in his heart.