When Emperor Ye Tian heard Zhao Wushuang's description, his heart seemed to be split open.
His daughter's body was so thin that she could contain dangerous energy.
For Zhongzhou, for our family and country, and for great righteousness.
"good!"
The madam's eyes were red, she endured the pain in her heart, and said loudly: "This is the leader of all directions, the Lord of Hundred Ghosts, Ye Chuyue, do your duty!"
She didn't mention Ye Gong at all, and she didn't say that she was her granddaughter, because she knew how dangerous this battle was, and what a narrow escape from death it was like to go through many hardships, and Ye Gong didn't dare to put gold on his face.
"Little guy, don't die."
Mu Fengming squatted down and held Chu Yue's hand: "Don't die, live well. I, Mu Fengming, cannot die like this. Your martial arts path should not stop here. In this world
, I still need you. I can’t die, I can’t! If it’s not the original energy, my aunt will help you swallow it. If you have any trouble, come to me, Mu Fengming, and my aunt will never let anything happen to you.”
"Gurgling."
Fresh and thick blood flowed out of Chu Yue's mouth.
A large amount of blood soaked into his chin and neck, and kept flowing downwards.
Chu Yue fell on the throne, surrounded by relatives and friends.
The thorns growing in the mountains can also be enjoyed by the family in the greenhouse.
All in all, she, Ye Chuyue, has achieved everything she wished for in her two lives, which is already worth it!
The red lips curved into a beautiful curve, but the body and chest trembled violently, and blood flowed out from the throat turbulently.
Chu Yue stubbornly wanted to swallow the blood, but she couldn't hold back the blood, so she choked and vomited it out.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
She coughed violently and felt extremely weak.
The God of War who used to be a warrior with steel and iron bones, now looks like a terminally ill man who is about to die. He still has the all-round majesty of fighting against the heroes, and only the regrets on his deathbed are left.
I regret not being able to live a long life and respect my elders.
I can't hold my son's hand and grow old together.
Neither can we see our son find his sweetheart in this world of flowers and full moon, nor can we see the five continents merge to achieve true peace and prosperity for the country and the people.
Although it is worth it, it is still...
I feel unwilling to do so!
Chu Yue endured the pain and smiled with a smile on her lips.
"Stop laughing, don't laugh, it's so ugly." Ye Wuxie knelt down on one knee and said with a trembling voice.
"Good... good-looking..." Chu Yue said.
Ye Wuxie caressed Chu Yue's face, tears welled up in her eyes, and said warmly: "Okay... Xiaoyue is the most beautiful."
Chu Yue grinned.
Mu Qinghuang almost fainted.
"Little Ye Zi..." Xuanyuan Xiu was in pain.
Tuoba Zhi, Xiao Li, Bu Hairou and others were even more panicked.
The people and ghosts all over the city looked sad.
Their thoughts were closely connected with the woman named Ye Chuyue.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
One by one, the subjects knelt down.
One after another, the sounds echoed among the flowers blooming all over the city.
"May my ghost master be safe and sound every year."
"I wish to fall into the realm of ghosts forever and never recover. I only hope that the master of ghosts will be safe and sound."
"..."
Blessing prayers came and went.
The people and ghosts kneeling on the ground are so pious.
At least now, those who believe in gods and Buddhas, and those who do not, are all hoping that the sky will open its eyes and grant her another miracle.
"Oh, oh, oh..."
The hoarse wail is comparable to the roar of a wild beast.
Everyone looked towards the ground.
But they saw the giant ghost, whose body was covered with wounds and bones, slumped on the ground, crying with his mouth open like a child, and kept rubbing his eyes with his hands half clenched in fists.
Tears flowed out, like a special rain.
After the victory, the whole city was desolate, without any rainbow light, and everything was shrouded in gloom and misery.
There was a "click" sound.
The sweet-scented osmanthus cake wrapped in lotus leaves fell out of Ye Wuxie's arms.
Ye Wuxie picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake with trembling hands, wiped her tears and said, "Xiaoyue, look, I brought you the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you like to eat. You haven't eaten it yet. Can you take a bite?"
?”
Chu Yue was confused and groggy, her consciousness and vision were in a painful dizzy state.
She heard many people calling her, but she couldn't make out what they were saying.
She also knew that there were relatives around her, and she wanted to comfort her sad relatives and friends, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her hands.
Whenever she wanted to concentrate highly to hear clearly, the original energy would turn into countless silver needles, piercing her soul, causing such pain that even a person with an iron will like her would collapse several times.
Ye Wuxie opened the lotus leaf bag, took out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and pulled her sleeves to wipe away the blood on Chu Yue's mouth.
But as soon as he wiped the blood away, new blood surged out from his throat. He couldn't wipe it clean, but Ye Wuxie's hands were shaking more and more.
Tears filled her eyes and could no longer hold back the tears that fell on the blood stains on Chu Yue's chin, and were wiped away by Ye Wuxie with her sleeves.
In an instant, Chu Yue vomited out new blood.
Ye Wuxie's throat hurt so much that she couldn't speak. She carefully picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and fed it to Chu Yue.
The sweet-scented osmanthus cake melted in your mouth, and when it touched Chu Yue's lips and teeth, it turned into warm air flow from the throat and flowed into the martial body.
Ye Wuxie was startled, and looked at the surrounding family members, and they all realized something was wrong.
"This osmanthus cake..."
The lady said: "There is hope! After Xiaoyue ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, her vomiting of blood slowed down. Wuxie, hurry up, hurry up, keep feeding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to Xiaoyue, there is no need to delay."
Ye Wuxie knew the seriousness of the matter and fed the second piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake with trembling hands.
Then, he fed all the sweet-scented osmanthus cake inside the lotus leaves to Chu Yue.
Chu Yue ate sweet-scented osmanthus cake and no longer vomited blood.
"let me see."
Mrs. Mu held herself up and took Chu Yue's pulse again, her eyes brightening: "Stabilized, stabilized, who gave this sweet-scented osmanthus cake, it can actually contain the original energy, just...just..."
"Just what?" asked the old uncle.
The old lady gritted her teeth, turned her head and looked away, and said feebly: "Although the original energy has been contained, it is blocked in Xiao Chu's tendons and acupuncture points, which means... Xiao Chu will never be able to do it again in this life.
She will continue to practice martial arts...she will stay in the realm of the eighth-level martial arts master forever..."
For families, the safety and health of their children is more important than anything else.
But every one of them understands Chu Yue.
Knowing that Chu Yue was unwilling to settle in a corner, her heart was ambitious, her blood was hot for martial arts, and the sword in her hand fought for righteousness.
She has a group of like-minded comrades who are inseparable through life and death, and will write wonderful stories that shock history in this era.
If she cannot practice, it will be a huge difficulty for her!
"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive..."
The old uncle sighed softly.
After sighing, he turned his head and quietly wiped away his tears.
"What's so good about martial arts is that it doesn't matter if you don't practice it." Mu Fengming said: "We don't care about going."
Tu Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Chu Yue no longer vomiting blood. Her eyes flashed when she heard Mrs. Mu and her old uncle's conversation.
If she remembers correctly, the junior sister is a fellow practitioner of Mowu.
He can't cultivate martial arts, but he still has the talent of magic, which is enough to amaze the world and become the master of the Five Continents!