I didn't expect that the human body was so weak.

Qingli's body couldn't withstand his demonic power, so he fell into a coma.

If he forcibly used his demonic power to heal Qing Li's injuries, Qing Li's injuries would be even more serious.

Liyan hugged Qingli and walked towards the back mountain.

The demon palace is backed by Yanhu Mountain, this mountain is surrounded by water on all sides, the lonely peak stands upright, the trees on the mountain are luxuriant, the green bamboo becomes yin, the mountain wall is steep, and the river is surging.

The lush trees on the mountain, the vast blue sky, and the misty clouds and mist just form an elegant and light-ink landscape painting.

Looking up, the mountain peaks are covered with clouds and mist, and the mountain paths are winding, like a swimming dragon churning in a sea of clouds.

At the foot of Yanhu Mountain, there is a clear spring. This spring accumulates the aura of heaven and earth, and the water mist on the spring is shrouded.

He put all his demonic power on his feet, rushed to the spring, and put Qingli in the spring.

The mist wrapped around Qingli's body. Qingli's hand moved slightly, and Qingli's forehead dripped clear liquid, I don't know if it was water or cold sweat.

After a while, Qing Li muttered and opened his tea eyes.

The eyes that are as bright as sapphires are staring clearly, and there are three lives of anxiety, three points of self-blame, three points of distress, and one point of indescribable emotions.

Qingli's lips were still pale, but the pain in her body had eased a lot. The place that was injured by the demonic power gradually recovered because of the nourishment of the spring water.

Qing Li slowly opened her small pale lips and spoke low, with a little weakness in her voice.

She said, "Is the demon mark on my body lifted?"

The blue crystal eyes of the detached looked at Qingli, and his voice was a little hoarse.

He said, "It's untied, but your body can't withstand the collision of two demonic forces." So seriously damaged. ”

"This spring has a nourishing effect, and if your body is seriously damaged, you can only recover after a week of soaking in the spring. ”

"Only then can you practice witchcraft. ”

During the time of the death's speech, Qing Li had regained some strength.

Her hand rested on the wall of the spring and she wanted to get up.

A clear voice sounded, "Don't be in a hurry to get up yet, soak for another hour or two." Whatever calls me, I'll go and wait for you. ”

Qingli opened her lips, her voice was hoarse, and said, "Okay." ”

He turned and walked to the side of the gleaming stone.

Qingli lowered her eyelashes and looked down at the clothes on her body.

Even though the water was soaking through her clothes, they were dry.

I don't know what kind of material it is?

Qingli's fingers twisted the corners of his clothes. Still can't tell.

The green jade hand slid to the sides of the body.

Her body was tired, and her eyes narrowed.

The front foot of the death took Qingli to leave the Weiyang Palace, and a banshee came on the back foot.

The banshee has an oval-shaped pointed chin, under her eyebrows are the phoenix eyes of Gu Panshengshen, and her black hair.

She wore a cocoa-colored finely embroidered bird-patterned robe.

The bottom of the shirt swayed slightly, and it turned out to be a lotus-red diege needle gold carved satin skirt.

The white hand is wearing a silk-filled Nanyang jade bracelet, a brown and green double-ring four-fold Ruyi palace silk is tied around the waist, and a lotus fragrance bag embroidered with silver thread is lightly hung.

On the feet is a pair of milk smoke satin double petal lotus brocade two-tone hibiscus satin shoes.

This woman is the granddaughter of the Great Elder of the Demon Realm, Yuan Shuang.

She walked in a rage and wanted to rush into Weiyang Palace, but was stopped by two guards at the door.

She shouted in a sharp voice, "Blind you dogs, don't you know who I am? ”

The two guards had a bitter look on their faces, and said with a pamper: "The king ordered that no one can enter the Weiyang Palace without his orders. ”

The people in here have a lot of face!

Yuan Shuang sneered, his voice as cold as a glacier. His eyes were filled with a raging fire, as if he wanted to burn everything in the world.

She said: "In that case, I will not embarrass you, if I don't go in, it is always okay to let the people inside." ”

The two guards said cautiously: "The girl who lives in the Weiyang Palace has left with the king and is not in the palace. ”

Yuan Shuang is arrogant and cruel.

She often used her identity to abuse and kill some maids and guards.

She has never been punished, and Yuan Shuang has always considered herself a demon queen in the future.

is rampant and domineering in the demon palace, and there is no one in the palace who is not afraid of her.

The two attendants were afraid that Yuan Shuang would take them under the knife, and their bodies trembled.

Yuanshuang was really angry, and her pink fist was clenched tightly.

Her voice was cold, with a piercing coldness, and she said, "Where did they go?"

The two guards looked at each other, not knowing whether to say or not. ”

Yuan Shuang's voice was as sharp as a tsunami, "I ask you where they went." ”

Seeing that Yuanshuang was angry, the two guards hurriedly said, "The king took the woman from Weiyang Palace and went to the back mountain. ”

Yuanshuang's pink fist made a crunch sound of bones striking.

At the foot of Yanhu Mountain, because there is a spiritual spring, it has always been regarded as a forbidden place.

According to what the two guards said, the king should have taken the lowly banshee to the spiritual spring in the back mountain to heal his wounds.

What a person she is!

A lowly little demon!

He even asked the king to condescend and take her to the spiritual spring, how could she soak in the spiritual spring?

Yuan Shuang's face was extremely cold, his eyes were full of jealousy, he turned around and took steps, condensed his demonic power, and rushed towards Yanhu Mountain with wind under his feet.

The demon soldiers guarding the forbidden land of Yanhu Mountain. Prevent the Primrose from entering.

Yuan Shuang was already angry, she condensed her demon power and fought against the demon soldiers.

Those demon soldiers knew Yuan Shuang's identity and didn't dare to be ruthless to her.

Yuan Shuang showed no mercy and was ruthless.

Li Yan heard the sound of fighting outside, frowned, and said to Qing Li: "I'll go out and have a look, and you will come out in an hour." ”

Qingli opened her watery eyes, and her lips gradually regained some color, and her face was flushed.

Qing Li's tone was as light as a yellow bird out of the valley, "You go, don't worry." ”

Liyan withdrew his eyes, used his spiritual power, and arrived at the entrance of the forbidden land.

He looked at Yuan Shuang, who was fighting with the demon soldiers.

Impatience gradually rose in his eyes, and for the sake of the Great Elder of the Demon Clan, he had never punished her.

She is becoming more and more indulgent and unscrupulous.

Now he dares to trespass on the forbidden land!

The eyes of the dead are gloomy and cold, as piercing as the east wind, cold to the bone marrow.

Li Yan looked at Yuan Shuang and said, "No one is allowed to enter here except me." Who gave you the audacity to trespass into the forbidden land. ”

Yuan Shuang stopped his movements when he heard the sound of leaving the dead, and put away the demonic power around him.

The originally resentful eyes, with tenderness, and anger in his voice, said: "I heard that you brought a banshee into the Demon Palace, I wanted to see what she was capable of, but who knew that the guards of Weiyang Palace told me that you brought her to the forbidden land." ”

"Historically, only the demon king and the demon queen can go to the forbidden place in the back mountain. ”

"What is her identity, how can the king take her!"