A stream of green qi came out of the ink-colored jade box, turning into a boy wearing a red belly pocket and two small buns on the top of his head. He sat cross-legged in mid-air, crossed his arms around his chest, and said in a milky voice: "Every time my sister calls Xiaoshi out, there is nothing good about it...... After rescuing the fire-avoiding thunder beast last time, Xiao Shi fell asleep for a long time, and he has not recovered until now!

Pregnant Qiao looked ashamed, put her palms together and rubbed them back and forth in front of her chest, and said earnestly: "Little stone, this person is very important to me, please cure him no matter what!"

Xiao Shi rolled his eyes and said, "Here it is again, I remember the last time, my sister said the same thing." ”

"No, this time it's different. ”

Xiao Shi stared at the Netherworld Divine Monarch on the bed, then turned his head to look at Pregnant Qiao, and said with a puzzled face, "What's the difference?"

Pregnant Qiao bit her lip and shook her head, "In short, it's different, I told you that you don't understand, you just say save or not, right?"

Xiao Shi circled around Pregnant Qiao, looked at her from top to bottom, bent his two thumbs slightly, smiled, and said, "Xiao Shi knows, he is my sister's sweetheart, right? ”

Seeing that Pregnant Qiao did not deny it, Xiao Shi clapped his palms and said happily: "In this case, Xiao Shi will give it a try! However, I also want to take away my sister's five hundred years of yang shou and three coins of my heart's blood!

Pregnant Qiao nodded, a look of determination flashing in her eyes. She has taken a whole medium-grade Shansheng Shenzhi grass, which can not only rejuvenate the face, but also increase the lifespan of a thousand years. In order to save Huan Shu before, she had been taken away from her 500 years of yang life, and if she was taken away by Xiaoshi again this time, her life span would be less than 100 years...... But no matter what, the Nether God Lord must be saved!

Pregnant Joe took out the remnant of the half-moon scimitar and stabbed it at her heart. Bright red blood slowly dripped down the blade, pregnant Qiao's face was pale, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, she turned her wrist, pulled out the half-moon scimitar, snorted, and sat down on the ground. He took out a small jade bottle from his sleeve pocket, poured the blood from the tip of the knife into the jade bottle, and handed it to the small stone.

Xiao Shi put away the jade bottle, glanced at the weak pregnant Qiao, and said, "My sister is now seriously injured, and her soul has also been severely damaged, if you take away your remaining five hundred years of yang life now, my sister will probably not be able to support it!"

Pregnant Qiao got up, grabbed Xiaoshi's delicate arm, and slowly said, "No problem, I can carry it!"

Xiao Shi shook his head, pointed to the Nether God Monarch on the side, and said, "If I cure him, I'm afraid I will have to sleep for a while, and even if my sister is worried about her life, Xiao Shi won't be able to come out to help!"

Pregnant Qiao's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and her voice choked: "Is Xiaoshi worried about my sister? It's okay, my life is very hard, and I don't die so easily." ”

Xiao Shi sighed lightly and said, "Since my sister has made up her mind, it is useless to say more, Xiao Shi will come to fulfill her sister's wish!" After speaking, he stretched out his lotus-like arm and grabbed it on the top of Pregnant Qiao's head, and wisps of cyan breath floated out of Pregnant Qiao's body and converged on Xiao Shi's palm.

Pregnant Qiao's body trembled slightly, and she bit her lower lip in pain, biting her lower lip raw and out a row of blood marks. She could feel the life qi in her body flowing rapidly, and all the black hair on her head turned white in an instant.

Xiao Shi couldn't bear to watch Pregnant Qiao die, so he only took away her 300 years of yang life, and then stopped. Pregnant Qiao's body shook and fainted directly in front of the bed of the Netherworld God Monarch.

Although the little stone has turned into a human form, in the eyes of others, it is just an immortal elixir that can live forever! My sister has never thought of using the essence of the little stone to make medicine, how can the little stone not understand my sister's hard work? My sister is not only kind-hearted, but also a poor person trapped by love...... In this case, Xiao Shi will come to help my sister!" Xiao Shi patted Pregnant Qiao's back lightly, and slapped a wisp of pure green qi into Pregnant Qiao's body, and the wisp of green qi gathered in the sea of Qi of Pregnant Qiao, slowly rotating, always condensed and not dispersed.

The small stone's form had faded considerably, and it looked like it was about to dissipate. He floated in front of the Netherworld Divine Monarch and poured the remaining life qi into the Netherworld Divine Monarch's body, seeing that the complexion on his face gradually improved, and his breathing returned to a steady level, before turning into a ball of green qi and burrowing into the black jade box in Pregnant Qiao's hand.

I don't know how long it took, the Netherworld God Monarch on the bed had his eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes. Memories came flooding back to him, and he recalled the big battle in the Fengming Immortal Palace! The strength of that old phoenix was too strong, and he couldn't resist the power of his palm even if he tried his best, he thought it was all over, but he didn't expect him to come back to life......

Oh no!

The Nether Divine Monarch sat up suddenly, and then let out another low sigh, the wound on his chest still aching slightly. His gaze sank slightly, and fell on the white-haired pregnant Qiao, who was now lying in front of the bed, her eyes closed, and sleeping peacefully. The Nether God Monarch frowned secretly, and said in his heart: What is going on? Why did the little girl's hair turn white all of a sudden?

He stretched out his slender fingers, picked up a strand of Pregnant Joe's hair, coiled it around his fingertips for a while, and then gently swept the tip of her upturned nose with the tip of Pregnant Joe's hair. Pregnant Qiao felt a little itchy on her face in her sleep, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her red lips squirmed.

The Nether Divine Monarch looked at Pregnant Qiao's slightly pursed red lips, and couldn't help but lean down and choke her soft lips. Pregnant Qiao groaned softly, and the Nether God Monarch knew that she was about to wake up, so she immediately stood up, coughed lightly, and pretended that nothing had happened.

Pregnant Qiao's long eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes, facing the strange red eyes of the Netherworld God Monarch, the look in her eyes lit up little by little, and she said in surprise: "Li! are you awake?"

"Hmmm......"

The Nether Divine Monarch's ears were a little red, and he replied lightly. He pointed to Pregnant Joe's long hair and said, "Why did your hair turn white?"

"Hair?"

Pregnant Qiao stretched out her hands to stroke her long hair, touched her cheeks again, quickly turned around, and said, "Then am I old and ugly now?" Her eyes were a little moist, trying to keep the tears from falling.

The Nether Divine Monarch pulled over Pregnant Qiao's shoulders, made her look at him, and said, "No matter what you become, you are that lovely little girl, the woman of my Nether Divine Monarch......!"

She raised her eyes to look at the Nether God Monarch, waiting for him to continue.

The corners of the Nether Divine Monarch's mouth tugged, pinched Pregnant Qiao's nose, and said, "You're not ugly at all. ”