When everything could jump into a line, Mu Xuehu was furious in his heart, and then remembered the right prime minister who had broken off his breath in his hand, and wondered why this person died so easily, but did he use a strange forbidden technique to fake his death?

If he knew this, he should have screwed off his head.

Mu Xuehu squinted dangerously, Phantom Moon sensed the monstrous anger in her master's heart, and obediently shrank in Mu Xuehu's arms, the tip of her tail swept Mu Xuehu's chin, and her cautious appearance interpreted Mu Xuehu's position in Phantom Yue's heart.

took a deep breath, and then desperately broke free from this chain, even if the flesh and blood were blurred, but Mu Xuehu's calm and cruel face was terrifying.

Feeling that the body was gradually losing its temperature due to bleeding, the eyes were getting darker and darker, abrupt, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

When Ye Yi found that there was a faint smell of blood underground, it was too late, and when he knocked open the door, he saw Mu Xuehu with his wrist and ankle almost broken.

Mu Xuehu's eyes were closed, her lips were pale, and she only wrote the word 'hate' with her hands stained in blood.

I don't know if I hate Yeyi's disobedience, whether I hate the female kingdom for pushing him out as a shield, or whether I hate my own incompetence.

Ye Yi was deeply stung in the heart by the blood that had been congealed, and the stagnant beating of his heart made Ye Yi stunned for a while.

Almost staggered in front of Mu Xuehu, carefully shaved off the coagulated blood little by little with a blade, and took off the hand that was almost stuck to the handcuffs, and then delivered the divine power to Mu Xuehu.

It was okay at first, but in the end, Ye Yi felt that Mu Xuehu's face was getting worse and worse, and it wasn't until finally that Mu Xuehu coughed up a mouthful of black blood violently before he was shocked, withdrew his divine power a little, and then looked at his hand a little sluggishly.

That's right, Mu Xuehu is a demon, and he is a lackey of God.

What does this power ferret do? Yeyi smiled bitterly.

This strength can help the people in the world, and even give birth to white bones and live the dead, but it can't help him get out of trouble.

A momentary sense of powerlessness attacked Ye Yi, and Mu Xuehu's constantly twitching hands and feet all announced that his life was imminent.

No longer hesitated, Ye Yi actually reversed the exercise in an instant, the pure white spiritual power became extremely dark in an instant, and the golden lotus on his forehead came with a blazing temperature, Ye Yi just snorted, and then forcibly converted a part of the divine power into magic power to heal Mu Xuehu.

In just a quarter of an hour, Ye Yi couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground, the meridians on his body were damaged, although it would not abolish his cultivation, but it would also make his divine power flow much slower, forcibly reverse the exercises, the way of heaven was intolerable, and for a moment Ye Yi only felt that his mind was chaotic and fainted.

When Mu Xuehu woke up, his body was full of magic power, and he was much purer than before.

Looking at Ye Yi, who was pale on the side, Mu Xuehu suddenly smiled weirdly, but that smile was immediately suppressed.

Feeling the uneasy commotion in Hu Xue's body, Mu Xue Fox forcibly pulled out a little spiritual power from Hu Xue's body and gave it to Ye Yi until the other party's face improved a little.

Why do you want to do such a thing, he is an angel of God. Huxue muttered dissatisfiedly.

"I don't want to owe him any favors, especially favors." Mu Xuehu said indifferently, and then got up, a slight black aura flashed in the space, and the person had disappeared.

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Sleepy.