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Chapter 602: Heartache and Rage 2

Feng Duwu really didn't want to cry, but Yan Ye's words made her unable to suppress her tears like rain, blurring her vision, she wanted to say something to Yan Ye, but after all, all the voices were stuck in her throat. In this moment, she seemed to have lost her instinct to speak.

The enchantment has begun to crack, Feng Duwu knows that soon she and Yan Ye will completely disappear from this world, her heart is very painful, she wants to see Shui Jingyue again, and she wants to tell him to live well for her and their children.

And Yan Ye, this man who has captivated the country and the city, she shouldn't end up like this because of her, she really wants to see him send him out, but she can't do it, she is powerless now like a fish on a chopping board to be slaughtered.

"Don't cry" Before Yan Ye's words could speak, another mouthful of blood vomited out.

The bright red blood remained on Feng Duwu's body, stinging her eyes, how could she be virtuous, let two unique men in the world, one die for her, and the other is about to die for her

"Yan Ye, I beg you, it's okay for you to leave now, I beg you" Feng Duwu couldn't cry anymore, she really wanted Yan Ye to leave this place while she was still breathing, saying that she just wanted Yan Ye to leave for peace of mind.

Yan Ye's already dilated eyes closed weakly, and he slowly shook his head almost invisibly.

"Bang"

Finally, the already fragile enchantment shattered, Feng Duwu and Yan Ye both sank, and fell directly into the sea water below, instantly blinding them, Feng Duwu quickly breathed sluggishly, she didn't want to struggle anymore, because no matter how much struggle was in vain, she let the cold water eat away at her consciousness little by little, but she clung to Yan Ye tightly.

And the moment they sank into the water, Yan Ye's body was surrounded by a circle of golden light like a ribbon wrapped him, slowly pulling him out of the sea, above the sea was still a fierce wind, lightning and thunder, all rolled towards him, but they were all blocked by the golden light, and they couldn't shake him in the slightest.

Soon, Yan Ye's scarlet eyes suddenly opened, and Feng Duwu, who was holding him tightly, had begun to slide weakly, and the moment his fingertips brushed the corners of his clothes, Yan Ye grabbed Feng Duwu with his backhand and pulled her out. Then he quickly ran the dantian, absorbing the Yuan Spirit that was surging like a tide, absorbing it quite quickly, and soon he felt that the dantian was full, and his whole body was full of strength, and the soles of his feet rose up with a three-color aperture of mixed yuan, and the aperture that was originally only one-seventh lit up was all lit up like congestion, which meant that his cultivation was promoted from the beginning of the Heavenly Monarch to the peak of the Heavenly Monarch.

The dragon spirit is really terrifying

Yan Ye sighed in his heart, fortunately, he advanced in the illusion realm, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to hide it.

Immediately restrained his thoughts, holding the unconscious Feng Duwu in one hand, and carrying the Yuan Spirit in the other, twisting the sea water under his feet, pinching the raging wind and lightning, and swinging out an extremely violent punch, the heaven and earth where they were shattered with a bang, and the two of them suddenly turned black.

Yan Ye woke up almost instantly, and after waking up, Yan Ye was already in the Dragon Palace, naturally not in the Dragon Tomb, but in the side hall of the Shui Jingyue Sleeping Palace, he hurriedly turned over and got down, ran to the dormitory with his breath, and saw that Shui Jingyue was sitting on the bed with Feng Duwu in his arms, so he paused.

But the sound of his footsteps still alarmed Shui Jingyue, but Shui Jingyue didn't raise her eyes, her long and thin eyelashes drooped low, and her eyes fell on Feng Duwu's body: "The two don't owe each other." ”

Shui Jingyue's words made Yan Ye stunned, and then the corners of his lips raised slightly, and his shallow smile had a hint of bitterness, which was indeed indebted.

Very few people in the world know what kind of price others will pay to absorb the Dragon Spirit Dragon Emperor in the Dragon Tomb, but Yan Ye knows that he didn't even expect that Shui Jingyue would actually bear the torture that inhuman people could bear, he bought time for Feng Duwu, Shui Jingyue not only endured torture for this, helped him recover his cultivation, and even advanced him, in the final analysis, he took advantage

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Yan Ye took a few steps forward generously: "You're okay."

The punishment of the dragon whip, Yan Ye had never tasted what it was like, but he understood what the concept was, although Shui Jingyue looked as if nothing had happened, but Yan Ye was still a little worried. Because he knew that Shui Jingyue had allowed him to absorb a large number of dragon spirits, in order not to shake the foundation of the Dragon Palace, he was afraid that the dragon spirits he could absorb was only very limited

"No problem." Shui Jingyue lightly spit out two words.

Yan Ye knew that Shui Jingyue wouldn't say anything to him, his eyes turned around Feng Duwu, he left Shui Jingyue's dormitory in silence, and when he went out, he saw the little prince and Yingying who were waiting anxiously, and just nodded and said hello.

When the little prince saw Yan Ye come out, his purple eyes were covered with a layer of blood.

How smart he is, how keen he is, Yan Ye has the breath of the dragon spirit on his body, others can't see it, he can't escape his eyes, his father is actually absorbing the dragon spirit for him, he is the prince, he has all the inheritance of the dragon, he knows what price his father wants to let Yan Ye absorb the dragon spirit, he understands the horror of the whipping punishment better than Yan Ye. It was his father, his biological father, how could his heart not hurt

Although it hurt, the little prince couldn't get angry with Yan Ye, because he believed that his father must have a reason to do this, his little fist tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and finally he calmed down and walked slowly inside.

"When will my father and mother wake up" The little prince never mentioned Shui Jingyue's injury, because he knew that his father didn't need him to care about this.

"The blood curse has been broken, and your mother is just a little weak because she is pregnant, and she will wake up soon." After experiencing a death, Shui Jingyue was not as strict with the little prince as before, and her voice was rarely gentle and patient.

Such a change made the little prince's heart twitch, he didn't want to stay longer because he was tired of his mother, he was afraid of staying any longer, he couldn't suppress his emotions, and tried his best to maintain a normal tone: "In this case, the child still has some things to deal with, the child will retire for the time being, if the mother wakes up, the father will send someone to inform the child." ”

His own son, how Shui Jingyue didn't understand, and Shui Jingyue, who had been reluctant to leave Feng Duwu, finally raised his head to look at his son, although his son's city was extremely deep, Shui Jingyue still saw his suppressed emotions, his eyes shook, but he didn't say anything, and the corners of his lips raised slightly and nodded to the little prince.

The little prince looked at such a father, his heart was torn into a ball, his eyes were a little sour, he didn't know how to maintain the appearance that his father couldn't see at all, but he knew that his father's injury was really serious and serious, so he took a deep breath: "Father, father, take care, son, retire." ”

After saying that, the little prince almost flew out.

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