Xiao Jinhua gradually lost consciousness in the sea of fire.

When she woke up again, she found herself lying in an ice cave, covered in extremely cold ice from top to bottom.

She was numb from the cold, and she didn't feel a little from top to bottom.

My whole body was cold and stiff, and my heart almost stopped beating.

She felt good, at least no longer suffering from pain.

It was frozen for ten years, fifty years, a hundred years, without pain, without consciousness.

Xiao Jinhua was enjoying a short period of numbness, and he didn't know where a heat flow came from, it was such a familiar heat flow.

It's my brother's thermal.

It's the hot air flow of Su Yan.

They're coming, why are they coming?

Su Yan, why did you come?

I have reached the underworld.

I've arrived in the underworld.

I've gone to hell.

Do you know?

Su Yan, I don't know if I can return to the world?

But you can't come to hell.

And brother, you must not come and see me.

I'll definitely find a way to get out.

I also run a noodle shop with my brother.

I also want to marry you Su Yan.

I want to have children for Su Yan.

A sharp pain struck.

The numb body became conscious.

Xiao Jinhua didn't have the ability to think about it anymore and think about it again.

He wrestled to the death.

One hundred and twenty-eight purgatory, when will it be a head, at least 10,000 years, how long is that?

Can my mom and dad wait for me for 10,000 years?

Will my Su Yan be able to wait for me for 10,000 years?

Xiao Jinhua struggled, where to go, how long to walk, right?

Xiao Jinhua struggled.

Xiao Jinhua struggled.

Xiao Jinhua wants to finish You Zeng's prison.

Song Xue'er took Su Yan's arm and looked at Xiao Jinhua quietly, her eyes full of tears.

She recalled that she had picked up Xiao Jinwei, Xiao Jinyang and Xiao Jinhua from Australia.

Three wild children who returned from a desert island stayed in her home for more than a year.

The children are smart and kind, but it is very difficult to integrate into society.

She painstakingly took Su Yan, Xiao Jinwei, Xiao Jinyang and Xiao Jinhua with four children who were almost the same age.

There are three boys and one girl, so she has a special preference for Xiao Jinhua.

The hard work she paid for Xiao Jinhua can be imagined.

Three boys slept alone.

But Xiao Jinhua slept in the same bed with her for a whole year.

Xiao Jinhua loves her like Han Jia.

Among so many "mothers", she is really the closest to her aunt Song Xueer.

After Han Jia returned to Jinyang City, Xiao Jinhua still followed Song Xue'er, so that in the past few years in college, except for sleeping at night, he was almost inseparable from Song Xue'er.

Now Xiao Jinhua is lying motionless on the hospital bed, her heart is like a knife.

Su Yan quietly looked at Xiao Jinhua, who was motionless, with tears in his eyes.

He ignored Han Jia and everyone's obstruction and transfused Xiao Jinhua three times in three days.

Today, he can't wait for Xiao Jinhua to wake up, he is going to perform a new mission.

He felt a little guilty, he was very guilty.

Xiao Jinhua thought about him at dusk, so he had a trip to country M.

If you don't come to country M, you may be able to escape this catastrophe.

No matter how Han Jia or everyone persuaded him, he still attributed Xiao Jinhua's injury to himself.

If Xiao Jinhua really has three longs and two shorts, he will never forgive himself, and he looks forward to his beloved waking up quickly.

Xiao Jinwei and Cen Xiao clasped their hands and stood on either side of Xiao Long and Han Jia with Xiao Jinyang.

They quietly looked at Xiao Jinhua, who was motionless.

They hope that the blood of his brother Xiao Jinyang can have a miracle and help Xiao Jinhua get rid of the danger of death and wake up quickly.

They firmly believe that Xiao Jinhua will bring the dead back to life through his own strength, with the help of doctors and everyone.

Everyone was waiting quietly.

Quietly waiting for the hero in their minds, the heroes in their hearts to wake up quickly.

For three whole days, Xiao Jinhua was motionless.

Xiao Long and Han Jia called in their hearts for Hua'er to wake up quickly, and Hua'er to return quickly.

Song Xue'er, Xiao Jinwei, Cen Xiao, Xiao Jinyang, and everyone in Johnson Manor are calling for Jinhua to wake up quickly.

Xiao Jinhua felt two hot air currents surging in her body, and she clearly realized that one of the hot currents was her brother Xiao Jinyang's.

That hot current is the pure yang and pure yin qi of Qiankun given to them by father Xiao Long and mother Han Jia.

The other stream of heat must have been Su Yan's, so warm.

Two hot currents gave her confidence and gave her strength.

mobilized the pure yang, pure yin, and evil qi in her body.

She was conscious, and the pain was so intense that it made her head pop.

She has the strength, and she doesn't want to be imprisoned anymore, and she doesn't want to be slaughtered anymore.

One hundred and twenty-eight prisons in Hell for at least 10,000 years.

Xiao Jinhua thought that he couldn't wait 10,000 years, and his relatives couldn't wait 10,000 years.

She suddenly remembered that a great man and grandfather once said, "10,000 years is too long, seize the day." ”

I, Xiao Jinhua, didn't your king of Yama call me girl?

I'll show you how good the girl is.

She endured the severe pain, stood up tenaciously, recited the Lianshan Decision, condensed the pure yang and pure yin of the Yuanshen, gathered the evil spirit of the ten thousand years of elves, and shouted, "Gen rises the mountain, Pangu opens the sky."

An unrealized miracle happened, a powerful air flow condensed into a large air mass from Xiao Jinhua's body to the outside of the body, and suddenly the ice cave collapsed everywhere, and Xiao Jinhua jumped out.

The people who quietly surrounded Xiao Jinhua looked at Xiao Jinhua motionless.

Suddenly, Xiao Jinhua's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Everyone looked at each other, was it the wind blowing, or whose vibration?

None of them.

Everyone was secretly surprised, and they were all secretly happy. But none spoke.

Su Yan had to go, he leaned down and kissed Xiao Jinhua's forehead gently, tears falling on Xiao Jinhua's cheek.

Su Yan hugged everyone, and then walked out of the emergency room and the church hospital step by step.

Xiao Jinhua felt that someone was kissing her, someone was crying, and someone was calling her.

But she couldn't appreciate the warmth.

I can't appreciate these nostalgia.

I can't appreciate these family affections.

Suddenly, she fell into the abyss, not to mention the endless fall.

Countless ghosts were gnawing at her soul.

She herself felt like she was wandering in the void.

There is only a trace of the primordial spirit clinging to herself.

This primordial god is so tenacious, so tenacious, and so persistent.

It keeps inhaling the pure yang and pure yin qi that belongs to her.

It constantly inhales the evil aura that belongs to her.

It continued to be endless, and it continued to gather her 10,000-year-old spirit qi.

Those billion-year-old ghosts, billion-year-old ghosts, trillion-year-old ghosts and ghosts seem to have been moved.

is still powerless against Xiao Jinhua's attack on the Yuan Shen.

Anyway, the ghosts flinched.

They returned their souls that had bitten Xiao Jinhua, and gave her their own desolate souls.

She's going to be born again.

Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly a sharp axe fell from the sky.

Xiao Jinhua dodged next to him.

Another sharp axe fell from the sky.

Xiao Jinhua saw thousands of sharp axes falling from the sky, and Xiao Jinhua subconsciously shouted, "Doumu Seven Star Umbrella".

Since the broken umbrella was already in his hand, it was too late to say that it was too fast, Xiao Jinhua stood firm on his feet, raised his right hand high, and opened the broken umbrella at once.

Thousands of sharp axes fell from the umbrella, and they fell around Xiao Jinhua with a click, forming an axe wall to trap Xiao Jinhua.

On a whim, Xiao Jinhua put away the umbrella and swept it horizontally, and the axe wall burst out everywhere and disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Jinhua has a divine umbrella in his hand, and he has passed five levels and killed six generals, becoming more and more brave.

What a spring hell, a stone grinding hell, a torture hell, swept away.

The eighteenth layer of hell was smoky, and a ghost cried wolf.

Kill to the head, return to kill again, and go to both sides to increase the prison.

Xiao Jinhua kicked open the door of the Netherworld.