The air on Fuxi Mountain, with an icy coolness, was like an icy curtain wall, ruthlessly across the bright moon and the Demon Emperor.

Time is merciless, making us miss one after another who should be cherished.

Suddenly looking back, things are not people, and the heart has gone away.

If you miss it, you will be a lifetime, and there will be no possibility of intersection.

The beautiful, noble and beautiful woman's eyes darkened, and then she took a deep breath.

His gloom made her a little unbearable.

However, in the end, she still said indifferently: "Take some of your heart's blood and give it to this god."

Her words were like a scoop of cold water, dousing the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor suddenly paused the words in his mouth, and deep sadness was hidden in the charming peach blossom eyes.

His tall body trembled slightly.

He came with him to atone for his sins, didn't he? Why does he have so many hopes?

He tried to make himself look extremely calm, and said with a pale face, "Yes, Divine Venerable."

When he finished speaking, he took out his dagger, trembled his hands, and stabbed it at his heart.

The pain in his heart came again, and he felt a chill all over his body, and he couldn't help but snort softly.

This time, the heart-to-heart blood extraction actually made his eyes glaze with pain.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

That kind of pain goes deep into the bone marrow and hurts the heart.

He suddenly understands why Fluttershy remembers her past life and the sweetness between the two of them, and still ignores him so much.

On that day, he ignored her pleading, insisted on going his own way, and ruthlessly threw her into the alchemy furnace.

I want to refine the Xuanyin Flood Desolation.

I want to take the demons to dominate the world.

I want to take her without the desolation and consciousness to spend the rest of her life.

What was he doing while she was struggling helplessly in the alchemy furnace?

What was he doing when she was crying in despair in the alchemy furnace?

Did he consider her feelings at the time?

He didn't.

At that time, he was obsessed, obstinate, selfish, and broke off all affection between the two.

How cruel was his approach?

He's really to blame!

Now, he finally understood.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

What if you plant an infatuation spell?

What if you once swore an oath?

What if the relationship between the two worlds?

The entanglement in the red dust, love and hatred, but unfortunately fate is no longer there.

At the end of the song, the people have dispersed, and the love and love have disappeared.

All of this is his fault.

Since he did something wrong, very wrong, then, let him pay for everything.

He didn't expect her to forgive him.

At least, he can do something for her, even if it is to dedicate all his heart and soul to her happiness, even if he is destroyed for her.

As long as she's happy, that's enough.

He desperately restrained the pain that pierced his heart, took off half of the bowl of blood with trembling hands, and handed it to the beautiful and indifferent woman in front of him with both hands.

Mingyue silently took the bowl and stretched out her hand to cast a little golden light, help

He stopped the bleeding and healed the wounds.

Then, she turned around indifferently, walked into the palace, and closed the door of the palace.

He looked desperately at the slowly closing door of the temple, restraining the annoyance of nausea.

His face turned pale, and he suddenly spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood.

He helped her heal her wounds, and was devoured by the Xuanming Flood, and her meridians were not badly damaged.

Now, after the heart is taken from the heart, the pain in my chest is severe, and I can't even breathe freely.

It seems that his demonic power is indeed much worse than before.

The Demon Emperor smiled bitterly, reached out to wipe the bright red blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "At least, you are still of some use to her, aren't you?" If you can achieve her happiness, then what do you have to regret? ”

At noon the next day, Xuanyuan ruthlessly grilled a plate of fragrant fish fillets.

The fish fillets are cut into rectangular shapes, carefully marinated, and then roasted over low heat in the same way as Xinjiang roasted whole sheep, until they are fragrant and golden brown.

He sniffed the rich aroma of the grilled fish fillet and nodded in satisfaction.

The grilled fish fillet was steaming hot, and the smell was mouth-watering, and he thought about Mingyue eating sweetly, and the appearance of the fish fillet he had grilled with his own hands, and a satisfied smile appeared on his handsome face.

The Demon Emperor put the grilled fish fillet on a plate, and another bowl of fragrant white porridge, which was held on a tray and served to Mingyue.

Mingyue was sitting on the bed to breathe luck, her originally crystal clear face looked a little pale.

Obviously, she used her immortal power again last night to heal Feng Chengcheng's injuries.

The Demon Emperor took a closer look at her face and found that she was still in good spirits, and she didn't seem to be affected by the immortal power, so he was a little relieved.

He looked at her with concern and said, "Divine Venerable, I made white porridge and grilled fish fillets, you will use some of them."

Mingyue glanced up at him faintly.

His face was a little abnormally flushed, and his breathing was a little rapid, as if he had suffered internal injuries.

She didn't want to ask more, but said coldly, "Get out."

The Demon Emperor took a deep look at her, put the tray on the table next to the bed, turned around, and walked out slowly, carefully helping her close the door of the temple.

For some reason, Mingyue was a little bored.

She stepped out of bed and stood at the table, looking at the steaming white porridge and grilled fish fillet.

The white porridge is viscous and fragrant, fragrant and fragrant.

The grilled fish fillet is golden in color and gives off a rich flavor.

Mingyue was a little stunned for a while.

She suddenly remembered the roast whole sheep she had eaten with him after she arrived in the county town of West Wilderness before.

The roasted whole lamb that I ate that time was brown and crispy, and the entrance was fresh, and the aftertaste was endless after eating, which was unforgettable.

That was the first time she had eaten roasted whole lamb.

She was so salivating that she almost swallowed her tongue.

She remembered the scene when they used to gallop on the grassland.

He sang an old love song and said to her, "Little Moon, I like you." When I dismiss all the concubines, I will come to Shushan to marry you. ”

Those beautiful vows seem to still be ringing in my ears.

She remembered all the things in her previous life.

She couldn't

jumped into the sea of fire and turned into ashes, just to keep a trace of his primordial spirit.

……

Now, there is an insurmountable ravine between the two.

Her heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle, and it suddenly stabbed.

If life is as it first seems.

It would be great if time could keep everything in its original beauty.

How much she liked him in the past, how cold she is to him now.

Now she doesn't even bother to give hatred.

When love is gone, all that remains is indifference.

He hurt her too deeply, so let it go with the wind.

When you eat the fragrant grilled fish, it suddenly becomes tasteless.

She threw down the grilled fish and lost the desire to continue eating.

Every night, she would treat Feng Chengcheng's internal injuries and carefully connect those broken meridians.

Those broken meridians are not easily connected.

If it weren't for the fact that she had studied medicine and knew the direction of the human body's meridians, otherwise, even if she had the power of the Xuanying Flood, she really didn't know how to heal him.

Even, it will backfire, so that he will be counterattacked by the Xuanming Flood Desolation, and the immortal power will burst and die.

Sometimes, Mingyue can only help Feng Chengcheng continue a small section of broken meridians every day.

Sometimes, she couldn't connect even a small piece of broken meridian in a day.

Because the eight meridians of the human body are complex, and the meridians are intertwined, they are too complicated.

Therefore, the continuation of the meridians is a hard work, and it is also an extremely delicate work, and the requirements for the successor are very high.

Not only is it extremely depleting of immortal power, but it also requires great patience and perseverance.

If it weren't for the fact that she had the power of the Xuanying Desolation, it is estimated that she would have exhausted her immortal power long ago, or she would have died of exhaustion.

However, even if she has the power of the Xuan Ming Desolation, she will be counterattacked by the immortal power from time to time, and she will suffer some internal injuries from time to time.

Mingyue treats Feng Chengcheng's internal injuries day by day, although the progress is slow, but after accumulating every day, she has repaired most of the broken and damaged meridians for him.

As long as she is given enough time, then she will definitely be able to help him reconnect all the meridians, so as to further help him repair the broken immortal veins, and then when his body functions are restored, there is hope that he will wake up.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, more than a month passed unconsciously.

For more than a month, Mingyue has been sleepless every day, insisting on healing Feng Chengcheng.

For more than a month, Modi cooked for her every day, cleaning inside and out.

The Demon Emperor even opened up a small vegetable garden in the wasteland outside to grow wild vegetables so that she could eat delicious meals.

Every three or five days, Mingyue asked the Demon Emperor to take a bowl of heart blood in order to keep Feng Chengcheng functioning.

Every time the time came, he silently waited for that day to come.

Although he behaved calmly, however, there was an indescribable pain in his heart.

That pain is not the pain of a wound, but the pain and despair that comes from the heart.

Due to the frequent blood extraction from the heart, the Demon Emperor's body became thinner

, and his face is also pale day by day.

After the blood of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan was lost, it recovered very slowly.

Once the blood of the heart is exhausted, it heralds the end of life.

Although the Demon Emperor understood this truth, he didn't want to say it.

If, she doesn't love him anymore.

If he could atone for the wrongs he had committed.

The only thing he could do for her, then, was to supply this limited amount of blood.

However, after Mingyue took blood from the Demon Emperor four times, she no longer asked him to take blood.

Half a month has passed since the last blood collection.

In the past half a month, Mingyue has not looked for him again and asked for his heart's work.

Mingyue didn't ask him for blood, and at first, he was secretly happy and relieved.

Gradually, he became confused.

Why didn't she ask him for that heart's blood?

Could it be that Feng Chengcheng's health has improved?

Or, is Feng Chengcheng about to wake up?

The Demon Emperor was happy for a while, sad for a while, and his heart was up and down.

However, if Feng Chengcheng does not wake up for a day, he will need his heart and blood to maintain his physical function after a period of time.

Why didn't Mingyue take blood from him again?

Had she found some other way to keep him functioning?

On this day, the Demon Emperor brought her food and went in to serve her to eat.

In the distance, he saw her sitting at the table.

The beautiful woman has ice muscles and jade bones, and she looks as beautiful as a fairy.

Dressed in a white shirt, it is beautiful, beautiful and incomprehensible, and people cannot be desecrated.

That delicate and beautiful face was as cold to him as ever, but his skin was especially pale.

Under her long, curly eyelashes, a pair of beautiful eyes that were originally radiant showed a hint of fatigue for some reason.

Her whole person looked very weak, and her figure seemed to have lost a lot.

The slender fingers holding the chopsticks seem to be bloodless.

Her slender and thin appearance was especially distressing to him.

It's a pity that he doesn't even have the qualifications to feel sorry for her now.

She picked up the spoon and took a sip of white porridge, and the sleeves of her coat were removed from her wrists, revealing a white and slender wrist.

Beauty is like jade, Hao wrist snow, slender and beautiful.

His heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore, and he froze as if he had been hit hard.

On her slender and white jade wrist, several hideous pink scars were revealed, and even if they had been carefully treated, they still had not fully recovered from their original state.

The scars are shocking.

There are scars that have healed, and there is also a scar that is clearly not fully healed!

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