Chapter 32: The Celestial Tomb Disappears
Gu Qingli frowned in pain, but did not struggle, allowing him to suck blood unscrupulously.
The sword eyes raised by Ye Yuan were tightly closed, as if he had lost his mind, and after sucking blood, his pale face regained some color slightly.
The whole person was immersed in the tempting deliciousness, and he didn't notice that Gu Qingli's face was getting paler and paler, and there was the pain that he tried his best to endure.
Gu Qingli's eyes were dizzy in waves, and Rao felt that the blood in his body was about to be sucked dry, but he couldn't withstand his strength.
Seeing this, the mountain spirit who was guarding the side was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, looking at Gu Qingli's pale face as paper, she was shocked, if she continued to continue, she would be sucked dry.
"Roar! ~”
The mountain spirit let out a low roar, and its sturdy giant arm slammed into the night abyss, knowing how terrifying he was, and he didn't dare to exert much power.
The mountain spirit was already infinitely powerful, and Rao struck the night abyss like a kite with a broken string and flew out.
He prepared for the worst, and planned to exchange this life for Gu Qingli's life, it was worth it!
Ye Yuan woke up suddenly, hugged Gu Qingli who was confused in his arms, made a gorgeous turn in mid-air, and landed steadily, without the slightest embarrassment.
Holding the villain in his arms, Ye Yuan couldn't help frowning, and a touch of disgust flashed in his eyes, his little pet was really too thin.
Cold eyes stared at Gu Qingli's bleeding snow neck, he leaned over and poked out the tip of his tongue, gently licked the blood stains on her neck, and after cleaning the blood stains, he raised his eyes to look at the trembling mountain spirit, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Your head is on your neck for the time being."
After saying it coldly and ruthlessly, Ye Yuan stepped out of the bamboo building with Gu Qingli in his arms.
sighed helplessly in his heart, he was afraid that he couldn't ......, thinking about the dark sea of blood, his deep eyes darkened a little.
The mountain spirit was stunned, looking at Ye Yuan's somewhat stumbling back, very surprised.
I didn't expect that he could save his head, he was ready to die!
Immediately holding the red coffin on the ground, he ran out of the bamboo building, and wherever Gu Qingli went in the future, he went, and he finally found his own home.
From the moment he was born, he was a desperate being.
He never thought that he would have this day, and how lucky he was that someone was willing to let him follow, let such a filthy existence follow!
Since then, the mountain spirit has a simple but sacred belief, that is, to silently protect Gu Qingli.
She let him live, he lived, let him die, and he would never shake his head!
The moment Ye Yuan left the Bamboo Tower, everything around him quickly changed, and the Heavenly Tomb was like a cloud of smoke, turning into a streamer and burrowing into Gu Qingli's body.
The mountain spirit looked at the fantastic Apocalypse Forest, every grass and tree was glowing with a little fluorescence, and his heart trembled, and he came out when the Heavenly Tomb disappeared!
He should have disappeared with the Celestial Tomb!
However, when he really felt the air around him with his body, his thick eyebrows furrowed tightly, he didn't expect that the soul power in this forest was so thin, and he didn't even have a tenth of it in the Heavenly Tomb.
What happened in the years he was in the Heavenly Tomb?
Ye Yuan hugged Gu Qingli with an indifferent expression, and with a flick of his fingertips, an extra brocade quilt appeared on the grass, and his sharp eyes swept over the mountain spirit coldly......
The mountain spirit hurriedly took his eyes off Gu Qingli's fair little face and put aside the red coffin on his back.