Chaolu saw the dark soul's prayer, relieved him of the acupoint, and turned his head worriedly to look in the direction of Emperor Qingsu.

Miss's body has never recovered, because of the antidote, Miss's strength can only be half of usual.

"I misunderstood Miss Nine. Although she never said that she liked the prince, and always beat him, scolded him, and annoyed him, the prince lived happily every day. The four of us are always thinking that the prince is not worthy, and I think that Miss Nine doesn't like the prince but dominates the prince, selfish, and the prince should be a gentle and watery woman to match. Now it seems that we are too superficial. Who can read the deep love between them. They care so much about each other. ”

Dark Soul sighed.

"Then do you know that Miss has been poisoned all the time, and her skills at this time are only half of her usual strength. saved the prince, and the young lady was in danger. ”

"I'll go down the mountain to find the doctor immediately, and I'll go to the capital to find the Holy Hand." The dark spirit turned to leave, but was grabbed by the collar by Chaolu.

"Are you really a pig? My young lady is the Ice Dance Doctor, and the Night King is a very smart person, how can there be four of you stupid subordinates? "Chaolu has not forgotten to hurt people until now.

"What did you say, Ice Dance Doctor?" The dark soul's eyes widened, not expecting that they had just assumed it at the time, and it was actually the truth.

So what to do, if the prince is alive and Miss Nine is dead, the prince will go crazy......

Chaolu stopped talking. All he paid attention to was the figure who was still fighting the dust. From time to time, she quietly lived in her heart, and little by little she filled up all the space. Is it the first time we met on the street, her clear eyes?

She has someone she likes in her heart, so he never has extravagant expectations, he just wants to stay by her side as a guard, take care of her, and protect her.

When she is happy, he feels happy. When she is happy, he is very happy.

"Chu Han ...... on the night!" Di Qingsu left tears of excitement and looked at the man lying there looking at him tenderly.

Chu Hanye only had two eyes left that were still spinning in his bones, and at this moment he was a living clay man. It's a miracle that he's not annoyed by cleanliness.

The sand and gravel that Emperor Qingsu pulled out were piled up on both sides, and Chu Hanye lay there so comfortably, lying in that huge pit, looking up at the woman opposite motionlessly in a strange posture.

Seeing the tears she left, seeing her crying with joy, her soft call is her own dream every night.

Di Qingsu knelt on the edge of the pit, and the two gazed affectionately, at this moment, it seemed to span thousands of years.

Could it be that you travel through time just to meet him?

I remember reading a legend on the Internet that people with dimples on their faces and birthmarks on their bodies should be cherished. These people would rather suffer from a thousand years of weak water than drink Meng Po soup and forget their lover, just so that they can continue their relationship after a thousand years.

Chu Hanye had a big Hanzhu birthmark on his body, which was what Di Qingsu liked and admired the most.

Su Su, you came from another world just to be my woman in Chu Hanye, which is destined by God.

At the moment when Shashi was about to bury himself alive, all he could think of was her. Her laughter, her anger, her stupidity, her anger, her everything, he couldn't let go of her.

How can you let her go? He knew that if he died like this, she would be crazy and didn't know what she would do, how could he die? He was reluctant to let her cry. Thinking of the method of breathlessness she taught, he knew that he had to wait, wait for her to save him.

"Chu Hanye, you scourge, you can't die like this, it's really a scourge for thousands of years." Di Qingsu knelt on the ground, crying and laughing.

It's so good, it's a good feeling to be alive. It was only at this moment that my heart began to beat again. Ignoring anything else, Di Qingsu pounced on Chu Hanye, she wanted to feel his true temperature.

"Susu." Chu Hanye opened his stiff arms to greet the woman who threw herself down, ignoring his dislocated arm and hugging Emperor Qingsu tightly.

How scared he was, how afraid he would never see her again, how afraid he would never hear her again.

"Susu, we're in the same hole. With Qiu and the same acupoint, even if I die immediately, I will die without regrets. ”

"Hmph, don't think about it, Miss Ben hasn't bullied you enough!" Emperor Qingsu moved violently, and pressed his body fiercely against Chu Hanye's body.

"Susu, I heard you. You said you were going to marry me. Chu Hanye smiled proudly. He heard Di Qingsu's words, if he didn't die, she would marry him.

Because Di Qingsu encouraged himself so much to dig him out with all his might.

"You can't wait for Miss Ben to abuse you?" Di Qingsu's voice choked up, sticking to Chu Hanye's body like a gecko.

She decided to spoil him in the future, bully him, and bully him even harder. The face was tightly pressed against Chu Hanye's chest, feeling his steady and powerful heartbeat, and then probing his pulse, it's okay! It's okay! It's good that it's okay. There has never been such a moment so grateful to God.

Di Qingsu finally lay down weakly on Chu Hanye's chest and closed his eyes to rest.

The two of them snuggled up like that, counting the time.