Xia Wushuang was covered in blood, feeling a little coolness on his face, and after several soul-like struggles, he finally woke up from his coma and regained a trace of consciousness.

But this guy who doesn't know how to write the word 'death' at all, how could he give up such a good opportunity. I saw that he suddenly woke up after pretending to be a nightmare, hugged the purple beauty beside him, opened a broken mouth, and roared whatever he thought.

"Moonmen! If you want to hurt my purple lady, step on my corpse first! ”

Xia Wushuang's expression was fierce and realistic. A sentence of gibberish, like an unreasonable flood beast, instantly broke away the fragile psychological defense line that Yakumo Zi had just established after he calmed down alone.

Her mind was weak, and she had never experienced such a protective feeling. So much so that he stayed for a long time, and forgot to push away Xia Wushuang, a shameless man with no morals, no discipline, and no lower limit.

Hey, that's how women can't listen to sweet words. Especially after experiencing a major accident, being forcibly knocked open in the heart, and having a crush on someone.

It's a pity that Xia Wushuang didn't know at all that his action just now didn't want to involve the purple beauty had completely melted a certain iceberg. He just felt that he had made a lot of money, and his head was buried in the pair of plump, soft, fragrant and charming towers, and the touch experienced by cats and humans was completely different, and the feeling of blood gushing made his whole body feel like he was about to fly.

And what made Xia Wushuang feel even more profitable was that he woke up to this wave of risking oil and taking advantage, but he was not knocked to the ground by Yayun Zi on the spot.

Will this ambiguous process. It lasted at least three minutes before Xia Wushuang felt that it was almost there, and then raised his head pretending to be dazed.

"What. It turned out that I was just dreaming...... "The shamelessness of the 'three no men' is unimaginable."

Syllable! The purple beauty actually pursed her lips and smiled, full of charm, stretched out her jade hand and flicked her fingers between Xia Wushuang's forehead, and smacked him: "Your divine soul is strong, as long as you are not pierced through the soul sea, it is impossible to dream at all." Do you know the way? ”

"Hey, hey!" Xia Wushuang covered the place where his forehead had been knocked, smiled cheaply, and did not explain. Then he swept his gaze towards the four fields, only to see a dry black land within a thousand meters, and rolling hills and mountains.

"Ahem!" Xia Wushuang suddenly covered his mouth and coughed up a hand of bloody phlegm. A joyful look. Suddenly withered.

"This time it hurt my soul, but it's really a big game."

Xia Wushuang thought silently, his consciousness cut to his soul, and he was ready to use two bottles of white jade holy spring to pad his injuries first.

Suddenly, his consciousness hit a thick wall, and the whole person suddenly felt like the world was spinning, and he almost fell to the ground.

"What's going on? How did my soul get sealed? Xia Wushuang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately sent a message for help to the Sea of Souls. only to find that he couldn't even contact Seven.

"Don't think about it, do you see the sky? This world has been shrouded in the ashes of the gods, and all living beings have been suppressed, unable to use any magical power. Yakumo Zi covered her mouth, and coughed up a mouthful of blood, her body was pierced several times head-on by the ancient gods' demon array, and the injuries at the soul level were not lighter than Xia Wushuang.

"Oh?" Xia Wushuang frowned when he heard this, he stretched out his right hand, and suddenly a blue flame was in the palm of his hand, slowly burning.

Mid-Rising Sun. It's just that he was forcibly suppressed in four small realms, and he was not suppressed to the point where he couldn't use any magic power, as Yakumo Zi said. Moreover, his physical body was not suppressed at all, and his vitality was still extremely powerful, with an astonishing amount of power that surpassed that of most Dusk-level magicians.

"......" Xia Wushuang was speechless, he glanced at the purple beauty with a weak face, his expression changed slightly, he frowned, and then said tentatively: "Granny Zi, it's not a good habit to deceive people. ”

Yayun Zi was taken aback at first when he saw that Xia Wushuang was still able to use part of his magic power, and then as if he had thought of something, he suddenly smiled bitterly: "You are really ruthless, you have used all the ashes of your ancestors to scatter." ”

"......" Xia Wushuang is a smart person, and when he heard Yayun Zi's words, he instantly understood.

It's not that the ashes of the gods alone didn't suppress him, but that he fused the imperial blood of Ostarion and completely copied the bloodline of the White Bone Emperor, and he was equivalent to the incarnation of his weakened version, so naturally he would not be suppressed by the ashes of 'himself' for too many realms.

"So, Granny Zi must have no strength now?" Xia Wushuang clapped his hands with a hammer, and suddenly realized, and when he turned to look at Yakumo Zi, his two eyes flashed with a terrifying essence, as if he wanted to swallow her.

"What do you want to do?!" Yakumo Zixiu frowned slightly, his weak body couldn't help but move back two steps, a pair of jade hands grabbed his neckline, stared at a pair of beautiful eyes, and looked at Xia Wushuang deadly.

At this moment, she realized that she didn't seem to know the big black cat a little.

Seeing this, Xia Wushuang smiled wildly and walked into the purple beauty. Naturally, he stretched out a pair of hands and kept kneading them on the other party's pretty face, until the other party's brows were furrowed, and he was about to face each other angrily, he turned his back and slowly squatted down his body.

"Come on. Since the realm has been suppressed, then your body should also be suppressed. I'll carry you out of the river, which can be regarded as an apology for rubbing your face. ”

Under Yakumo's incomprehensible gaze, Xia Wushuang forcibly carried her on his body, and then walked in one direction with a resolute step.

"You just ...... For what? Yakumo still couldn't understand.

Xia Wushuang smiled faintly, he felt that the woman on his back who had lost his magic power was weak and light at the moment, like a piece of warm fragrant nephrite, which made people can't help but want to put it in the palm of his hand to care for it.

"Because I wanted to pinch your face, I pinched it. Need so much for what to do? And as I just said, as long as I can survive, I must marry you. The husband pinched his wife, no matter where he pinched, it was reasonable, right? Lao Xia's mind gradually became heavy, but he still wanted to make Yakumo Zi happy. He looked up and saw the scene in front of him, there was a black oppression everywhere, only cracked earth, and hills like ancient tombs.

An ominous instinct told him that this evil land, which had been sprinkled with the Emperor's bone powder, might not be as easy to get out of as he thought.

"Aren't you a scoundrel? You said you wanted to marry me as a wife, just marry me as a wife, did you ask my opinion? Yakumo Zi laughed angrily at Xia Wushuang's bold words, if it weren't for the fact that she was seriously injured now and her magic power was completely suppressed, she really wanted to slap this big boy on the head with a slap.

"Hah! You must be willing, because you must not look down on anyone else except me. "With the landing of the Emperor's ashes, the entire space has become more and more gray. Although Xia Wushuang kept saying witty words, his heart had already sunk to the bottom.

"Stinky beauty. You're just a cat. Even if you're Kazama's younger brother, you can't change that fact. Cats are cats. Yakumo Zi was amused by Xia Wushuang, she did the same, pinching Xia Wushuang's face left and right, and smiled happily.

Xia Wushuang was shocked in his heart, turned his head to look at Yakumo's purple flower-like delicate face, and asked in surprise, "You actually know my true identity?" ”

"You don't think Yuyuko will really help you lie to me, do you? She and I are friends in two lives, don't you know the way? Yakumo Zi grinned, feeling that he had the upper hand in front of this big boy in an instant.

"How can it be repaired! How can this be?! This undisciplined pink beauty, her pink body, if you cut it with a knife, it must be all black inside! Xia Wushuang's mouth opened wide in shock. At this moment, when I think back to the blue and white beauty's every move, I only feel that this guy's voice and smile are full of mockery.

Damn, you dare to treat Uncle Ben as a monkey! No, when we get out, we must find a chance to get back to the field! Be sure to spank her ass!

"Surprised something, although Kazama replied that admitted that you were her brother. However, the information revealed between the lines of her words is not just about treating you as a brother...... Tell my sister honestly, what is your identity? Yakumo Zi's soft body lay on Xia Wushuang's back, a piece of white paper in his hand was placed in front of him, and he whispered softly in his ear.

In fact, there is a hint of danger in these words. Xia Wushuang's emotional intelligence is not low, so he can naturally hear it.

However, this guy couldn't help but take the blank paper. Yakumo Zi's pupils suddenly shrank, and in the center of the pupil, a trace of beautiful killing intent instantly appeared.

A faint magic power swept across the paper, and a row of juanxiu handwriting slowly appeared in front of Xia Wushuang.

"My brother's realm is low, his temper is not good, and Youyouzi takes care of him a lot, and I hope that he will not be harmed. Fragrance of the fragrance. ”

"......" Xia Wushuang was disappointed and scratched his head. Just one sentence? What can be seen? ”

Yakumo Zi smiled coldly and threw Xia Wushuang a large pile of space letterheads.

Xia Wushuang opened it one by one and looked at it, and he was immediately shocked. Because although these letterheads were all written by the same beauty, the concise handwriting on them deeply shocked his 'pure' heart.

"Hmm!"

"Not bad."

"Come on a while."

"I don't like it."

……

"It turns out that Sister Yuxiang is a cold beauty who doesn't like to talk? I didn't know anything about it before. Xia Wushuang talked to himself, the loss just now was swept away, and he treasured these letterheads with Juanxiu's handwriting one by one in his heart.

"......" Zi no one clenched his fists, and on his beautiful forehead, several 'tic-tac-toe' characters had already appeared.

What else can I say, this TM is simply dead! (To be continued......)