"Girl—girl!" Lou Mujing held Feng Lingyu's body, and could only let the hot blood and tears fall on him.

Wu Lao Qi and Jiu Bo didn't expect this to be the result, and instead of completing the final ritual of sacrificing the spirit, they stimulated Feng Lingyu to make her not hesitate to harm herself.

The two old men hurriedly used their internal strength to protect her weak heart, but Feng Lingyu seemed to pass out again, and letting Lou Mujing give her luck had no effect.

"That-King Loulan, the Holy Lord will hand it over to us-" Wu Laoqi felt that he had done something wrong, and even his tone weakened by half a point.

Lou Mujing ignored him, and rode away with Feng Lingyu in his arms.

"Alas—where are you going to take the Holy Lord?" Wu Laoqi banged on the wooden crutch in annoyance, resentful.

Jiu Bo said coldly: "Where else can I go?" I must go to the valley to find the old way! Now, you and I will definitely be punished by the Phoenix Clan! ”

Looking at the valley, with a long roar, Lou Mujing came out of despair, his green hair turned into white silk, and when he brought Feng Lingyu over, he thought that the master would have a way.

The sentence "It's late-" completely sentenced Feng Lingyu to death, and also cut off Lou Mujing's last thoughts, it was still too late, he only felt that at this moment, the whole body was not his own, only the sentence "Swear to destroy the Dragon Kingdom-" became the only purpose of his life.

"Master, why are you lying to the second senior brother? Obviously Senior Sister is still saved? "Huilongchi is a medicinal spring in Wangyou Valley. Sanjue looked at the injured Feng Lingyu soaking in the hot spring pool, even the water in the pool was about to be dyed red, when he saw Lou Mujing's black hair suddenly turn white, that kind of heart-rending seemed to make the chubby Sanjue feel the same way.

Yimei Daoist swept the snow-white dust in his hand, and an invisible aura all gathered towards the place where Feng Lingyu was, and slowly the wound stopped bleeding, and the warm medicinal spring soaked into her body, and the phoenix stone also began to operate, as if repairing the wound penetrated by the Xuanyin silk.

"Let's go—be quiet, and don't bother the damn girl! This time, it's time for her to sleep well! As he spoke, he stepped back to the front yard, and Sanjue saw that Shizun was unhappy, so he had to stop his mouth, glanced at Feng Lingyu, who was still unconscious, and cautiously followed out with small steps.

The news of the death of the Holy Lord of the Divine Witch soon spread, and the new Holy Lord was selected to succeed to the throne on a certain day, and the new High Priest Bu Soul temporarily took charge of the government, and Wu Ye died unexpectedly in the dungeon, and no one asked.

Both Loulan and the beast joined forces to destroy the Dragon Kingdom within a month, and hung Long Gan's body on the city tower for seven days! Wars come and end just as quickly.

Unexpectedly, Jun Lingyi surrendered the Dragon Kingdom to the King of Loulan, and the gods and witches also took the initiative to surrender to Lou Mujing, so the world was unified, and Lou Mujing became the emperor's throne and was admired by the world.

The rivers and lakes are talking about a new generation of emperors, fairy-like men, whose full white hair has become his most eye-catching symbol, and it is rumored that his overnight white head is born for his beloved!

"King-" At the entrance of the beast capital, the fire wolf looked at the invincible king in front of him, since he knew that Feng Lingyu had passed away, he had lost his former demeanor, except for ruthlessly destroying the Dragon Kingdom, he seemed to be powerless about anything else.

"Fire wolf, you said that if this king could get to the god witch at that time, would she be fine-" Jun Lingyi's eyes were full of deep remorse, it's been a year, why is this year so difficult, the people of the beast capital have always lived for more than a hundred years, how should he spend the days without Feng Lingyu?

Although Jun Lingyi would repeat this question every day, the fire wolf knew that the beast capital was also in crisis at that time, and he, as the king of the beast capital, was more responsible to protect the beast capital, but after repelling the army of the dragon kingdom, Jun Lingyi had received the news that Feng Lingyu had gone.

"Is the king really leaving?" The fire wolf said: "Once the entrance to the beast capital is sealed, then the king will not be able to enter at will!" ”

Jun Lingyi said: "The affairs of the beast capital have been entrusted to Meng Ling, from now on, you can keep the beast capital well, and you can't go out of the mountain at will!" With that, he put his hands on luck and flew away after laying an enchantment formation outside.

For the rest of her life, Jun Lingyi decided to find that woman, Lou Mujing said that she was looking at the valley, no matter whether she lived or died, Jun Lingyi would find her and give her eternal protection!

"Uh-uh!" Along the way, non-stop, when Jun Lingyi arrived at Wangyou Valley, the sky was faint, but there were several strange screams in the silent valley, like the sound of a white crane calling for help.

He reined in his breath and followed the sound through a peach blossom forest full of peach, only to see white cranes with their wings tied and whining on the ground.

A chubby Taoist boy hurriedly ran out, holding scissors to cut the rope on the white crane's body, a stone hit his hand holding the scissors, he sighed, fell to the ground, and shouted: "Shizun - Shizun!" ”

A fairy wind Daoist walked out, frowned and looked at his precious crane with a headache and shouted inside: "Ghost girl, you come out for me-"

Jun Lingyi saw a thin figure, wearing a pink gauze skirt, jumping out, and looking at her ghostly appearance, she knew that the poor crane was her masterpiece.

Xu is knowing that Yimei Dao was annoyed, and she was about to slip away, so she ran into Jun Lingyi, who was excited to rush at her.

"Woman, where to run!" Jun Lingyi hugged him tightly, he had never known what to cry for, he actually didn't believe that his red golden eyes were overflowing with tears.

"Who are you?" Feng Lingyu opened her big eyes and watched such a handsome man cry, feeling novel for a while, but she didn't struggle.

Jun Lingyi's big hand was tightly interlocked with her fingers, and he kissed her deeply on her forehead with domineering: "I am your long-lost husband-"