Fu Ming nodded weakly, his right hand was a knife, cutting through the palm of his left hand, and a few drops of red blood were sprinkled into the void, but Feng Yuechan's soul seemed to be pulled by something, and slowly returned to his already cold body.

Feng Yuechan tried hard to move her white and colorless fingers, and the feeling of her soul returning to her body made her a little uncomfortable, but it was only temporary, and after a while, she finally opened her eyes slightly.

"Sister, Sister Liu!" she spat out her lips lightly, her voice a little dry and hoarse.

Liu Xiaoxiao was overjoyed, the starlight in her eyes turned into crystal jade beads, slipping drop by drop, she gently grabbed Feng Yuechan's cold hand that still did not have the slightest temperature, and her voice trembled nervously: "Sister Yuechan, you..."

"Sister. Feng Yuechan held her cold hand with her backhand and said: "Sister, don't blame the king, it was Yue Chan's fault in the first place, it was Yue Chan who wanted to steal you from the underworld regardless of the consequences, Yue Chan could see that the king cared about you in his heart, otherwise, he would not have left everything and came here to save you." You must know that even the king may fall here, maybe we can't get out, I am already dead, it is the king who used his own blood to let me return my soul, so that I can say a few words to my sister before I die completely, but I don't have much time, sister, I hope you don't blame the king, otherwise, even if I die, I can't turn a blind eye, you have to hurry up and leave here, only here, my soul can leave here, can I go back to life, sister, eighteen years later, I am still me. ”

Eighteen years later, I'm still me. This sentence is coiled in Liu Xiaoxiao's mind, she is a modern dick silk girl from the twenty-first century, and she doesn't believe in these so-called cycles of life and death, but now, she believes it.

But even if she believed, she couldn't forgive Fu Ming, she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart, she couldn't force a smile on the man who killed her good sister, and she couldn't be tactful.

"Xiaoxiao, I promise you, after leaving here, I will definitely find a good family for Yuechan to die, as for Qingyu, on the day of her burial, I chose a good family for her, a life of glory and peace. As for the acceptance, I don't understand, she harmed the child in your womb and punished him to suffer in the eighteenth layer of hell, and he will not be able to be reborn forever, so the punishment is not heavy!"

"She didn't harm my child!" Liu Xiaoxiao instinctively retorted, but her heart jumped suddenly, it turned out that after she left herself, she actually went to the eighteenth layer of hell, suffering from unimaginable torture and pain for ordinary people, thinking of this, she could only soften and said: "Acceptance didn't harm my child, I don't know who harmed my child, but it must not be her, can you release her, she really didn't do anything wrong." ”

When the words fell, an unspeakable pain in Fu Ming's heart surfaced in her heart, when did she start talking to herself, she was so cautious, is she still the same as she was at the beginning?

"Xiaoxiao, you don't have to be so careful when you talk to me, I know that you are wronged, I can give you whatever you want, I only ask you, don't do this, I only ask you, treat me the same as before. ”

Fu Ming slowly bowed down, gently hugged Liu Xiaoxiao, who was holding Feng Yuechan, in his arms, and said softly: "Xiaoxiao, what do you need to see my heart clearly, do you really want me to take out my heart and show it to you?"

Feng Yuechan dragged her weak body, tried to put the hands of the two together, closed them in her palm, and smiled with satisfaction: "Go around and around, the people who should be together will always be together." Well, in the last moments of my life, I can see you release my past suspicions, and I can go with peace of mind. ”

After saying these words, she finally lost all her strength again and closed her eyes with a smile.

The tears in Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes rolled down again, but this time, she no longer stubbornly resisted, but coquettishly let Fu Ming gently stop her back, leaning on his broad shoulders, and sobbing lowly.

Feng Yuebin has been sitting cross-legged on the ground quietly, recovering her vitality, seeing such a scene, her heart is sour and moved, perhaps, she can see her beloved woman and find her happiness, but it is also another kind of happiness,

Feng Yuebin, whose complexion gradually recovered, finally came online again, he looked at the wound on his wrist that was gradually scabbed, and said anxiously: "You two better wait until you leave here, and then linger, the blood of the Immortal Monarch, if it continues like this, I am afraid that I will really die under the peony flower." ”

Feng Yuebin's words woke up Liu Xiaoxiao, who was immersed in sadness, she turned her eyes to look up and down, but saw Fu Ming's originally slender and white hand, I don't know when, it was as if soaked in blood water, and the viscous blood fell on the glorious ground drop by drop, and disappeared in an instant.

The wound in Fu Ming's palm is not big, but it can replace the wound on Feng Yuebin's wrist that is more than four inches long, which is naturally inseparable from Fu Ming's advanced cultivation.

But all this, Liu Xiaoxiao, is completely unknown.

"This, how can this be?" Liu Xiaoxiao's heart beat wildly, and he hurriedly tore off his shirt and bandaged Fu Ming.

Fu Ming only smiled evilly and looked at her nervous appearance, the scars of the injury did not seem to exist, he greatly appreciated Liu Xiaoxiao's nervousness and panic at the moment, for her nervousness and panic at this moment, even if the blood on his body was drained, he did not hesitate, his heart was also in such tension and panic, and he got great satisfaction.

Feng Yuebin raised his eyebrows disdainfully, when it came to flirting with his sister, he didn't accept anyone, so he obeyed the underworld.

Finally, when Liu Xiaoxiao finished carefully bandaging, Fu Ming stood up unhurriedly, raised his eyes and looked at it stunned for a while, and said with an evil smile: "This blood-colored crystal ball is the only weakness in this dark paradise. ”

From the first moment he entered the Dark Heaven, Fu Ming had already made it clear that this Dark Heaven had been nourished by the blood of countless masters, but it had given birth to such a blood-colored crystal ball. So, what will be the body of this crystal ball?

If Fu Ming's guess is right, the body of this blood-colored crystal ball is probably the great devil Wutian who has been sealed for hundreds of millions of years, and with the help of the blood and cultivation of the masters who fell into the dark heaven, he condensed his aura and body little by little.

At present, the color of this blood-colored crystal ball has reached the point of bright red, I am afraid that it will soon reach a saturated state, then, after saturation, Wutian will regather a wisp of divine soul, and after regaining his divine soul, how can he continue to stay in this dark heaven.