Chapter 111: Blue Tears 2

Wu Xian turned a deaf ear.

"Demon Venerable, I've seen it all, this woman would rather die than follow you, why do you save her? Let her die? If you die, you will get a new life...... Demon Venerable......"

With a wave of her hand, a magic sealed her mouth, and she stared at Natsuhime with wide eyes and resentment. Suddenly very desperate: the Demon Venerable is not saved, and the Demon Realm is not saved. Even his own little selfishness was not saved - Demon Venerable, his whole mind was on the body of a human woman, from now on, he didn't want to look away again.

At this time, a wisp of the Dark Lord's magic had rushed into her heart, pulling back a heart that had almost stopped beating.

The warmth that had been rapidly lost in her body was slowly regained, and he hugged her tightly, trying to get his heat to her quickly.

"Ji Wuxue, you wake up soon, I won't force you anymore, as long as you wake up, whatever you do...... Ji Wuxue, I heard that there was no ......"

She opened her eyes as if she was in a different world, and everywhere she looked, she saw Zi Ling first-fortunately, he was still lying in the corner, and he was not as dusty as Ziman, turning into a bare piece of charred black charcoal.

The Dark Lord's voice trembled, and he gently hugged her: "Ji Wuxue...... No snow ...... Are you feeling better??You're not going to die...... You don't want to die, I won't hurt you anymore, don't be afraid...... Don't be afraid ......"

He was happy, as if he had escaped death, and was a little incoherent, but he didn't know how to comfort her, just kept patting her on the back.

Her gaze shifted and she saw that the big red wedding robe on her body, although it was messy, had already covered her body.

How strange it is for human beings to come from the age of the unclothed savages, clothing has become an extremely important thing, not only a tool to protect against the cold, but also a symbol of dignity and dignity.

She quietly wanted to tighten her clothes, but he didn't care, just hugged her, immersed in the joy of losing and regaining, and smiled: "Wuxue, you're awake, you're finally awake...... Don't be afraid...... Don't be afraid...... I just ...... I ......" he slurred, "I was mad just now, don't worry, I won't do this......"

The huge fear that has just passed has completely suppressed the ** in the stomach, and at this time, there is only a cautious joy and a feeling of maintenance.

Her face was surprisingly pale, and she barely felt any weight in his arms.

He slowly picked her up, "Natsuhime, let's get out of here." ”

She didn't scream, she didn't cry, she didn't even scream, she just pushed his hand away and sat up, covering only her chest with the red veil of feathers.

"Natsuhime, come with me!!"

She was silent, her eyes just staring at the child spirit on the ground. Zi Ling, is he alive or dead now??

He followed her gaze and stared at the child spirit on the ground, word by word: "If you go with me, he will live, and if you stay, he will die!!"

His clutches had been stretched out, and a black demonic aura enveloped the top of Zi Ling's head.

I can not hurt you, but I can't guarantee that I won't hurt anyone else - especially that damn Prince Chen.

"Natsuhime, his life and death are up to you. ”

He thought she would tremble, fear, beg for mercy, or weep. But he was wrong, she was so silent that not even the flush on her face turned pale.