Ye Qiantong's brain was fiercely excited, and she reflexively grabbed him by the collar and pulled hard.

The wind whistled past my ears, hideous like the claws of the devil, terrifying.

However, at this moment, Ye Qiantong was furious, and he scolded Emperor Yeming is scolding: "What are you messing around?!" Masochistic your body like this, do you want to die like this??! Aren't you going to slay the Berserk Black Dragon? Don't want the Holy Fire Orb? You don't want to solve your cold poison?! You bastard!! ”

Hitomi's chest rose and fell violently, and her eyes were as ruddy as an angry rabbit.

Feeling the cold viscous blood in her palm, Ye Qiantong couldn't imagine that if, if she hadn't contracted Ziyan Shending before, hadn't connected to Ziyan Shending's contract divine sense in time, if she hadn't been able to stop the destruction of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder in time, would Di Ming really be so ruthless to bear the last blow of thunder, and then leave?!

The soul is destroyed, and there is no reincarnation! Disappear forever into the dust!

How could he be so ruthless?!

While thinking about it, Ye Qiantong anxiously took out all the best pills, blood coagulation pills, recovery pills, etc., all of which were stuffed into his mouth, sprinkled on wounds, and poured all kinds of medicines for external and internal injuries on him.

At this moment, Ye Qiantong's hand was trembling.

She suddenly thought that when she was in the Black Tower, the old man Yaozun sacrificed the virtual Emperor Mingjue, and that kind of injury was just like the Emperor Mingjue at this moment.

No, it should be said that it was the Emperor Mingjie who suffered a deadly terrifying thunder and had broken meridians.

Thinking of this, Ye Qiantong's whole body was cold.

Fortunately, fortunately, Ziyan Shending received this fatal blow.

Suddenly, a scorching breath suddenly came from Ye Qiantong's ears.

Di Ming's white and moist bones rubbed her cheeks, her eyes stared at her deeply, and her charming and hoarse voice was sexy and low-magnetic, like a gripping murmur between lovers, affectionate: "Silly girl, this king has traveled all over the mountains and rivers, crossed the ancient and fierce seas, and searched all over the world to find you, how can I be willing to leave my little princess." ”

Hitomi Yachi's heart struck hard.

She looked back at him, these deep eyes, the pupils reflected her face, those eyes were abyss, full of sinking persistence, or obsession.

These eyes are full of her handsome eyes, but must she really be this person?

I don't understand, I don't understand Ye Qiantong, I just know someone who hasn't been known for a long time.

Why is there such affection?

Ye Qiantong stared at him, pondering, and then word by word, resolutely and indifferently: "I am not a stand-in." ”

In addition to the word stand-in, she couldn't understand why this peerless man chased after her at first sight, and now he is still taking his life.

In this world, is there anything more valuable than one's own life?

She didn't believe it.

Love, she doesn't understand.

She doesn't need it either.

Di Ming never expected that she would suddenly say the word "stand-in", and was stunned, so he stared into her eyes intently, and said seriously: "There is no stand-in, you are you, this king is pleased with you, and the night thousand pupils." ”

Thump.

Uncontrollably "weightless" beating under the heart.

Ye Qiantong was stunned.

The tenderness on the red lips is like a dragonfly dotting water, and like a feather crossing the tip of the heart, like a cat's claw gently scratching, like a brand falling in the depths of the soul, the man's evil charm and strong and domineering aura is overwhelming.

"You ——!!" Ye Qiantong reacted and subconsciously pushed him away.