When Le Wuwu woke up, he found himself lying in the dormitory of Endless Valley.

She got up as soon as she could, but she fell because she was too weak, and the corners of her clothes were firmly hung on the bed frame.

She tugged hard, not having time to care if the hook of the clothes she had just changed was too big, so she staggered out like this.

Because she has more important things to do, more concerned people to watch.

"What about Xiao Boran?" She grabbed the oncoming Fuso-kun.

"You're finally awake. Do you know? Your body is really weird, and when you lose your spiritual power, it feels like pouring water into the abyss, and it never ends. ”

"I'll ask you what about Xiao Boran!"

Fuso-kun sighed, idiot. He took her to the cave where the mortal spirit was stored before.

Le Wuwu felt that this hole was a little colder than before, but I don't know if it was because his body was too weak. From a distance, she saw a man lying on the stone platform in the middle clearing, protected by a circle of glorious glass.

She couldn't make out his face.

She ran to him, half-kneeling, and took the hand he had placed on her chest.

The coldness of her hand made her subconsciously shrink.

His hands were like the 10,000-year-old ice of the Bingyi River, without a trace of temperature.

She quickly touched him from head to toe.

"Why is this happening?"

"His spiritual power has been given to you, and I can't stop it. Fortunately, I had the ice crystal dew he gave me before, but I didn't expect Hong'er to use it, but he did. ”

"But even if it was passed on to me, it wouldn't be enough." She wanted to say that she would not "lose her spiritual sense", but she did not say it, like a fish in her throat. She thought that with Xiao Boran's ability, even if the spiritual power could not be as endless as the Protoss, as long as a breath remained, it could be slowly condensed, and it was only a matter of time, and it would definitely not lie here like a dead man. After a while, she finally continued: "But the injury is too serious? ”

"The injury is a small thing, it's just a lot of blood loss. It is. ”

"What's it?"

"There seems to be some kind of prohibition in his blood, so that he can't contain spiritual power at all. All I can do now is protect his spiritual consciousness like this. ”

"Banned." She muttered to herself.

The vicious Jun Qiye, Xiao Zhongliang who obviously cast a spell, and Xiao Zhongliang who hurt him, but she just thought of Jun Qiye.

She had a feeling of no reason, she felt that the Xiao family brothers seemed to have enmity with him, so that one of them had no way back, and the other was covered in bruises.

With his status as a god, there is obviously a better way to subdue Xiao Boran, but he has to bother to set up a situation and use such a trick.

She really couldn't understand what he was doing when he planted the ban, was it really for the great cause of Yao Shang?

"But what can be done?"

"I'll probably have to wait. Maybe wait a few decades and he'll wake up. ”

"Decades?" But she didn't have that long.

She lifted her hand over his eyes, feeling the invisible flutter of his eyeballs.

He must have been in a dream. I just don't know if it's a good dream.

"Can you give him back the spiritual power?"

When Fusang-jun heard this, he became angry for no reason, "What are you doing with this spiritual power?" Ordinary items that you can give away casually? Say give it? Others have worked hard to cultivate to the point that you are like sending a pearl or a sachet? Amusing! Besides, with his current appearance, even if I help you rob ten or eight immortal monarchs and force them to send spiritual power to him, he will not be able to contain half a point! There is a prohibition in his blood! No one else can do it except his own spiritual power! ”

"Forbidden in blood."

"Yes, the prohibition is in blood, I have said it almost eight hundred times, and there is a prohibition in his blood."

"Then if his forbidden blood is gone, will it be fine?"

Fuso-kun didn't want to answer her words, he thought she must be crazy. But looking at her messy bun and pale face, I couldn't bear to be angry. "Yes, but he's dead without blood." After thinking about it, "You don't want to kill people for blood, do you?" No, no, let's not say that this is a thing that damages yin morality. Even if you find someone who is supposed to die for blood, no one can be sure of the rejection between the bloods. There are already a lot of blood exchange bans, let alone such an urgent situation at the moment. ”

"With my blood, mine may." She grabbed his sleeve and motioned to Fusang Jun not to interrupt her, and continued: "The ancestor once mistakenly ate the immortal fruit transformed by the blood of the Protoss, so there is divine blood in the body, and this divine blood is passed down with the bloodline to me. I am the reincarnation of the Protoss, and my blood is no different from that of the Protoss, and I have the ability to live and die and live with white bones, and you have seen it. So my blood must be fine. ”

"Even if you say it's okay, he won't agree to it." Fuso-kun wrenched his sleeve from her clenched hand. "He was begging me to protect you before he fell asleep." Thinking of being so proud of a person, looking at others with such indifferent eyes, but when he was so embarrassed, he almost hugged his legs and begged him.

"But you can't protect it."

Silent.

"Don't worry, I will do what I promised. You Yu Hong'er are gracious, even if you fight for my life as an enemy of the Protoss, I will be worthy of my promise. ”

Clearly, Le Wu didn't believe he could deliver on his promise. It's not that he doesn't believe in his immortal products, but how can he resist Jun Qiye's half-tricks with his ability.

It's just a grasshopper shaking a tree.

She got up and sat down on the stage and put Shaw's head on her lap, "He said the same thing, but here he is now." ”

Fusangjun saw that her fingers were a little blue from the cold, and she occasionally shivered on her body, but she still didn't let go. He wanted to call her an idiot, but he remembered that he didn't seem to be in a position to laugh at others.

"I was a dying man, and he was different. If it weren't for me, even if he wasn't treated by his mother's family, he would still be the Si Zhan Immortal Monarch of Yunyun, and his status would be unshaken. If I hadn't dragged him into this entanglement, he would have lived hundreds of years to die or become a god. She paused, raised her head and laughed at herself: "I am happy that this life is just a catastrophe punishment for the goddess in heaven." One day, it will dissipate and return the goddess to her place. But he's different. So which of the two of us is more important, Fusang-kun, do you understand? ”

Fuso-kun didn't speak. He had never understood why the dignified Upper Realm Divine Venerable wanted to chase a little fairy, which made the Three Realms even more restless. Who would have thought that this little fairy was not an ordinary little fairy, but was actually the reincarnation of a goddess.

He didn't know for a moment whether it should be an honor or a tragedy for her to be reincarnated.

"I was born to die!"

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, but they stubbornly did not fall. This phrase has been in the back of her mind since the day she knew who she was. It may be grieved, or dissatisfied, or injustice, but it is the truth. She stubbornly believed that she was happy and that she deserved the meaning of her life, but she found that she didn't.

She left her family behind and left her homeland.

She struggled, she tried. is still the fish on the board, just to achieve other people's lives.

Facts have proved that her existence has promoted the death of her parents, delayed the lives of her uncle and sister, and dragged Xiao Bo to dye the red dust, other than that, there is no meaning.

She didn't want to fight anymore, she gave up.

"Even if you save me thousands of times, I'm going to die. Because I'm going to die. ”