Chapter 742: Molested 5

It is almost possible to revert back to the way it was before the old injury did not have an attack.

But Yun Qiong drank it, but his injuries immediately worsened, and his breathing stopped several times.

If it weren't for the Twenty-Eight Venerables of the Stars, who had spent his life protecting him with his strength, the cloud dome would have already ......

It's not like the living dead now.

Feng Wuxin was almost guilty, if it weren't for Wangtianya and his usefulness, he would have died in front of Yunqiong's sickbed.

Yun Jitian didn't speak, but only stared at the colorless cloud dome for a while.

After half a ring, he slowly stepped forward, and his cold fingertips brushed Yun Qiong's pale cheeks, and the temperature was almost comparable to him.

"Sister, if you hold on, I won't let you die."

A low and absolutely cold voice sounded in the jade room, so sonorous, so mixed with indescribable complex feelings.

The room was small, with a faint echo.

Let the wind that heard it take a deep breath and lower his head more and more.

If Yun Qiong really died because of him like this, even if their king's feelings were clear, I am afraid that the relationship between them and Luo Yu would not return to before.

"Get up, next time you dare to assert yourself, I'll kill you." With a low promise thrown down, Yun Ji Tian turned around, not looking at the cloud dome, and said extremely cold.

"The King's ......"

"Go ahead with what you're doing and get me the news before you die." Yun Jitian's face was expressionless, and he strode towards the outside of the jade room.

Feng Wuxin immediately stood up quickly when he heard this, responded in a deep voice, and followed Yun Jitian outward.

This is to ask him to continue to look for Luo Yu.

"Your Majesty, Emperor Brahma is ready to move, and the Wind Cliff is now ......."

"Report all the changes to me."

"Yes."

The Ice Palace was cold, the slightest trace of ice qi was flying, and in the white ice mist, the cold and decisive voice was not inferior to the slightest cold ice for ten thousand years.

The two giants of the world fell.

The forces of the Buddha Immortal and the water began to play non-stop small actions.

Brahma Pavilion began to make a move, contacting the princes of the eight directions.

The mountain rain is about to come, the wind is full of buildings, the Buddha is a water, looking at the end of the world, and it is going to move.

Late autumn is cold, the yellow leaves are fluttering, and the fallen leaves return to the roots.