Zi Tangsu did not answer, he glanced at Wu Yue.
The vitality was completely draining from her, and Zitangsu wouldn't even look at her more than before.
He is the son of ten thousand Buddhas, and they all say that the Buddha is the most merciful, but in Zi Tangsu's heart, the Buddha is the most ruthless generation.
The Buddha loves the world, but actually does not love anyone.
But he, the Buddha, the son of ten thousand Buddhas who enlightened countless Buddhist disciples, has a heart.
To Zi Tangsu, Wu Yue and her child are just a passing moment.
But she was Ye Lingyue's close friend, if she died, Ye Lingyue would be sad.
Zitangsu still remembered that time, that man died.
Ye Lingyue was heartbroken. At that time, he didn't know that she was her.
But in the bottom of my heart, there was a faint sense of discomfort.
It's not good to feel uncomfortable in my heart, and Zitangsu doesn't want to experience it again.
So Wu Yue's passing smoke still stained his eyes.
Xiao Lingxing begged for a while, but Zitang Su in the tree didn't respond at all.
Xiao Lingxing couldn't help being disheartened, just when he didn't know what to do, Ziye Bodhi made a whistling sound.
A person walked up to him.
"Master, you must not do anything stupid."
Xiao Ding was dumbfounded, and Xiao Lingxing couldn't help holding his breath.
Zitangsu didn't say much, he raised his hand, but saw a brilliant light, on his palm, there was a drop of green poplar nectar.
In order to reunite the body of the Buddha and restore the power of the Buddha, he obtained a few drops of poplar nectar from Ye Lingyue.
Every drop is the essence of Jiuchong Yujing Liu, and every drop is crucial to Zitangsu who is getting weaker and weaker.
Especially after he burned thousands of demon soldiers with pure karma.
But he still had no hesitation and took this drop of poplar nectar...
Yang Zhi Ganlu hung in the air, and a ray of emerald light shone, falling on Wu Yue's forehead.
Wu Yue's eyebrows were already entangled with lifeless energy, like a trapped beast.
But just as the poplar nectar was falling, Wu Yue's eyelashes moved slightly.
The emerald light turned into a soft light, and Wu Yue's whole body was bathed in the soft light.
Her pulse gradually recovered, and her complexion returned to normal.
But after that drop of poplar nectar was used on Wu Yue's body, the purple leaf bodhi tree was shaken, and the purple leaves all over the sky fell down.
The purple leaf fell to the ground and instantly turned silvery white.
Zitangsu let out a muffled snort, his figure blurred a bit.
"Hey, master, are you okay?"
Shishen Lianyao Ding burst into tears, and threw himself in front of Zitangsu.
Zitangsu glanced lightly, and the momentum of the Shishen Alchemy Cauldron froze for a moment. It silently shed tears and looked at Zitangsu.
Zi Tangsu glanced at Wu Yue, and saw that his breath was steady, his heartbeat became stronger and stronger, and there was a look of relief on his face. With a wave of his hand, the Shishen Demon Refining Cauldron fell into his palm.
His palm was pale and indifferent, and looked like a remnant soul, which would disappear at any moment.
Shishen Refining Demon Cauldron felt sore, but after all, he stopped messing around.
It also knows that the master's tolerance for it is limited.
"Go to her and help her."
After Zi Tangsu finished speaking, with a flick of his hand, the Shishen Demon Refining Cauldron fell into Xiao Lingxing's arms.
When Xiao Lingxing and Xiao Ding looked back, Ziye Bodhi was still standing among the scattered branches and leaves in the sky, but Zitangsu could no longer be seen.
Xiao Ding cried a few times, and gradually lost his voice.
From the beginning to the end, the master only thought of and cared about Ye Lingyue.
But it is neither jealous nor jealous anymore.
In order to save Wuyue, the master handed over a drop of poplar nectar, which was undoubtedly another serious injury to the master.
In this world, only Ye Lingyue can save the master.
If you can get enough poplar nectar as soon as possible, then the master will be able to recover.
The master asked him to help Ye Lingyue, so he did.
As long as it can save the master, it is willing to do anything.
Xiao Lingxing's heart is also heavy.
He vaguely guessed that he might have said something wrong and done something wrong.
The Purple Leaf Bodhi in front of him seemed to have declined a lot.
Under the Purple Leaf Bodhi, there are wisps of black air continuously pouring out.
Xiao Lingxing walked to Wuyue's side, and then took a look at Wuyue's situation.
To his surprise, Wu Yue's breathing had returned to normal, her complexion was also rosy, and she seemed to be in better condition than before the injury.
Not only that, Wu Yue's eyebrows were faintly shining with brilliance.
Just when Xiao Lingxing was about to check on Wuyue's specific situation.
"Girl!"
There was a roar like thunder, and a red-haired man rushed in like a whirlwind outside the Demon Tombs.
He glanced around, but didn't see the surrounding situation clearly, and saw Wu Yue lying on the ground.
The man's heart was shaken, he straddled his long legs, and rushed to Wu Yue before Xiao Lingxing.
Seeing Wu Yue covered in blood, she remained motionless.
As if the man had been struck by lightning, he was distraught, roared angrily, and knelt down in front of Wu Yue in horror, and picked up Wu Yue's "corpse."
"Woman, wake up. How can you leave me and Chi, wake up quickly. If you don't wake up, I... I..."
"This uncle... you belong to Senior Sister Wuyue..."
He heard a small child's voice, neither light nor heavy, falling into the ear of the demon emperor Chi Ye.
"Who are you! You killed my mother-in-law?"
Chi Ye's eyes were red with anger, and he glared at Xiao Lingxing.
As soon as he finished speaking, his ears were pinched.
"Why are you yelling at Xiao Lingxing, he is still a child, you can't scare him to death!"
But seeing Wu Yue's face with a headache, meeting such a rude man, even if she really died, she would probably be woken up.
"Mother, are you alive?"
When Chi Ye heard Wuyue's voice, he couldn't care less about Xiao Lingxing, and he refused to let go of Wuyue's arms.
After Wu Yue went to the Yao Ming Tombs, Chi Ye had been very worried, and he didn't think about tea or food in Di Que.
After much deliberation, he decided to go pick Wu Yue back.
Unexpectedly, when he arrived outside the Ming Tombs of the Demons, he saw the sky above the Ming Tombs of the Demons, and the black energy was entrenched, but before he broke into the Ming Tombs of the Demons, he was pressed into the raging black fire that filled the sky.
That fire burned through Chi Ye's heart.
As long as Wu Yue and the child are safe and sound, the demon world and the throne are nothing but floating clouds to him.
The man's broad arms made Wu Yue's nose sour.
She thought that she was no longer afraid of life and death, but she didn't know until the moment of death that she couldn't bear to part with Chi Ye and Chi in her heart.
The couple survived the catastrophe, and while feeling emotional, Wu Yue remembered Xiao Lingxing.
"Little Lingxing, are you alright? Just now... was it just now Zitang Zun?"
Wu Yue hesitated, glanced at Shishen Demon Refining Cauldron, and then at the Purple Leaf Bodhi tree behind her.
She never imagined that the bodhi tree growing on the Ming Tombs of the Demons would actually be Zitang Zun.
Does she want to tell Ling Yue about this