"Ji Mingyu, don't scare me!!"
Xi Yue didn't care about his warning any longer, and with a sudden force with both hands, she broke the shackles of spiritual power, her hands and wrists were cut and bloody, but she couldn't care less about these, she just rushed towards Ji Mingyu in a panic.
The moment he supported Ji Mingyu, Xi Yue trembled all over, and the majestic spiritual power in his body was frozen instantly.
Her mouth was slightly open and she could barely breathe, let alone speak or move.
When Ji Mingyu saw her, a deep longing and crazy desire flashed in his eyes, and he clasped the girl's slender waist with one hand, and the clothes he put on Xi Yue were slowly covered by ice. condensation.
How much I want to hold the girl in my arms, occupy her completely, crazily plunder and occupy her everything, make her cry, make her plead, so that she can no longer leave herself.
No! Can't! !
In this way Xi Yue will die! How could he just watch Xi Yue die? !
Ji Mingyu slammed his hand, pushed Xi Yue away several meters, fell to the ground, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Xi Yue's tears flowed down in a flash, her voice was broken and trembling due to the extreme cold, and her body was unable to move, but she still shouted desperately, "Ji... Mingyu, Ji Mingyu!! Don't... scare me , you will not die! You will not... die! I will never... never allow you to... die!"
She couldn't stand or walk, so she crawled on the ground and crawled towards Ji Mingyu with her stiff and cold body.
The crimson in Ji Mingyu's eyes and the tearful figure of the girl flickered alternately, and his voice was like a trapped animal: "Don't come here, Xi Yue, don't come here, I don't want to hurt you! I don't want to hurt you even if I die!"
As soon as the words fell, a black spiritual force suddenly released from his hand, completely wrapped himself up, and disappeared without a trace the next moment.
"Ji Mingyu!!" Xi Yue flew over recklessly, trying to hug Ji Mingyu, but only touched the cold air.
She sat there blankly, holding her hand up in the air with funny movements, but she didn't let it go down, as if she was stupid, or as if her whole body and soul were frozen.
Tears slid down her eyes and froze on her face, so cold and so painful, as if mocking her once self-righteousness.
What about Ji Mingyu? Where did he go? Will he die
If he really died, what should I do? If she loses this person, how can she survive
Why talk about breaking up? Why care about the distant past? Those petty tricks or exploits
If the source of wood can keep Ji Mingyu alive, can make him no longer suffer from pain, no longer suffer from torture, what do you care about a little deception
Now as long as she can save Ji Mingyu, she is willing to pay any price, whether it is the origin of the wood or life.
But is there still time? Will the man who was swallowed by the power of darkness, the man who didn't want to hurt him even if he lost his mind, really come back
Broken, sobbing cries overflowed from Xi Yue's throat, and tears rolled down her eyes over and over again, changing from hot to frozen like ice, expressing her remorse and despair.
She wanted to rush out to find Ji Mingyu, and wanted to offer Mu Zhiyuan's hands to save his life, but at this moment she was frozen and unable to move at all.
"Xi Yue, Xi Yue, quickly turn to the fourth level of the origin of wood!" The little red bird's anxious calls came from next to his ears, and finally reached Xi Yue's ears.