Even if he knew that the way ahead was death, he no longer had any scruples.
Qinglong and the others should have been happy. Xi Yue has the root of wood in her body, and only she can save Ji Mingyu.
She was willing to forgive Ji Mingyu, and was willing to save Ji Mingyu, which meant that Ji Mingyu was finally saved.
They should be happy, but...
But no matter what method is used, as long as Xi Yue saves Ji Mingyu, then she herself will... also be doomed, and even die when she runs out of fuel.
After all, this is just a way to exchange life for life, even if the master really comes back to life, he will never be happy.
Qinglong's eyes showed deep guilt and pain, he knelt down slowly, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Several other people also knelt down, their eyes were red, "Miss Xi Yue's life-saving grace, we will never forget it in our lives."
However, Xi Yue smiled, with indescribable contempt and arrogance, "I saved my own man, do I need you to thank me?"
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The eight members of Qinglong worked together, using 100% of each of them's cultivation, condensed a wind sword and slashed at the thick cold fog that could not be melted away.
The cold mist violently rolled and spread, drifting and contaminating Qinglong and the others.
Even though they were god-level cultivation bases, they were completely frozen and could no longer move.
The eyes of the eight people all fell on Xi Yue, and the frail figure of the girl looked so frail in the thick fog.
However, every step she took was very steady.
The cold mist that could freeze a god-level monk fell on her body, but was quickly dispelled by the shining light.
It's just that Xi Yue's face became paler and paler with the endless release of the wood origin.
The little red bird yelled worriedly in the space: "Xi Yue, you are crazy, do you really want to save Ji Mingyu? No, I am not against you saving Ji Mingyu, but Ji Mingyu from a few days ago can still save you." , now that you save him, you may have to lose your cultivation, or even your life? You can't exchange your life for his life!"
Eggy originally heard that Ji Mingyu was going to die, and had been crying and calling for her father, but when she heard that Xi Yue was going to exchange her life for his, she immediately screamed anxiously, "Mother can't, Eggy doesn't want mother!" Darling! Mother, you said you would never drop your balls!"
As soon as he said that, he would rush out desperately.
Xi Yue's eyes moved, and suddenly his consciousness moved, and one of the porcelain vases in the Lingxiao Temple in the space flew up into the sky and shattered with a bang.
The light blue powder fluttered and fell on the bodies of Eggy, Little Cow and Little Red Bird.
The little fellows were caught off guard, and immediately staggered as if they were drunk, and passed out after a few breaths.
Xi Yue's spiritual sense lightly stroked the little guys, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
Then, he stood up, and without any hesitation, he quickly walked towards the direction where the coldest air was strongest.
Wuqing Lingquan was not very big, and Xi Yue quickly found Ji Mingyu who seemed lifeless in a corner of the pool.
The entire Lingquan was originally a hot spring, but at this time it has lost the slightest temperature, and thick ice has condensed instead.
But only around Ji Mingyu's body, the ice did not condense, and the water around him boiled instead.
Ji Mingyu's handsome face trembled and twisted due to the extreme pain, and the hand that was supporting the edge of the pool was dug into the mud, bloody and bloody.
His whole body seemed to be intertwined with boiling fire spiritual power and black devouring power. It should be scorching hot, but between his brows and his hair, ice had condensed.