Ye Mohan felt panic and hugged her in his arms, and the power in his body was continuously transported into Chu Yue's body.

The Blood Protector and the White Protector wearing a hat were worried when they saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to check the situation, but they saw the eight old figures faster than them, especially the power of the Martial God Realm bursting out from their bodies surprised them even more.

Ye Mohan held Chu Yue in his arms and looked at the eight figures in a daze.

"Master, the battle she fought a few months ago, had already consumed her body, but now she was overdrawn in martial arts and was overwhelmed and she had to treat it well."

Chen Tu took out three red pills, "This is the little disciple's martial god pill, feed it to the master quickly. If the master has any shortcomings, how can we, the disciples, live."

The other seven people took out their martial god pills one after another.

The Martial God Pill is a Martial God Pill that can only be refined with the essence of the mysterious power of heaven and earth with the original fire of the Martial God Realm.

This pill is priceless and it is hard to find a pill. Most martial gods can only refine a martial god pill for more than ten years. They are usually reserved for themselves in times of crisis, or upgraded to their martial arts realm, or passed on as a treasure to their home-guarding house to their descendants.

In an instant, more than twenty martial god pills were taken out as if they were not worth money and handed them to Ye Mohan one by one.

"Disciple?" Ye Mohan was stunned. The White Protector, the Blood Protector and others were also shocked. If someone took off their hats, they would find that their mouths were so open that they could stuff a big goose egg.

"You are the master's wife, feed the elixir to the master." Chen Tu reminded him.

"unnecessary."

Ye Mohan said lightly: "I am sure of her body. The Martial God Pill is precious. Please keep it yourself."

Chen Tu didn't care about that much, put dozens of elixirs in the storage bag, then tied the storage bag around Chu Yue's waist, and said, "It's good to keep it for Master to ward off evil spirits. There is a void under Lingtian and it's very evil, so it's better to keep it."

Everyone was stunned again and swallowed.

The Martial God Pill they were so eager for was actually given to Ye Chuyue to ward off evil spirits by these old people?

Why doesn't such a good thing fall on them?

Ye Mohan stopped talking, pursed his lips and lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms gently.

When his mind moved, suddenly, the colorful clouds in the sky swept like a waterfall on the infinite platform, floating in the air like a bed from a god.

Ye Mohan carefully placed Chu Yue on the bed of Caixia Cloud, and gently stroked the blood on the woman's cheeks with her slender and jade-like hands. He kissed her lips like a dragonfly, and said in a tone of coaxing the child: "Sleep at ease, leave the next thing to your husband."

He raised his arm and waved it, and the colorful glow on the cloud bed enveloped Chu Yue's whole body, washing away the smell of blood.

Emperor Ye Tian and others came to the edge of the cloud bed, and each face was filled with worry.

"Let her have a good sleep."

After Ye Mohan finished speaking hoarsely, his evil eyes swept to Li Liancheng, Feng Yun and others under the mask.

Over there, the Holy Son Fengye saw that something was wrong, and he was already taking his maid to leave Wuquantai.

Before he could walk out, he saw the sound of wind breaking out behind him.

Feng Ye suddenly felt his scalp numb, and subconsciously stopped and looked back, his pupils suddenly tightened.

I saw a sword light suddenly appear and hit my face, as if a beast was swallowing him.

But in a moment, there was no figure of the Holy Son Feng Ye, only blood mist was left in the wind.

"Since you are here, you want to leave, have you been allowed by this emperor?"

He lowered his head, both evil and lazy, and casually wiping his Nine Dragon Sword casually. The casual words were mixed with a huge murderous aura.

The entire Infinity Platform, whether it is the Jixia Academy, the Sleepless Clan or the Imperial Army Division, is trembling under its might.

"I have been in seclusion for more than half a year, so you are so impatient to touch my wife. Shouldn't you take Jiuyou seriously or not?"

Ye Mohan's movement of wiping the sword blade was paused, and his aura was exuding, as if he was in the realm of a martial god!

On the other side, the old uncle and Ye Tiandi stood beside the cloud bed and looked at the sword emperor who was high above, and he was so eager to speak but stopped.

Both of them didn't know how to talk to the Sword Emperor. Their Xiao Chu had a husband and was the Night Emperor of the Holy Realm...

"Actually, it's not okay for a good daughter, three husbands and four servants." Mrs. Mu knew what they were thinking, and said seriously.

The lady nodded, "The three palaces and six courtyards are all well-deep and rainy, it's great."

Emperor Ye Tian: “…”

Old uncle: “…”

At this moment, Feng Yun's right hand was like a claw, and she dug off the eyes of the sleepless maid next to her and pressed it into her eye socket.

She opened her bloody eyes. Although it was still blurry, she could see the outline of the Sword Emperor again, showing an extremely fanatical and obsessive look.

Ninety thousand years ago, there was such a shocking glance.

At that time, she was still an unknown abandoned little demon demon, determined to make the Lingfeng clan admire him.

That year, she passed by the Nine Nether Sword Emperor City of the Emperor's Realm, and the Sword Emperor returned triumphantly, and her whole body was filled with golden light.

She was wandering around outside the Sword Emperor's Mansion, dancing in the colorful clothes and feather clothes every day.

It is a solo dance dance danced by the Lingfeng tribe for his sweetheart.

Not long after, the entourage in the mansion came out and without saying anything, he gave her a sum of money and a sword to let her practice well.

She thought that was what the Sword Emperor meant, and thought that when the day he was evenly matched with the Sword Emperor, he would stand side by side with the Sword Emperor in the world.

"Sword Emperor, I am Yungnu, Yungnu."

She walked to Ye Mohan, her face covered in blood, trying to make the Sword Emperor remember her.

"Yun Girl, what is it?" Ye Mohan said cruelly.

Feng Yun only felt a heart-wrenching pain.

Suddenly, he pointed at Chu Yue on the cloud bed, "She Ye Chuyue is fickle and is already a mother, how can she be with you? You are the Sword Emperor."

Ye Mohan's eyes were clear, and he raised his hand and slowly took off his mask, revealing his handsome and evil face and shimmering purple eyes.

"The Sword Emperor is actually the Emperor Ye Mohan?" Qin Tieniu shouted.

Feng Yun looked at the face in front of her, widened her eyes, shook her head, and looked at Ye Mohan in disbelief.

She staggered and retreated backwards, pointing a sword between her eyebrows, "My wife, how can you let you blaspheme?"

"Yun Girl, I am Yun Girl..."

Feng Yun shook her head wildly, her heart was pricked by Ye Mohan's words. She couldn't believe that the Sword Emperor was the emperor of the Nine Continents Holy Realm, and she didn't even know who Yun Nu was. The 90,000 years she had been waiting for the 90,000 years she was like a joke for the first time. In the past, every night she had sweated and bloody struggled and turned into a hole for water.

The Nine Dragon Sword Blade penetrated into her skull cavity, and blood flowed out along the middle of her eyebrows. The eyes that did not belong to her fell out of the socket. She was still shouting: "I am, Yunmiao..."
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