Lan Yue's face was cold and her white clothes flew.

Her face turned pale slightly when she activated the origin of thunder. Unexpectedly, the influence of this demonic energy was so great that Wuwangpan was still trapped when she was around her.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time!

Lan Yue flew up and rushed forward with the raging purple lightning.

Just then, a clear voice sounded on her left, "Master!"

Lan Yue's eyes narrowed, and Xiao Jingyao flew towards her in the darkness. His face was calm but a hint of joy and peace of mind were faintly revealed.

Lan Yue's face changed slightly. Unexpectedly, the power of this illusion array was so powerful. Even if she had activated the origin of thunder, the illusion still existed.

Thinking of this, Lan Yue's expression became completely cold. It seemed that blindly avoiding it would not solve the problem.

That's the case...

Lan Yue waved his right hand and held the thunder sword in his hand again.

The moment he saw Lan Yue, Xiao Jingyao's hanging heart finally let go. A hint of joy surged in his heart and walked towards Lan Yue lightly.

However, when he saw Lan Yue roaring with the thunder sword in his hand, his face suddenly changed.

"Boy, it's murderous intent! Oh my God! Lan Yue is going to kill her husband!"

His head screamed, his eyes glared to the extreme.

Xiao Jingyao's heart trembled. He never thought that Lan Yue would hold a sword to him today.

"division……"

Xiao Jingyao's lips were stammering, his heart was in chaos, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Seeing Xiao Jingyao standing there in a daze, the head that was originally the most inconsistent with him suddenly became anxious. It screamed: "You boy, resist quickly, do you want to die!"

die……

Xiao Jingyao was stunned for a moment, suddenly sneered, and suddenly a trace of extreme intention to die was emitted from his whole body.

It's good to die, but he doesn't have any meaning to live.

"You! You're crazy!" He roared angrily and was about to rush out of the spirit beast bag, but Xiao Jingyao raised his hand and pinched the bag.

No one can disturb him. He must see if Lan Yue will kill him.

If...Lan Yue couldn't tolerate him...

Then let it go in this life...

Xiao Jingyao looked up calmly and looked at Lan Yue, who was covered with purple, and his heart felt as if he was dead.

Lan Yue rushed over, she was waiting for Xiao Jingyao to attack her.

But until the Thunder Sword was about to pierce his chest, Xiao Jingyao still didn't move.

Lan Yue looked up at his face in confusion, and unexpectedly bumped into the deep and bottomless look.

What kind of despair and sorrow was that, just a glance, made her whole heart tangle.

Lan Yue's heart trembled, and the devil shouted, "Yaoer..."

Xiao Jingyao suddenly raised his head, and a trace of light seemed to be injected into his originally dark eyes, and a trace of luxury suddenly appeared on his gray face.

Yes, maybe, she is reluctant to kill him.

“Master…”

Xiao Jingyao shouted in a low voice, his voice trembling slightly, humble and attached.

Lan Yue was shocked all over. The tip of the sword that had stabbed Xiao Jingyao in his chest suddenly hid to the side, but it inevitably cut his shoulder.

The warmth of blood fell on the back of Lan Yue's hand, which made her tremble and the Thunder Sword fell to the ground in an instant.

Xiao Jingyao smiled sadly, and the white robe on his shoulder instantly turned blood red.

"Yaoer..."

Lan Yue rushed to him with a trembling voice, covered his right hand with his shoulder, and thick spiritual energy poured into his body.

"Yao'er, I'm sorry, I don't know it's you!"

A hint of eagerness flashed across Lan Yue's face, and she tried hard to explain to Xiao Jingyao.

Xiao Jingyao stared at Lan Yue deeply, and the light in his eyes was so gentle that it could drown people.

"Master, you said, should I die if someone like me?"

Xiao Jingyao's voice was as soft as a feather, but it hit Lan Yue's heart hard.

She thrust in her chest in an unknown way, and shook her head in panic, "No, I think you are an illusion."

"Does the master want me to be alive?" Xiao Jingyao smiled, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

Lan Yue nodded without hesitation, softened her voice, and said seriously: "Living, Yao'er will always be alive, okay?"

After hearing this, Xiao Jingyao finally smiled relieved.

He stretched his long arms and hugged Lan Yue in his arms.

Lan Yue was shocked and a strange feeling appeared in her heart. She wanted to push Xiao Jingyao away, but suddenly she heard him begging in her ear:

"Master, I feel so painful... In the future, don't point the tip of the sword at me, okay?"

A warm breath sprayed behind her ears. When she heard Xiao Jingyao's humble tone, Lan Yue's nose felt sour and she almost burst into tears.

She took a deep breath, drove away the wetness in her eyes, and responded quietly, "Okay..."

Xiao Jingyao nodded with peace of mind, and finally had a sincere smile on his face.

"Yao'er, let me see your injuries."

Lan Yue patted his back gently and said gently.

Xiao Jingyao nodded and slightly widened the distance between him and Lan Yue.

Lan Yue looked at the wound on Xiao Jingyao's shoulder carefully, and a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.

The thunder sword was so sharp that it was very clear that even though she had just stopped eight points of power, it still deeply cut through Xiao Jingyao's shoulder.

At this time, Xiao Jingyao seemed to feel the pain, and his eyes were staring at the piece on Lan Yue's shoulders stained with his blood.

His despicable and dirty blood defiled Lan Yue's white clothes, and this scene made him feel throbbed inexplicably.

"Yao'er, the wound is too deep. I'll give you medicine for your teacher."

Lan Yue said as she took out a small bottle from the storage bag, which was the fourth-grade genus Pill that Qinghe gave her last time.

Lan Yue gave him medicine?

Xiao Jingyao's eyes lit up slightly, and the negative emotions just now gradually dissipated. He nodded slowly, and a trace of expectation flashed through his heart.

"good……"

Lan Yue didn't think much about it. There was nothing to be ashamed of the wound in front of her.

"Take off your shirt... Forget it, the clothes are torn anyway, so don't want them."

Lan Yue exerted a little force on her hand, and the clothes on Xiao Jingyao's shoulders were torn open, revealing a ferocious wound.

When Lan Yue saw this deep bone-sighted wound, a trace of self-blame flashed in her eyes.

Xiao Jingyao felt a slight coolness on his shoulders. Soon, a pair of warm hands gently stroked him. His whole body trembled slightly, and his ears suddenly became a layer of pink.

Lan Yue found that Xiao Jingyao's whole body was trembling, and his hands were slowed down, and he asked hurriedly: "Yaoer, have you been hurt by your teacher?"

After hearing this, Xiao Jingyao's face suddenly turned red, and pink clouds suddenly spread from his cheeks to his neck.

He turned his head suddenly and stuttered: "No...no..."

"Then you can bear it and you will be fine soon."

Lan Yue said gently, and directly crushed two muscle-growing pills on her hands, sprinkling evenly on Xiao Jingyao's wound.

Xiao Jingyao felt the wound cool slightly, and he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Lan Yue with a focused look on his face.

Her long eyelashes were slightly curled, her skin was as beautiful as jade, and the scattered strands of black hair made her look gentle as water.

Xiao Jingyao greedily depicted Lan Yue's appearance with his eyes, and finally landed on the condensed jade neck.

Seeing this, my head was so angry that I almost turned backwards.

It's still worried that it's going to die, this kid has some problems!

I was still alive just now, but now I am distracted and my heart is rippling!
Chapter completed!