1487. Two lives?

Xuezhao almost couldn't believe her eyes because she found that her master had come back to life.

Although there was still the sword on his body and the blood was flowing from the wound, Chu Yun's originally closed eyes were truly opened.

It seemed as if it was revived, and the cold body was once again filled with warmth.

"Master, are you not dead?"

"Woooooooooooooo~"

"Master, I'm sorry, it's all Xue'er's fault. Xue'er deserves death..."

Seeing Chu Yun getting alive and dead, Xuezhao could no longer control her emotions and threw herself into Chu Yun's arms again, almost holding the boy in front of her with her life.

She buried her pretty face hard in Chu Yun's arms, wishing she could rub her life into Chu Yun's body.

Only when he was truly lost did Xuezhao finally realize what position this young man occupies in his heart.

Xuezhao's pair of lotus arms tightly wrapped around Chu Yun's neck, and her delicate body sank into Chu Yun's arms, feeling his body temperature greedily and sucking the smell of Chu Yun's body.

The joy of losing and regaining makes Xue Zhao almost unable to control herself.

The woman's mood in front of her is no longer described in words.

She just crawled into Chu Yun's arms and shed tears, crying like a child who did something wrong.

But she was happy.

Her master is not dead, and his master is still alive. It's really great.

Although Chu Yun was awake at this time, his face was still pale. It was obvious that although Xue Zhao's sword failed to take his life, it caused quite a lot of injuries to Chu Yun.

However, when Chu Yun felt so sad and so guilty when he saw Xue'er crying, he felt unbearable. He stretched out his hand and reached his bloody fingers on Xue Zhao's pretty face, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Xue'er, stop crying. It's not good-looking at first, and it's even worse when you cry."

Chu Yun smiled weakly, Xuezhao poked her pretty face out of Chu Yun's arms, looked at her master with tears and smiles, and nodded in a low voice. Then the next moment, in the shocking eyes of everyone again, she pushed Chu Yun to the ground. The pink and red lips were printed on Chu Yun again in panic.

"Master, you have to respond to Xueer this time..."

Xue Zhao murmured in her heart, and her pink tongue immediately pried open Chu Yun's defense line and was closely entangled with the corners of his master's lips.

"This...this..."

"How is this possible?"

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, when everyone saw that Chu Yun, who was originally killed by Xue Zhao, came back to life, they were stunned and their eyes were full of disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

"Chu Yun was pierced through his heart, and even a powerful man in the heavenly level would definitely die. How could he not die!"

"Absolutely impossible!" Forrest Gumpluo growled with blood red eyes.

He was going crazy.

They tried every means to make the Demon King Chu die, but they all failed in the end. This sense of frustration made Forrest Gumpluo feel anger almost crazy.

But Forrest Gumpra is not the angryest person now, the angry person is Aokigawa.

When they saw their Japanese gods committing love for Chu Yun, Aokichuan felt depressed. Later, Chu Yun was still alive, which made Aokichuan even more angry. What made Aokichuan even more unacceptable was that after Chu Yun came back to life, their Japanese gods actually pushed Chu Yun down in front of the strong people in the world regardless of their image, and once again asked for a kiss.

"You are my God of the Ri Kingdom!"

"You are the faith of our Japanese country!"

"How can you ignore your power?"

Aokichuan knelt down and bowed to the ground, sighed to the sky, and finally couldn't bear the anger in his heart. He vomited scarlet blood directly.

"Sword God!"

The Japanese master and powerful man shouted worriedly and quickly supported Aokigawa, who was so heartbroken at this time.

For Aokigawa, the most painful thing is that the god of his faith is blasphemed by the person he hates the most. The key is that their god of Xuezhao is willing to ask for pleasure with a look on his face.

For Aokigawa, this makes him more painful than killing him.

That's his idol!

He is the person he respects the most!

He can sacrifice his life to protect her majesty!

But he could not accept that the god of faith he admired the most actually threw himself into his arms to their public enemy of Japan.

"Xuezhao, what about you...what is your position?"

Aokigawa sighed sadly, and another mouthful of blood was spitting out. His body trembled, and he fainted at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Everyone in the Japanese country was heartbroken!

However, Xuezhao didn't care about these things at all.

Now in her eyes, she only has her master.

Chu Yun is her world!

"After...isn't dead?"

"Shouldn't it?"

The black dog, who had already left in despair, heard Chu Yun's voice halfway, and immediately returned in confusion and surprise.

He checked carefully and found that Chu Yun was not dead, but his breath was sluggish, and he was obviously seriously injured. But this made Black Dog even more suspicious.

Logically speaking, the heart of a mortal being pierced is almost bound to die. What's more, the Amaterasu Divine Art that Xuezhao used before also has the power of the domain and is even more lethal, so Chu Yun cannot survive.

But the fact is here. That guy is so nice that he was pressed under his god girlfriend and forced to kiss him.
Chapter completed!