When Emperor Ye Tian heard Zhao Wushuang’s description, his heart seemed to have a crack.

His daughter, with such a thin body, had to accommodate the dangerous original energy.

It is Zhongzhou, family and country, and great righteousness.

"good!"

The lady's eyes were red, she endured the pain in her heart and said loudly: "This is the master of the hundred ghosts who are the best in all directions. Ye Chuyue, please do not let it go!"

She didn't mention Ye Gong every word, nor did she say she was her granddaughter, because she knew how dangerous this battle was. What a life-and-death way it would be. Ye Gong didn't dare to put gold on her face.

"Little guy, don't die."

Mu Fengming squatted down and held Chu Yue's hand: "Don't die, live well, I, Mu Fengming's people, can't just die like this. Your martial arts path shouldn't be stopped here, this world

, You still need you. You can't die, you can't! It's just the original energy. My aunt will swallow you up. If there is any disaster, I will come to me, Mu Fengming. My aunt will never let you have any trouble."

“Gurgling.”

Fresh and sticky blood flowed out of Chu Yue's mouth.

A large amount of blood sank into the chin and neck, flowing down constantly.

Chu Yue collapsed on the throne, surrounded by relatives and friends.

The thorns growing in the mountains can also enjoy the goodness of your family in the greenhouse.

In short, Ye Chuyue has been a human being for two lifetimes, and it is worth it!

Her bright red lips curled up a beautiful curve, but her chest trembled violently and blood flowed back from her throat.

Chu Yue stubbornly wanted to swallow the blood back, but she couldn't resist too much blood, and finally she was choked and vomited.

"Cough, cough cough cough..."

She coughed violently and felt particularly weak.

The God of War, who is now a dying person with a strong steel bar and iron bone, is now like a terminally ill person. He has no other power as a fighting hero, and only the regret of dying and dying.

Regrets cannot live for a hundred years and be filial to the elders.

You cannot hold your hand and grow old together with you.

We cannot see our son find our lover in this world where flowers and moons are full, nor can we see the merger of the five continents to achieve true national peace and stability.

Although it is worth it, but it is...

I feel unwilling to accept it!

Chu Yue endured the pain and smiled with a smile on her lips.

"Stop laughing, don't laugh, it's so ugly." Ye Wuxie knelt on one knee and said tremblingly.

"Very...good...good..." Chu Yue said.

Ye Wuxie gently stroked Chu Yue's face, tears gushed out, and said warmly: "Good... Xiaoyue is the best."

Chu Yue grinned.

Mu Qinghuang almost fainted.

"Little Yezi..." Xuanyuan Xiu was in pain.

Tuobazhi, Xiao Li, Bu Hairou and others were even more panicked.

The people and ghosts all over the city are covered with sad eyebrows.

Their mood was closely connected with the woman named Ye Chuyue.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Subjects knelt down one by one.

One by one, a series of sounds sounded in the blooming flowers all over the city.

"I wish my ghost master peace every year."

"I wish to fall into the ghost world forever and be doomed forever. I just hope that Lord Ghost can be safe and worry-free."

“…”

The prayers of blessings come one after another.

The people and ghosts kneeling on the ground are so pious.

At least now, those who believe in the sayings of gods and Buddhas, and those who do not believe in gods and Buddhas, are looking forward to the heavens opening their eyes and giving her another miracle.

"Ah, ah..."

The hoarse crying sounded like the roar of a wild beast.

Everyone looked at a ground.

But the giant ghost with bones all over his wounds was slumped on the ground, crying like a child, and half-clenched his fists while rubbing his eyes.

Tears flowed out, as if there was a special rain.

After the victory, the city was covered with sadness and no rainbow light was seen, all of which were covered with sadness.

There was a "click" sound.

The osmanthus cake wrapped in lotus leaves fell out of Ye Wuxie's arms.

Ye Wuxie picked up the osmanthus cake with his trembling hands, wiped his tears, and said, "Xiaoyue, look, I will bring you the osmanthus cake you like to eat. You haven't eaten it yet. Can you take a bite?

?”

Chu Yue was in a daze, drowsy, and her consciousness and vision were in a painful dizzy state.

She heard many people calling herself, but couldn't hear what she was saying.

She also knew that she had relatives by her side and wanted to soothe her sad relatives and friends, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

Whenever she wanted to concentrate heavily on hearing clearly, the original energy would become countless silver needles, stabbing her soul, and in pain, people with iron will like her would collapse several times.

Ye Wuxie opened the lotus leaf bag, took out the osmanthus cake, and pulled the sleeve to wipe the blood from Chu Yue's mouth.

But as soon as the blood was wiped clean, new blood gushed out of the throat, and it couldn't be wiped clean, but Ye Wuxie's hands were shaking more and more.

Tears filled his eyes and could no longer hold it down on the blood stains on Chu Yue’s jaw, and was wiped off by Ye Wuxie with his sleeve.

Chu Yue vomited new blood in a blink of an eye.

Ye Wuxie was so painful that his throat couldn't speak. He carefully picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and fed it to Chu Yue.

The osmanthus cake melted in the mouth, and then it touched Chu Yue's lips and teeth, and turned into a warm air flow and flowed into the martial body from the throat.

Ye Wuxie was stunned for a moment, and looked at the family around him, and found something was wrong.

"This osmanthus cake..."

The lady said, "There is hope! After Xiaoyue ate the osmanthus cake, her blood spitting slowed down. Wuxie, fast, hurry up, continue to feed the osmanthus cake to Xiaoyue, so you can't delay it."

Ye Wuxie knew the seriousness of the matter and fed the second osmanthus cake with his trembling hands.

Then, he fed all the osmanthus cakes inside the lotus leaves to Chu Yue.

Chu Yueqi has had osmanthus cake and has no more vomiting blood.

"let me see."

Mrs. Mu forced herself to hold her body and took Chu Yue's pulse again, her eyes lit up: "It's stable, it's stable. Who gave this osmanthus cake? It can curb the original energy, just... it's just..."

"Just what?" asked the old man.

The old lady gritted her teeth, turned her head and looked elsewhere, and said weakly: "Although the original energy has been curbed, it is blocked in Xiao Chu's tendons and veins and acupoints, which means... Xiao Chu will never be able to do anything again in his life.

Continue to practice martial arts... She will stay in the state of Ba Duan Wuzong forever..."

For family members, the safety and health of children are more important than anything else.

But each of them understands Chu Yue.

Knowing that Chu Yue is unwilling to be in a corner, she has ambitions, her blood is hot for martial arts, and the sword in her hand fights for justice.

She has a group of comrades who are interested in life and death, and will write a stunning history in this era.

If she cannot practice, it will be a huge difficulty for her!

"Just live, just live..."

The old man sighed in a low voice.

After sighing, he turned his head and quietly wiped away his tears.

"What's the best martial arts? It's better not to practice it." Mu Fengming said: "We don't want to go."

Tu Weiwei was relieved when she saw Chu Yue who no longer vomited blood. When she heard Mrs. Mu and the old uncle's conversation, her eyes flashed.

If she remembers correctly, the junior sister is a fellow practitioner of magic martial arts.

If you cannot practice martial arts, you still have the talent of demons, which is enough to amazed the world and become the master of the Five Lands!


Chapter completed!