Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

With the assistance of the Huanhun Pill, it was much easier for Yi Huang to mend Zhao Fushuang's eight meridians.

On the sixth day, the cracks in Zhao Fushuang's body had basically healed.

However, her heart still didn't beat, and her sea of ​​consciousness didn't fluctuate in the slightest.

When Yukun watched Yi Huang's cultivation still kept burning and tried to clear the veins in her whole body, she couldn't bear her temper again: "I said that you have done your best, and it will be futile if you continue to consume like this, she is not dead You're exhausted first."

Yi Huang was unmoved, and his eyebrows never moved.

Just half an hour before the seventh day, Yi Huang could no longer hold his own.

When he opened his eyes, they were already red.

Intellectually, with half an hour left, he still has a chance to let her go!
But, in fact, his body didn't seem to be under the control of his will, and he insisted on keeping her behind!
Yukun also saw his struggle, "The dead cannot be brought back to life, what are you struggling for?"

Yes.

What is he struggling with?
All he knew was that Zhao Fu must not be allowed to die!

This idea came from him, and it seemed to be driven by something to come up with this idea!

He even clearly knew that he was not a very kind person, and he didn't have a deep friendship with Zhao Fushuang, so why did he have such an obsession?
The moment his mind came back, he thought in a trance, "It was I who asked her to pick the Sun Moon Pearl, so she was attacked, and I must save her!!"

Yukun said foolishly, "I don't know what happened to you guys. Obviously, even if you want to change your life, it won't work. Let her go. Don't miss others, but also yourself."

"She stays in this world without birth or death. She will never live and never die. She is just bearing her sins. You are not saving people, you are harming her!"

After a long time, Yi Huang's voice was extremely hoarse: "Okay, let her go!"

Yi Huang answered in this way, Yukun breathed a sigh of relief, and the next moment, seeing the mana flowing between Yi Huang's palms became more and more violent, his hand slowly landed on top of Zhao Fushuang's head.

Yukun's pupils shrank: "What are you going to do?"

"Mie Hun!" Yi Huang's voice was very calm.

The so-called extermination of the soul is to directly take her sea of ​​consciousness and wipe her sea of ​​consciousness away!
During this process, if she still has a chance of being alive, she will definitely make an instinctive resistance, thereby stimulating the sea of ​​consciousness to return to normal functions.

If there is no response, it is equivalent to him ending her life with his own hands.

Yukun: "."

Although this is a method, Soul Extermination is a means of attack. People's sea of ​​consciousness is different in strength and weakness, and it is not easy to grasp the severity. Even if she is activated, she is very likely to become a fool!
Seeing Yi Huang who was desperate, Yukun took back the words that came to his mouth.

Not to mention that it is impossible to live after seven days of death, even if you live, you are probably a fool.

A fool is a fool, anyway, if you smash Yi Huang's hands, you won't be able to hit him!

Yukun sized up Zhao Fushuang. At this moment, Zhao Fushuang had been mended to look like a human being. She had exquisite facial features, and she was so beautiful, even better than the girls on Mayfly Mountain.

However, no matter how good-looking she is, he still doesn't believe that she can be the hard-hearted wife of Yi Huang.

If there is no other factor in this, he ate himself.

However, it is a pity that such a beauty is about to perish.

Yukun rattled the chain, ready to take back the chain after Yi Huang killed the man.

But at this moment, the emerald green bed curtain suddenly rose without wind, and then, Yi Huang, who was sitting behind Zhao Fu's double, suddenly let out a muffled snort.

The mana in his palm dissipated, his face turned pale in an instant, and he fell unconscious on the bed.

It all came too fast.

Yukun was stunned.

"What the hell?!"

He is a quasi-immortal with 94 divine plants filling his body, standing here.

How could someone kill someone in front of him? !

This is absolutely impossible!

Yukun probed for Yi Huang's veins.

The person was alive, but his consciousness was attacked, which caused the sea of ​​consciousness to become disordered. In addition, Yi Huang had already exhausted his energy and overdrawn his mental power in order to save people, so he passed out in a coma.

Sea of ​​Consciousness under attack?
isn't it?
Yukun cursed again, "Damn it, I couldn't kill a dead person, but I was attacked instead."

"This way, Tie Xin won't be turned into a fool, right?!"

Then this fool really hit him in the hand!

However, not to mention Yi Huang's [-]-year transformation, his spiritual consciousness is not what it used to be, even when he was a bamboo, the power of his spiritual consciousness is unmatched by anyone.

At this moment, he was knocked unconscious by a dead man's counter attack?
How much spiritual consciousness does this require?
Yukun looked towards Zhao Fushuang again.

Sure enough, there was a little fluctuation in the sea of ​​consciousness, but it was not too strong.

In other words, this person is alive?
If Yi Huang is stupid, she really did it!
Can attack Yi Huang's sea of ​​consciousness, so what kind of species is this woman? !

Yi Huang slept for a day and a night.

No matter how chaotic the sea of ​​consciousness was when he woke up, it was not as unacceptable as the scene in front of him.

He actually shared the bed with Zhao Fushuang!
The two of them were covered with the same quilt, and the cushions under them were indeed soft and comfortable. Zhao Fu, who was beside him, was pressed against his shoulders, and their black hair was entangled, making them ambiguous.

His eyes fell on the entangled hair of the two, and Yi Huang couldn't tell what emotion he was in.

There is still a chance to get entangled together, which shows that his efforts were not in vain. After a husband and wife, she finally did not perish because of his wrong decision.

It's just that the more you want to be clear, the more muddy you become.

Zhao Jiuyue was right.

Maybe some things are meant to be.

Can't force it!

Yi Huang sat up stiffly, and because Zhao Fu's shoulders were exposed by pulling the quilt, he relaxed his movements again.

She was still wearing the bloody pink shirt.

His face was still pale, his lips were almost colorless, and when he closed his eyes, he seemed to put away all his fangs, cute and fragile.

This is really not suitable for the lively Zhao Fushuang.

He hesitated and reached out to touch her wrist.

Although the sea of ​​consciousness fluctuated slightly, it was not strong.

You are alive, but it is hard to know when you will wake up.

Although her internal organs and even the tendons of her whole body have been repaired, they are still too fragile to withstand the impact of her dantian's mana.
Yukun sealed her dantian and imprisoned her mana, so what he was most worried about did not happen.

Yukun was alone at the desk, holding a white chess piece in one hand and a black chess piece in the other, playing chess with himself, and Yi Huang came out when the fifth piece fell.

Yukun teased, "The soft jade is warm and fragrant in your arms, don't you want to sleep more?"

"Nonsense." Yi Huang came over after changing his clothes with a sullen face.

"Why are you messing around? Husband and wife don't sleep together, so I'll separate them for you?" Yukun glanced at Yi Huang vaguely, "Besides, from waking up to coming out, you spent five sons' time, and the body purification technique was given to the girl. Came here twice, isn’t it very nostalgic?”

Yi Huang sat on the side of the desk with a blank expression before speaking: "She and I are not husband and wife."

"Oh, that's a pity." Yukun's eyes were fixed on the chessboard, and his voice was full of ridicule: "You have to change one life to save others, and you haven't slept yet."