Remnant King and Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Xiyue suddenly felt a suffocation hit, and the tingling pain in her neck made her rosy face turn pale instantly, and she was forced to look up.

Seeing that Xiyue was powerless, Lingzhu laughed happily.

"Murong Xiyue, why are you a Nuwa? You are useless and useless. Why don't you give me your body, I will be of great use."

"Look, if I pinch you lightly like this, you're going to die, aren't you?"

……

Xiyue silently looked at the Lingzhu, breathing desperately, and gradually, when the air in her chest was exhausted, her vision gradually became blurred.

Looking at the gloomy flash in tomorrow's eyes behind tomorrow, murderous aura rushed over, covering the sky and covering the sky, and when he was about to strike back the Lingzhu, Xiyue didn't know what message he sent to tomorrow, and tomorrow frowned, fists clenched, But gradually calmed down.

It's just that the eyes are full of heartache.

Xier,

She still wanted to let Lingzhu wake up by herself, but this Lingzhu could really understand the reason behind it.

——One prospers all prospers, one declines all declines.

Her breathing became more and more short, and even Xiyue felt that she couldn't breathe at all. The breath of death seemed to pour into her nostrils. She felt more and more painful and pale.

……

Di Shangxie looted not far from the Lingzhu, and a purple spiritual power burst out from his palm, gradually approaching the Lingzhu.

this blow,

Lingzhu will definitely hurt the body and spirit.

He didn't expect that this Lingzhu would be so bold, daring to hurt Xiyue in front of him, and trying to replace Xiyue.

in his heart,

In this world, there is no one who can replace Murong Xiyue, not even her Lingzhu, even if she takes her away.

"what--"

Lingzhu suddenly screamed, clutching her chest and collapsed, then stretched out to her own neck, rubbing and stroking desperately, opened her mouth, panted heavily, and suddenly raised her head in shock, Looking at Xiyue bitterly.

"Murong Xiyue, what did you do to me?"

—— Xiyue staggered, her face was pale, but wisdom flashed in her eyes.

Bow your head,

Youyou looked at Lingzhu who was also out of breath, getting more and more uncomfortable, and even her body was starting to be empty, she pursed her lips and smiled, walked in front of her, and Xiyue squatted down.

"You should know by now that you can't kill me."

"If I don't exist, what's the point of your existence?"

Dasheng feared in Lingzhu's eyes, looked up at Xiyue dully, gritted his teeth with hatred, tears flowed out continuously, punched the ground, and screamed angrily.

The spiritual power in Shangxie's hand disappeared, and tomorrow's face immediately returned to normal. Looking at the faint red mark on Xiyue's neck, he hurriedly pushed the wheelchair over, his eyes were full of distress, and he fed Xiyue the elixir , and cast a spell to heal the marks on her neck.

After a while,

Xiyue's body returned to its original state, and she felt that the air in her chest was full of fresh air, her whole body was thoroughly penetrated, and she was very comfortable.

The Lingzhu on the ground also got better and better because of Xiyue's recovery.

It's just that the hatred in the eyes became more and more serious. In a flash, Lingzhu stumbled up and suddenly fell to her knees in front of Xiyue with a plop.

"I am willing to go back, I am willing to return to my original position, and help you restore your true body—"

finished,

His eyes flashed strangely.