Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

He, Di Wuchen, has been willingly serving the Lord God without complaint, why?

It's nothing more than to save the life of the woman I love the most!

But now, in order to protect himself, the lord actually performed the surgery on Xuelian, which clearly exceeded his tolerance!

"Wu Shi, let her go! Come at me for anything! I'll go to the God Realm with you!"

In desperation, Ling Luo called out.

For me, Xuelian is the best girlfriend, and also the benefactor who has saved me time and time again.

At this time, she shouldn't suffer for herself.

Xue Lian was captured by the main god, unable to breathe because of the pain, with faint twilight floating in the corners of her eyes, she gently shook her head at Ling Luo.

Her blood-red lips moved slightly, and she wanted to say something, but in the end, she still couldn't make a sound, but she could vaguely see that it was a "no" mouth shape.

"Quickly tell me, what did Xuanyuan Yu get into my body?! And that purple-eyed boy, why did he know about my death?!"

Compared with taking Ling Luo to the God Realm, the current main god pays more attention to these things that endanger his name.

He thought himself invincible.

Now that the enemy has mastered two weaknesses at the same time, how can he feel at ease?

"I won't tell you."

Ling Luo looked at him coldly, biting her mouth tightly.

"If you don't tell me, I'll break her neck!" A bloodthirsty and violent edge flashed across the blue eyes of Emperor Wushi, and the strength in his hands increased.

"do not want!"

Di Wuchen exclaimed.

At this moment, an unexpected scene happened.

Behind Di Wuchen, nine tails danced wildly in the air suddenly appeared, the strongest one of them smashed heavily towards the back of the head of Lord Wushi.

"Bang" with a loud noise.

Deafening.

People mistakenly think that the back of the main god's head and Di Wuchen's tail are both made of steel and iron bones.

However, it can also be seen how ruthless this blow was.

Wushi never expected that at the critical moment, it was his most trusted subordinate who stabbed him in the back, and came with such a hammer.

A huge lump bulged from the back of Wushi's head, his mind was buzzing, he was dizzy, and passed out.

And the snow lotus that was restrained by Wushi was also instantly free, and she fell down limply, clutching her throat, coughing continuously, and greedily breathing in the fresh air.

"Snow lotus!"

"Night Spirit!"

Di Wuchen and Ling Luo rushed forward at the same time, and helped the woman with dark red eyes whose pupils had slackened to her feet.

"Xiao Luo, Wuchen—"

A layer of tears floated from the corners of Xue Lian's eyes, which were about to drip down, and the corners of her lips curled up in a joyful and sad arc.

She grabbed Di Wuchen's sleeves, looked at him excitedly, and murmured: "I knew it, I knew it..."

I knew that at a critical moment, you would definitely not choose the main god, but me.

I have always believed in this, and you really did it.

For Xuelian, everything is worth it.

Xue Lian was taken care of by Emperor Wuchen, and Ling Luo's eyes turned to Wushi who had fainted on the ground and was covered in blood. Her beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, and a dark color flashed across her face.

She raised her hand slowly, and in the palm of her hand, there was still a small half jar of the blood of the gods and demons, aiming at the two fingers inward of the fifth rib on the left chest of the main god.