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Chapter 566: Spirit Dove Wakes Up (1)
If I go out to meet people, can this inexplicable torture be eliminated?
Lingjiu exhaled several breaths of hot air in succession, and there was an impulse from the bottom of her heart to go out and get out quickly. The human race outside must be very fresh and interesting, and the antidote to her problem is outside.

This impulse is like a young bud, which soars wildly just as it emerges.

The idea that she had forgotten or suppressed all the time was finally about to break out of the cocoon.

She wants to go out and see.

It's just that everyone will be worried, and they must not be happy.

Lingjiu looked up at the sky.

At this time, the sky was covered with white snow, and it stood where it first came, high cliffs and frozen waterfalls.

It turned out that she had been here for more than a year, and it had already entered winter.

Most of the Yaozu don't like winter very much, and most of them will choose to hibernate in winter.

Lingjiu tilted her head and thought, should I go out while they are hibernating?
Didn't Heizi say that?All she has to do is live gracefully.

Chic is to do what you want to do, think what you think.

If she went out this time, everyone would be angry if they found out, but if she really didn't go out, she would always have a sense of regret, so she didn't want to do things that made her regret.

What's more, she has a feeling that the loneliness that torments her is terrible. She is no longer interested in many things, and what she liked before can't make her mood fluctuate now.

If it continues, won't she become an emotionless existence?If there is no emotion, is it still her?If there is no emotion, what is the fun in life?If there is no emotion, will her love for Heizi and her sense of belonging to the Yaozu disappear?

Just thinking about it made Lingjiu feel unhappy.

She doesn't want to be like that.

Lingjiu's eyes shone with determination, and the animal shadow disappeared in place in a flash, heading for the nearest barrier gate.

There was a tree demon guarding the gate of the enchantment formation, and it got lost under Lingjiu's easy illusion, and Lingjiu slammed into the gate of the enchantment formation. When his body touched the gate of the enchantment formation, the blood all over his body It burned for a moment, and Lingjiu almost thought that he would be burned out at that moment, and then he felt a heavy lethargy.

"sleepy……"

In a vast white mist.

Lingjiu murmured: "Go to sleep first."

She thought that when she woke up, she should come out.

"Your life was saved by Xiao Jiu. Before Xiao Jiu comes to take it away, no one can let you die, not even yourself." Nangong Lie said bitterly.

"Song Xueyi, give Baili Xiaojiu to me, she won't die, I will find a way to wake her up!" Qin Wei roared suppressedly.

"Since you're alive, come with me." Ye Qingya watched coldly.

"..." The flower funeral man was speechless.

"Master, calm down!"

"Yeah? Yah!"

"The imprint left by the Immortal Lord in my body has not disappeared. The Immortal Lord is not dead, but just unconscious!"

The voices of one person and one sentence echoed in the ears, giving people hope and disappointing, but it did become Song Xueyi's last straw, supporting him from an instant collapse.

The person in his arms was as pale as snow, which made him feel cold all over his body, for fear that even a higher body temperature would melt her.He fed her top grade pills one by one, but still couldn't restore her body or breath.

If it hadn't been for Feng Sitong, who was in contact with her, to mention the imprint, the national treasure would not have been too flustered, and Song Xueyi would not have been able to confirm that the person in his arms was still alive.

Jiu'er is still alive, but why doesn't she wake up?
Song Xueyi looked at the woman in her arms, hoping that she could open her eyes, but there was no breath of life, and even her body was slowly becoming stiff, showing the coldness of a dead person.

The chill froze his heart a little bit.

His life was saved by Jiu'er, but only this cripple was left behind, causing Jiu'er to fall into a coma and pay the price of physical death.

Even if each of them said that Jiu'er is not dead, he still believes that Jiu'er is not dead, but Jiu'er's body is already dead, this does not affect him as a pharmacist, what about Jiu'er's soul?Is it still in the body, or has it left him?

Song Xueyi was throbbing all over, but it was nothing compared to the tearing and coldness of his soul.

Even though he was already alive, the injuries to his body were still there, his meridians were completely destroyed and he lost too much blood and his cultivation was useless.

In this way, he is worse than ordinary people.

Everyone could see his pain. Compared with Lingjiu's pain, he was much more silent, but more depressing.

This depression makes people feel that he is a bow that has been pulled to the extreme, and that he may break himself at any time.

Lingjiu at least cried out, indicating that he had a channel to vent, but he didn't even cry.

No one thought that it was because he was not sad, but because he was sad to a certain extent and repressed to a certain extent.

"Come with me, I will find a way to cure you." Ye Qingya's words sounded again.

His indifferent tone made people feel that he didn't care about Lingjiu's life or death, Song Xueyi's pain, and only wanted to accomplish his own goals.

He is the only one here who can be so indifferent.

"Let me see who dares to take him away!?" Nangong Lie stood up with a cold face.

Ye Qingya's hand holding the sword moved slightly.

Nangong Lie looked at Song Xueyi again: "You come with me, and give Xiao Jiu to me too."

Only when Lingjiu was mentioned, Song Xueyi reacted, raised his head and glanced at Nangong Lie.

That look made everyone feel cold, and no one would doubt that even if he became a waste, he was still like a fierce beast with someone protecting his treasure, tearing apart all the creatures, whether human or otherwise, who peeped at the treasure in his arms.

"Jiu'er, I will protect you." Song Xueyi whispered.

His hand gently stroked Lingjiu's cheek.

However, the result of doing so was to stain her pale skin with blood.

Song Xueyi's pupils were constricted, but she didn't dare to wipe them hard, and she didn't dare to touch them again.

"Jiu'er, I will save you."

The gentleness in his eyes was almost crazy.

Everyone felt that Song Xueyi's state at this time was a bit inappropriate, and it's not surprising that it was inappropriate when he thought about it carefully, but he didn't look like he was crazy, his eyes, movements, and even his words didn't seem too aggressive.

"No." A muffled grunt.

Song Xueyi's mouth was bleeding again.

Everyone was startled, Nangong Lie was the first to shout: "Song Xueyi, how dare you!?"

He thought Song Xueyi was going to die for love, and most people thought so.

(End of this chapter)