Queen is reborn

Chapter 304 Struggles [2]

Qianmo Qingcheng directly ignored the two people's malicious intentions, and only focused on how to save Luo Xue's life.

Rescuing people is the reason they came this time, time is running out, Grandpa Bai got up, walked to the bed, and began to teach Xue Linger how to release the power of snow to fully exert the effect of the jade flower.

Xue Ling'er is an intelligent child, and the power of snow itself is the power in her body, so she can learn it as soon as she is taught.

Qianmo Qingcheng's full attention is on Luo Xue, without blinking her eyes, for fear that if she blinks, Luo Xue will be in danger.

Xue Ling'er sacrificed the jade flower into the air with spiritual power.

The treasure in the world is really rare.

Red and green auras flowed outward along the petals of the Jasper Jade Flower.

Xue Ling'er's small body was in front of the bed, holding the formula, her eyes were closed, and she concentrated on releasing the power of snow.

The jade flower sacrifice was on Yun Luoxue's chest.

The white light danced, bit by bit, like snowflakes overflowing from Xue Ling'er's fingertips, forming a silver-white stream in the air, and entering the purple flower heart of the Jasper Jade Flower.

The Jade Blood Jade Flower, which was motionless in mid-air, began to spin instantly, causing the six-colored petals to also receive the power of snow from Xue Ling'er.

Time goes by, like a stream, passing away silently.

Xue Ling'er's complexion gradually turned pale. She was still young, and releasing the power of snow was extremely exhausting of her mind and spiritual power, so she had a strange complexion, which was inevitable.

Qianmo Qingcheng's eyes sank slightly, worried about Luo Xue, but also about Xue Ling'er.

The white light emitted from the fingertips became weaker and weaker until it finally turned transparent, and the Jade Blood Jade Flowers spinning in the air gradually stopped.

Xue Ling'er opened her watery eyes, bit her lips slightly, and tried not to let her body pass out due to the overdrawn spiritual energy.

Taking a deep breath, Xue Ling'er gathered all her strength and poured a last ray of light on the Jade Flower.

Like a meteor chasing the moon, flying in the air, pouring into the Jade Flower.

The flowers gradually moved downward, gradually approaching Yun Luoxue's heart.

A red light flashed in the air, and the Jade Blood Jade Flower finally turned into a stream of red light, entering Luo Xue's body at the heart.

His originally pale face gradually turned bloody, and his weak breathing gradually became clear.

The Jade Blood Jade Flower is the most precious flower among flowers, and when its effects are fully exerted, one can imagine how good the effect will be.

Qianmo Qingcheng felt as if a heavy stone was hanging from his heart, and seeing Luo Xue's breathing gradually returning to normal, and finally relaxing all over his body, nothing worried him more than this.

"All right."

Xue Ling'er said weakly, her head fell, and she passed out.

If the body has overdrawn such a large amount of aura, it is inevitable that it will become unconscious.

Qianmo Qingcheng caught it quickly, frowning slightly.

Grandpa Bai didn't look nervous at all, Xue Linger's situation was already in his expectation.

After taking Xue Linger from Qianmo Qingcheng, Grandpa Bai took a look at his injuries, "Qianmo Qingcheng, Linger is fine. Yun Luoxue will wake up after resting for a while. It is your injury, if you don't want to be disabled , then go ahead and heal.”

As early as on the way back, Qianmo Qingcheng told Grandpa Bai Luo Xue's name.

Qianmo Qingcheng glanced at the person on the bed, and a soft look flowed in her cold eyes.

He called Shen Yu and sent Grandpa Bai and Xue Ling'er to the next room to rest.

And let Xiaobao guard Yun Luoxue in front of the bed.

He then went to his room to heal his wounds.

In the room, a sandalwood incense was burning on the jade table, and the smoke was lingering, like a layer of tulle lingering in the air, showing a clear and hazy feeling.

Qianmo Qingcheng sat on a chair in the room, lifted up her skirt, looked at her feet, there were stab wounds on his legs, like scars, lined up on his legs.

At this time, it was almost noon.

(End of this chapter)