The girl in the coffin: Feng Jue Tianxia

Chapter 1118 Sober (1)

"No need!" Xuanyuanxuan immediately grabbed Feng Ye's wrist, and said in a deep voice, "Don't call him here again. Although he is very skilled in medicine, didn't he find out that the prince has lost his memory? You are also looking for him. To no avail."

"Then..." Feng Ye turned around hesitantly, her eyes showed worry, and her words became awkward, as if there was something unspeakable hidden.

"Okay! The crown prince is fine now, you can go down!" Xuanyuanxuan's complexion gradually improved, and the headache also gradually subsided, and the scene just like playing a movie disappeared in a flash.

My heart is no longer as flustered as it was before, and I feel as if I have lost something, and now it has become calm.

It seems that none of this has ever happened.

"The subordinate will leave!" Feng Ye looked worriedly at Xuanyuanxuan who was sitting on the edge of the bed, hesitated for a moment, and finally said.

"En!" Xuanyuanxuan nodded, looking a little tired.

Could it be that he hasn't had a good rest recently, which caused him to feel depressed and happy again.

Xuanyuanxuan's sexy lips evoked a wry smile, since when did he become so indecisive that he couldn't even control his temperament?

But from time to time, a sense of worry popped up in her heart, wondering what was going on with her in Lanyou country?

The night is deeper, and everything is silent.

Only the cold wind passing through the treetops makes a sound that has not changed for thousands of years.

The night before dawn is the darkest, the sky is as low as black silk, the bright moonlight is gradually covered by white light, and the earth is plunged into darkness.

But there is a place that is brightly lit in the dark night like thick ink.

What is even more shining is that in a room with yellowish candlelight, the light is as bright as day.

There was a man and a woman on the bed. Their clothes were intact and their black hair was flying. Both of them were shrouded in layers of white light, shining like two flawless pearls.

Hunying stood by the side all the time, watching the white light emerge from the demon king's hand, and spread to Huangpu Nuoxi.

Again and again, one after another, just like this back and forth, I don't know how many times I have done it.

The devil's black hair, like ink, receded inch by inch, and was dyed with layers of white.

Like the sharpest silver light in the world, she could barely open her eyes.

Looking at such a scene, Hunying's eyes gradually lost focus, but her heart ached more and more.

When she said all the solutions to solve the master, the devil did not say a word.

Just carrying the unconscious master to this slightly dilapidated but very warm hut.

Regardless of his already seriously injured body, he insisted on injecting magic power into his master.

Hunying stared intently at the expression of the Demon Lord, he was being enveloped by layers of white light at this moment.Even if he is wearing black which is completely opposite to the white light, it is as if he is wearing a white robe at this moment, like a banished immortal.Thousands of white threads are like silver needles, which are even more dazzling in the shroud of white light, like the white snow in the sky, reflecting white light under the sun.

Hunying couldn't bear it any longer, a teardrop that was as clear and bright as dew slowly slid down her delicate but pale face, she shouted coldly: "Enough! Enough! The master is already out of danger. Infuse her with magic?"

Did he know that if he continued to inject like this, he might become an ordinary person.

The white light gradually receded, Xuanyuan Che smiled faintly, "So what if I lose all my magic power for her? What's the matter with becoming an ordinary person?"

He regrets it!

(End of this chapter)