Secret Agent Crazy Concubine: Miss Seven Beast Masters

Chapter 527 The End of Time [12]

The split heart finally completely split into two complete hearts, Lan Wuxin's complexion was pale.Although the energy of the two inner alchemy can maintain a huge amount of energy for a period of time to restore, it is far from enough.In the end, the heart needs to be completely injected into Dongfang Lingyun's body, and now the energy for the explosion of the two inner pills has been used up.

Lan Wuxin's sleeves were raised, and the orchid under the corner of her left eye bloomed and withered.Soaring above mid-air, wandering around like a celestial being.The wide clothes flutter and dance in the strong wind, like butterfly wings.The plain hand draws an arc, outlining two and a half moons.The cold brilliance of the red moon on the edge of the sky followed the trajectory of the arc, swarming as if absorbed.

Lan Wuxin's hand moved slowly and calmly,
The two beating hearts beside him and Dongfang Lingyun absorbed the bewitching moonlight on the red moon.

I don't know how long it took, until the sweat dripped from Lan Wuxin's forehead and temples, and the two hearts suddenly shone with dazzling light, each spurting like two chest cavities.

Dongfang Lingyun's body was hit by powerful spiritual power, and he fell backwards.

Lan Wuxin opened her red agate-like eyes, rushed down suddenly, and grabbed the woman's thin body in her arms.The world in the demon refining pot has grown green plants.Stepping on it with bare feet, the fragrance of green grass is fresh and elegant.There was something special about it, and the weirdest thing happened——the red moon in the demon refining pot slowly faded, turning into the same white as the world.

The dark clouds dissipated and the moon was bright.

Reflecting the mountains, rivers and green grass, it is really a fairyland on earth.

No one would have imagined how devastated this place used to be.Just looking at it is disgusting.

It is the polar night in the demon refining pot, there is no moon waxing and waning, let alone the sun and moon changing.There is almost no flow of time in the Demon Refining Pot, and no one here knows what kind of years it is outside. There is no calculation of the number of days, and there is no calculation of annual rings.

Lan Wuxin didn't know how long Dongfang Lingyun had been in a coma.

He just hugged Dongfang Lingyun, maintained a posture, and sat until his whole body became numb.The sky is full of clouds and clouds.It was no different from the Yunjuan Yunshu he had seen for tens of thousands of years on the top of the sky, but now, he didn't feel lonely at all.With a full heart, even a boring picture can make him smile unconsciously.

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When Dongfang Lingyun woke up, he saw this scene. The young man in purple was holding his firm chin with one hand, and wrapped his arms around her waist with the other.A layer of frost has formed on the blue hair, describing how long this posture has been maintained.

The son's skin is as moist as jade, and his slender eyelashes cover his eyelids like fans.

He appears to be asleep.

The bleeding lips are full of smiles.

It was probably a sweet dream, so I didn't want to wake up.

Dongfang Lingyun moved slightly, and Lan Wuxin suddenly woke up.Those red agate-like eyes are indescribably charming.Clearly woke up, but Lan Wuxin didn't panic.He calmly and gracefully kissed Dongfang Lingyun's forehead: "Yunyun, let's go home."

Not a thousand words.

Worth a thousand words.

Going home, just two words, after experiencing so many storms, is precious.

The corners of Dongfang Lingyun's mouth were smiling, his eyes were smiling, and his heart was also smiling. Such a genuine smile had not appeared on Dongfang Lingyun's face for a long time.

Tightly shake Lan Wuxin's hand: "Okay, let's go home."

(End of this chapter)