After I was reborn, I divorced my husband

Chapter 601 There is no trace of joy
The blood in Mu Lingyue's body slowly entered Ziyan's body, and the whole blood exchange process lasted for more than two hours before it was considered complete.

Mu Lingyue's face was still grim, but she was no longer sweating profusely and her expression was painful.

After the blood exchange was completed, the magic doctor took the pulse of both of them, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Guardian Lan, Miss Ziyan and Miss Lingyue have had a successful blood exchange this time. They have gradually stabilized. I believe the blood in their bodies will be able to adapt to their new bodies soon."

Lan Qingyue nodded, Ziyan's blood exchange was successful, and she can stay in the Demon Realm from now on.

He finally let the woman he likes stay, but in his heart, he didn't even have a trace of joy.

His gaze could not help but fall on Mu Lingyue's pale face.

Her hair was wet with sweat, her lips were also stained with blood, and she looked extremely tired and haggard, as if she had no life left.

An inexplicable sense of panic rose in his heart, and he hurried forward and reached out to touch her nose. . .

Although her breath is weak, it is still there. . .

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, he was confused by his actions just now.

Does he care about this woman?

He obviously likes Ziyan, but why is there only this woman in his mind from the beginning to the end?
She was also the first person I thought of, and she was also the first person I worried about.

Confusion appeared on his face, he stared blankly at her for a few seconds, and told himself over and over in his heart that the person he liked was Zi Yan. . .

Yes, what he likes is Ziyan, and the only person he cares about is Ziyan. This damn woman must have cast some kind of magic on him to make her so abnormal.

He immediately turned his head, stopped looking at her, turned around and walked to Ziyan's side, and hugged her, "If she wakes up, if there is nothing serious, let her leave immediately."

After leaving these words coldly, he left with Ziyan in his arms.

She didn't know how long she slept. . .

She had a long, long dream. This dream often appeared in her dreams for a while, but she didn't dream it again for a long time. This time, she dreamed it again.

The snowy ground, the woman in red, and the sword inserted into her heart. . .

The mirror image seen in the bronze mirror appeared again in her dream.

She didn't know what this meant, let alone why the picture in the bronze mirror kept appearing in her dreams.

After waking up, her whole body was in severe pain, and her throat felt as if it was about to burn. It was dry and sore, burning hot.

In the Demon Realm, you will never be able to tell whether it is day or night.

Here, there is always only darkness, oppressive darkness.

She was still lying on the stone bed, her body was cold, but she didn't even have anything to cover her.

He was really "very nice" to her.

A certain part of her arm was excruciatingly painful. She raised her hand and looked down. There was still an unhealed wound on the blood vessel on her wrist.

She could clearly feel that her current body was different from before.

She was limp all over, as if she had no strength, and goose bumps were constantly appearing on her body due to the cold.

The body became weaker, weaker than she imagined.

As if she couldn't stand a little wind, even the breeze blew on her body, it was as if ice was entrained, making her hug her arms tightly, her teeth chattering in her mouth.

(End of this chapter)