The Heaven-defying Little Crazy Concubine: The Ghost Emperor Chased His Wife

Chapter 122

Lost the sunshine, can no longer retain the slightest temperature, it is icy cold, and the wind is blowing.

If Moli had the strength before, he wouldn't be afraid,
But now, the meridians are shattered, even the most important dantian is destroyed, the spiritual power is destroyed, and the body is extremely weak.

Now even with Mo Wushang's life force, it barely hangs her life, even an ordinary person can kill her with a single finger, without the power to resist.

Now under such circumstances, he fell into a coma again. This was undoubtedly a meeting with the god of death.

"Little You'er, wake up, don't sleep, be good."

Mo Wushang woke up quietly and saw Mo Li being pressed under him, so he hurriedly got up,

Seeing that Moli has a vague aura, this at least saves his life, so that he can still... that's great

I didn't expect that I was still late. If I was faster, just a little faster, everything would be different.

But, all this is gone if,

This is all my fault, I have suffered pain that shouldn't belong to her, and I have made a slip of the tongue again...

Originally, I thought that with strong strength, I could protect her. For millions of years, I have been crazily improving my strength, thinking that I am already strong enough to protect her, and will not repeat the same mistakes again.

Now it seems that all that is, a joke, a big joke.

Mo Wushang immediately realized that she couldn't tolerate any negligence now, so she took off her outer robe and wrapped it around her body, making it airtight so that no one could take advantage of it.

Who is it, who is talking again, it looks like that person just now...why did he save himself, and who am I...

Mo Li wanted to open his eyes and take a good look...but, no matter what, he couldn't...

He moved his fingers slightly, and fell into a coma again in a daze.

As far as Moli's current physical condition is concerned, and the pills contain a lot of spiritual power, almost all pills are fatal to her.

Moli's crippled body has no way to do it, and if he receives any spiritual power, he can't even do the minimum heat preservation.
If there is spiritual energy entering the body, in the end, it will only explode and die,...

Moli lay in his arms, his body temperature dropped little by little, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

The body became colder and colder, to the point where a thin layer of frost formed.

Mo Wushang can only feel her existence by hugging her tightly and letting his spiritual power flow all over his body, so as to raise his body temperature and give her a little bit of warmth...

"Little You'er, stop playing, wake up, okay?"

"Hey, I won't pester you until you wake up,"

"I promise you anything, okay?"

"Little You'er, can you hear your answer?"

Mo Wushang didn't know why he talked so much, just to wake up the sleepy sleepy bug in his arms.

Mo Wushang gently shook Mo Li, his cheeks pressed tightly against each other, and he hugged her into his arms, and sat down on the cold sand, blocking all the cold wind with his body.

Because of the life-and-death contract, Mo Wushang could clearly feel everything in her body and her pain...

"Little You'er, can I take you away from here?"

"Hold on a little longer."

Mo Wushang was about to get up as he said that, and just after walking a few steps, he bumped into the barrier again, which seemed to be stronger than before.

A chill stretched out from the bottom of my heart, and I couldn't help trembling, God, aren't you satisfied with this!what on earth do you want!
　Happy Dragon Boat Festival~~
　　The battle between sweet and salty rice dumplings, friends, recommend it~~
　　


(End of this chapter)