Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 1033 Wake Up, Brother Is Waiting For You

Chapter 1033: Wake up, brother is waiting for you

Ling Xiyue looked around, "Daddy and the others should be around here, put on the signal first, and join them."

"Yes—" Ying Yi immediately took out the signal flame and put it into the sky.

Soon, they received a signal from the Huangfu family.

In the direction of the burning area of ​​Huangquan fire...

"Walk--"

Bei Chenyan and Ling Xiyue looked at each other, and led the Shenyu Army to rush there quickly.

Underworld, dark room.

The dark world is so quiet that it is suffocating.

Only the "tick" sound of water droplets falling on the stone wall.

In the center of the dark room, there is a huge cold jade ice coffin. Inside the ice coffin, lies a man about eighteen or nineteen years old. He has a stunning face, but is full of innocence and youthfulness.

However, it was bleak at this time, as white as profound ice, almost transparent.

On the tightly closed eyes, the eyelashes were as thick as the night, just like his loose hair.

If you look carefully, it's not difficult to tell that Huangfu Qianyu's eyebrows are five or six points similar to that of this young man!

His whole body was pure white, except for the streaks of blood on his neck, which was exactly the same as when the blood curse broke out.

Obviously, this young man also bears the blood curse.

That exquisite and still face, fresh eyebrows and eyes...beautiful and peaceful, I am afraid that anyone who sees it will feel that he is just asleep, lying there quietly, taking a nap, and not dying for many years!
In the dim ice room, blood-red rays of light suddenly burst forth!

All I could see was a black, red and bloody stone the size of a fist was suspended out of thin air above the transparent ice coffin, floating up and down as if floating on the surface of water, reflecting the young man's brows with crimson light.

"Tick, tick..."

In the ice room where the red lights flowed, there was still only the sound of water dripping to the ground.

At this time, a hand as slender and white as jade caressed the icy and bone-chilling coffin.

Across the transparent ice coffin, it seemed to caress the boy's face, so gentle and careful, as if treating a fragile object.

In the dead silence of the ice room, a human voice finally resounded, softer than ever before: "Xuan Ye, what my brother promised you, I did it..."

The person lying in the ice coffin is the real son of the ghost king, the real Xuan Ye, the young master of the ghost clan who bears the blood curse!

He fell into a deep sleep when the first blood curse occurred, and is now dead.

The man crouched on the ice coffin, wearing crimson clothes and white hair, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

Xuan Ming smiled softly at this time, as if kind, and if there were stars in the eyes staring at the young man in front of him, Ye Ye would shine brightly, "Xuan Ye, come back, don't be afraid, brother is here, brother will not Let no one hurt you."

The man's hand, through the ice coffin, caressed the boy's pale face.

He finally waited for this day!

Everyone, including the ghost king, doesn't know...

Everything Xuan Ming did and planned was for this person in front of him.

It doesn't matter whether he lays down millions of corpses by any means, or he deliberately schemes to bring disaster to the common people, no matter how miserable his life is, or how many things happen in this world, he just wants to save this person!

When everyone feared him like a tiger and avoided him like a snake and scorpion, when that little boy held his hand and called him brother, he swore to protect this person for the rest of his life.

Xuan Ming's eyes were like an abyss, filled with madness and stubbornness little by little, and the hand clasped on the ice coffin was so hard that every vein burst.

His Xuan Ye is so kind, so kind that even if he tramples an ant to death, he will be lost for a long time, and he is so kind that when he is smashed with all kinds of dirt, his head will be covered in blood, and he will just hide silently back to the underworld corner to go.

He clearly has the power to destroy everything, but he greets those ridiculous mortals with a smile on his face!
In the end, he was still regarded as a devil and a monster by everyone.

Why!
So, people in this world, those who are ignorant, only prejudiced and narrow-minded, what is there to love?
Why are those selfish and disgusting people living a chic and comfortable life, but his Xuan Ye has to bear the blood curse? Why is his Xuan Ye suffering endless pain when all the dogs are living well?
Why!
But let you be unhappy, unwilling...

Xuan Ye died, he died in the end, Xuan Ming knew it very well.

Is this life?
But he just didn't believe it!
And in this world, there is only one thing that can bring the dead back to life and change fate against the sky!

When Xuan Ming saw Huangfu Qianyu for the first time, he was completely shocked by her face that resembled Xuan Ye.

Rather than saying that he dotes on her, even loves her, and protects her at all costs, it is better to say that he is desperate and wants to keep that fresh face that is very similar to Xuan Ye.

He can tell himself that his Xuan Ye is still alive...

The young man who held his hand and washed him away the dirty blood was still alive, right in front of his eyes, it should look like this...

But, after all, no one is Xuan Ye.

Not Huangfu Qianyu, nor Beichenyan.

The blood curse on Bei Chenyan's body was transferred by Xuan Ming to the power of the blood curse on Xuan Ye's body!
If he wants to get Bei Chenyan's blood, he also needs Bei Chenyan's knife to open the Broken Dragon Stone Gate for him, but because Bei Chenyan has a part that belongs to Xuan Ye, he has repeatedly failed to go down to the death.

In this way, capricious, enemy and friend.

But these are not important now. After so many years of deliberation, he finally waited for this day.

Xuan Ming looked at the young man bathed in the crimson light, his eyes were gentle, "Wake up, brother is right here, waiting for you..."

Outside the dark swamp, the army is approaching!

The raging fire cuts off everything.

The wall of fire, which is several miles wide and stretches for dozens of miles, is like a flaming mountain. The scorching hot breath is overwhelming, forcing people to suffocate. There is no trace of any biological activity in a radius of tens of miles.

"Daddy!" Ling Xiyue took the lead when she saw people from the two clans.

She hurried over, turned over and fell.

Huangfu Haofeng also hurried forward to meet him, behind him were about a hundred venerables, elders, and disciples from the Huangfu and Xue clans.

Ling Xiyue glanced at everyone's situation with concern, and her eyes fell on her father, "Are you all right, is your injury serious?"

The rest of the people, more or less hanged, looked a little embarrassed, obviously burnt.

"It's okay." Huangfu Haofeng's voice was thick, and he seemed to be fine.

About a mile away, the endless flames reflected the entire sky red, making it impossible for people to get close!
Ling Xiyue was still a little worried, "What's going on? In the battle of Tianwangling, the core force of the ghost clan was almost wiped out. How could Daddy and the elders be injured like this again?"

Huangfu Haofeng let out a deep breath, his brows darkened: "I was too impatient and fell into Xuanming's trap!"

Priest Baihu said: "After Xuanming led us into the dark swamp, he opened the mechanism of Huangquanhuo. Fortunately, we retreated in time, otherwise, I'm afraid all of them..."

(End of this chapter)