Demon princess is too hard to chase

Cloud thousand if one Zheng, blinked an eye, that is... His true Qi? Is this guy trying to make drugs for her? However, this corpse poison is not an ordinary abnormal at all! Unless there is an antidote, there is no antidote!

"Concentrate!"

The low, cold and deep voice floated from behind, with a trace of indisputable. Yun qianruo turned his mouth, but he closed his eyes, held his breath, and let the cool but soft Qi swim in her body, flowing from her body along the eight channels of the miraculous Sutra.

I don't know if I have the illusion that when the cool wind and snow like Qi wanders through the meridians, the pain of ten thousand ants in my body has been alleviated in an instant. It's like the earth after being burned by fire ushered in a cool and pure rain, and the burned pain has been quietly healed unconsciously.

Yun qianruo can't help but relax his body and mind, and wholeheartedly accept the genuine Qi and inexplicable trust from outside.

As time goes by, a round of moon turns in the air, ten thousand stars reflect the gurgling water, and the empty valley is not as beautiful as the world.

When beimingfeng finally forces out all the toxins that invade her heart, and suppresses the remaining toxins in her body with internal force, he turns around and finds Yun qianruo has fallen asleep

Slightly tilted head, sleeping face quiet Enron, long eyelashes down, in her some pale face fell a layer of light shadow, looks so quiet, clever, a faint beauty.

Beiming wind is a little stunned, you like the deep-sea purple eyes across a wrong Leng, immediately, the bottom of my heart was a trace of unknown emotions.

She's... Very tired, isn't she? Otherwise, I would not fall asleep like this.

A gust of night wind blowing, blowing her already some messy hair, wet sticky in her face, the sleeping cloud qianruo seems to feel cold, slightly shrunk.

Beimingfeng suddenly returns to his senses and hesitates for a moment. He reaches out to take her into his arms and wraps her coat tightly. His eyes fall on her face. He purses his lips and raises his hand. His fingers gently push away the wet hair on her face.

Yun qianruo flattened her mouth. The instinct of human attachment to warmth made her shrink in the arms of beimingfeng. She rubbed her head on his chest a few times to find a comfortable place and continue to sleep sweetly.

Beimingfeng's body suddenly froze. There was an obvious wave in his vast purple eyes. It was like the lake with the breeze. Although it was not a thousand feet, it was a light ripple.

He is so stiff body, looking at someone close to his chest of small face, eyes flash light doubts.

He had held her like this before. Why was everything normal except for a little stiff at that time? At this moment, he not only has a stiff body, but also has some stagnation in his breathing. Moreover, he seems to feel his heart beating

His heart never beats. Why?

"Roar"

A low roar of the lion suddenly wakes up the thoughts of the wind drifting far away from the north. His eyes are slightly astringent, and he presses down the unknown emotion in his heart. He hugs the little girl in his arms, and his figure flashes, disappearing into the breeze on a moonlit night.

On the mountains in the distance, Meixi quietly leaned against the tree trunk behind her and watched what happened at the Mei of the stream. Until the dark figure disappeared completely in sight, she slowly got up and looked at the misty valley. Her toes turned into a crimson streamer and disappeared on the cliff.

The upstream of the stream is like another world.

To the eye, it is a vast sea of Wisteria flowers. The lavender petals seem to be covered with a layer of silver by the moonlight. They are gently swaying in the breeze, and there are colorful butterflies dancing among the flowers. They are happy and free.