Divine Doctor's Daughter: Emperor, please marry me!

This table is made of black jade. Chu Liuyue looks down and can see his clear reflection.

In the middle, a small pyramid shaped silver crystal is suspended.

Chu Liuyue stared.

She could feel that the inexplicable sense of calling came from the silver pyramid!

At this time, she was only tens of steps away from the silver pyramid!

Chu Liuyue took a deep breath and walked forward.

Footsteps echoed throughout the space.

Chu Liuyue could even hear the sound of the water flowing slowly into the lake behind him.

No, not just behind.

And... Other directions!

Chu Liuyue suddenly realized something and turned to look around.

Sure enough, in addition to the golden dragon head, the other three directions also have similar existence.

The red dragon head is on the left and the green one on the right.

Beyond the silver pyramid suspended in front, there is a brownish yellow dragon head.

Chu Liuyue suddenly understood something in his heart.

Everything here is indeed arranged according to the five elements!

Gold, wood, fire and earth have all gathered here!

The rest of the "water" is undoubtedly the continuous influx of water!

The five elements are complete and mutually reinforcing, forming a perfect closed space!

Chu Liuyue's eyebrows coagulated slightly.

If she just fell to the "golden" position, then... What about Mu Qinghe!?

She looked around carefully again, but she didn't find Mu Qinghe's figure.

Strange

According to Mu Qinghe's strength, there should be no problem in dealing with these situations.

He should have arrived here before her.

Chu Liuyue thought for a moment, then put the idea aside and continued to move forward.

When she was only three steps away from the silver pyramid, she finally felt a strong pressure!

She immediately stopped, her eyes still staring at the floating pyramid in front of her.

It was only the size of a palm, but Chu Liuyue looked at it and felt inexplicably in his heart - it seemed to contain all things.

She didn't know where this feeling came from, but it became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, Chu Liuyue's eyes coagulated.

On the mirror on one side of the silver pyramid, she saw a familiar figure!

It's Mu Qinghe!

At this time, he was standing in a strange space, surrounded by winding vines in all directions.

Chu Liuyue suddenly realized what Mu Qinghe had entered the position of "wood"!

He stood in the middle, holding a long sword in his right hand, with countless broken branches and rotten leaves scattered at his feet. It seemed that he had just experienced a hard fight, and his body was stained with blood and looked quite embarrassed.

He lowered his head. Chu Liuyue couldn't see his face, let alone his look at this time.

But his body was trembling slightly.

Although the range is very small, Chu Liuyue, who is most familiar with him, can easily find it.

Chu Liuyue frowned.

He's... what's the matter?

Mu Qinghe has always been decisive in killing and cutting. Even in the face of life and death, he will not be half afraid.

When he looks like this, it often means that he is close to collapse.

But... This is just a strange space. It may not even threaten his life. Why would he do this?!

"... your highness“

Mu Qinghe murmured and spit out two vague syllables.

Chu Liuyue finally recognized what he was talking about, but the doubt in his heart was deeper.

Your highness!?

Who is mu Qinghe calling?

In his capacity, it seems that there are not many people who can let him call him so.

Jiang Yucheng, or Shangguan Wan?

Chu Liuyue held her breath and wanted to listen more carefully.

However, Mu Qinghe did not speak again, but suddenly raised his hand holding the sword.

Chu Liuyue suddenly took a cold breath! His eyes widened in horror!

Muqinghe's wrist has been pierced by a thumb thick Ivy!

The Ivy wrapped around his wrist and spread to his shoulder!

Chu Liuyue can even see his red and bloated palm because of the lack of blood!

Blood gushed from the wound on his wrist, but it was soon absorbed by the ivy.

A green, tender and green leaf quickly turns yellow and finally falls.

Then, the second film, the third film

Chu Liuyue was slightly surprised.

What's wrong with Mu Qinghe's blood? Why do these vines wither so quickly?

Before she could figure it out, something more surprising happened to her.

In the position of the withered and fallen leaves, there is a small piece of cyan yellow leaves that grow again!

And the Ivy seems to be winding tighter!

Chu Liuyue knew that the fallen branches and leaves on the ground came like this!

Severe pain came from his right arm, almost leaving Mu Qinghe's mind blank.

But in fact, the most painful thing for him at this time is not the green vine.

But

He used up his last strength, waved his long sword and cut it hard in front!

WOW!

The fierce sword Qi makes all the dead branches and leaves on the ground fly up!

Even split the ivy on the wall in front of him completely from the middle!

But the Ivy spread very fast. After breaking, it immediately wound up again, and even gave birth to new branches and leaves.

The branches and leaves were luxuriant and moved with the wind, as if nothing had happened.

However, Mu Qing and this side, because of forced sword waving, the wound on the wrist was severely torn again!

Suddenly, Mu Qinghe sent out a roar full of despair and grief.

"Ah --"

Chu Liuyue's heart jumped when he saw it.

What is mu Qinghe doing?

Do you want to break the Ivy out?

But if that's the case, why did his mood become like this?

It seems... Something has been buried in his heart for too long!

Poop!

Mu Qinghe's voice gradually decreased, and finally he fell to his knees!

And the sword in his hand hung powerlessly on the ground.

In the space, there was a terrible silence.

The surrounding vines are full of vitality, but mu Qinghe, who is in the center, is shrouded in a strong smell of isolation and madness.

Chu Liuyue had never seen him like this.

After a while, Mu Qinghe finally raised his face.

Chu Liuyue covered his mouth.

——Mu Qinghe's face was full of tears.

Despair, loneliness, anger, sadness, regret

Chu Liuyue didn't know how to describe Mu Qinghe at the moment, like a trapped beast in a desperate situation.

He followed her for many years, but she never saw him cry.

Like a giant hammer, it fell heavily on Chu Liuyue's heart.

I don't know if it's because of the silver pyramid, Chu Liuyue can clearly see his face, even... His eyes.

For a moment, Chu Liuyue almost thought Mu Qinghe was looking at her.

"... your highness..."

He was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, murmuring in a low voice, with indisputable nostalgia and dependence.

Chu Liuyue was shocked.

He was calling her!