The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

"I'm fine..." He Xi took a deep breath, biting his teeth, forcing his consciousness not to disappear, and said, "just Advanced I'm fine Get it, Yuhuo toad! "

Finish saying, He Xi can't hold any longer, eyes step by step, divine sense completely sink into space.

At this time, the space is undergoing tremendous changes. It seems that there is a vague voice from the old man Xumi - "jiuchongtiangong, this is xuanxiao..."

After the broken egg shell and the opening of LingXiao palace, xumijie space finally ushered in the second advanced stage.

Nangong Yu looks at the He Xi who has passed out completely, and suddenly tightens his hand.

At this moment, he felt as if he was holding a warm body, and his stream was leaving him.

The fear in his heart surged up like a tide and drowned him.

"Pluto, let's go quickly. It's too late if we don't go. Hurry up!" Little golden dragon is very anxious. He has a bad stomach. He took you to Yuhuo toad. I need to go back to space!

"Are you sure that Xi'er is OK?" said Nangong Yu

"Sure and sure!" Little Golden Dragon nodded repeatedly, "and even if there is something, it is definitely a good thing!"

Hearing this, Nangong Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief. No more words. He didn't even find a place to put down the He river. He just held the man in his arms and galloped to the direction pointed by xiaojinlong.

===He Xi felt as if he had been sleeping for a long time, and he just closed his eyes and took a nap.

But no matter how much time she sleeps, when she wakes up, it's a huge space of xumijunzi to meet her.

Looking forward, it is the lush and ancient Lingtian of Lingzhi.

Although he Xi thought that the ancient Lingtian was very big before, but the area displayed after this space expansion, at one glance, could not see the end.

What's more, the spiritual plants above are all very good now.

Especially those precious spiritual plants transplanted from the Dragon Kingdom, such as golden Bodhi, are obviously not the time for Bodhi to bear fruit, but now their branches and leaves are covered with fruit.

The most strange thing for Hexi is that the "exotic poppy" that he snatched from Murong's house, that is, the cold food flower, has been wilting since it was thrown into the space by himself, without the nourishment of boy and girl's blood, but now it's in full swing.

When He Xi touched it, he found that it no longer exuded a cool shade on the back, but a strange smell similar to spiritual power and magic.

He Xi was met by the cold food flower shaking the huge flower plate, branches and leaves gently shaking, it seems very happy.

He Xi went to the nine ghost spring again, and saw that the area of Lingquan was a big circle. Now it is almost half the size of a small pond, and there is a light layer of fog floating on the Lingquan water, but you can smell the strong Lingqi near the Lingquan.

The little purple seed is lying quietly at the bottom of the spring, silent, as if dead.

He Xi felt a pain in his heart. He reached out and took out the purple seeds. He whispered, "little purple, thank you for protecting me!"

The purple seeds are still quiet, the skin of the seeds looks dim, and the original abundant magic power, also can't feel a trace.

Just looking at this little seed, we can imagine how many wounds Xiaozi suffered and how expensive he paid at that time.

He Xi takes a deep breath, mobilizes the wood power in the body, slowly injects the purple seed.