"Xi Yue, Xi Yue, you are crazy! Stop! "

The little red bird was so anxious that it beat its wings to Xi Yue's side. But Xi Yue had a mask formed by the origin of wood around him, which made it impossible for him to get close at all.

Ziming Youluo was also in a hurry. He whipped the land of ancient Tanaka and tried to rush into the light shield, but he was ejected every time.

Seeing that Xi Yue's aura of spiritual power is becoming weaker and weaker, the originally black green silk is gradually turning white.

Little red bird's eyes are full of despair. She even wants to expose the origin of wood and go out to let the unknown save Xi Yue.

However, today's Xumi space has been closed, and it can't go out with the purple hell you Luo.

What to do? What should I do?

If it goes on like this, Xi Yue will die. She will surely die!

The crazy little red bird and Ziming Youluo didn't find it. The fruit of the butcher fluttered slightly in the air, exuding a faint red light.

Ziwei mountain temple is thousands of miles away.

Ji Mingyu, who was listening to his subordinates' report, suddenly stood up with a change of face.

He clung to his chest tightly, feeling the palpitation that made him panic and scared, and his face turned pale.

"Master, what's the matter?" Qinglong found it at the first time.

The white tiger also worried quickly: "master, how can you look so ugly?"

Ji Mingyu didn't answer them, and her figure disappeared in a flash.

Just a few moments later, he came to Xiyue's house through the invisible transmission array.

See the dark room closed eyes, pale face, nose and mouth are bleeding, hair a little bit white girl, Ji Mingyu's pupil suddenly a contraction.

At this moment, he felt a kind of fear that had never been felt in thousands of years, until his hand holding the girl began to shake.

"Xi'er, Xi'er!"

Xi Yue is still sleepy and has no reaction.

Even, the girl in front of her gave Ji Mingyu an illusion that she had no soul. What he held in his arms was just a body.

Almost for the first time, Ji Mingyu thought of her personal space.

The general portable space can let the host's divine sense enter it, but it is only divine sense. The host can't cultivate in it, and can't mirror the changes in space into reality.

But there are also some personal spaces that are exceptional. For example, the alchemy realm is a very powerful space. Although it is only the divine sense that enters, all the changes in it can be mirrored in reality. And real things, such as pills, can also be directly brought into the realm of alchemy.

Xi Yue disappeared from his eyes several times. He should have been in his personal space.

Ji Mingyu also has one such space, but Xi Yue's is obviously much stronger than his.

Because when Xi Yue disappeared, even Ji Mingyu couldn't grasp the girl's specific position, let alone split the space to catch the girl.

That is to say, Xi Yue is dying now because of what she is doing in her personal space.

Thinking of this, Ji Mingyu takes a deep breath, presses down the fear and anger in her heart, and puts her hand on the girl's Dantian.

The powerful spiritual power is injected into it, and then the strong divine sense of Ji Mingyu is intruded.

Isn't Xi Yue's spiritual power disappearing? He gave her his spiritual power.

Isn't Xi Yue's spirit in sharp consumption? He lent her his spirit.

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