The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

"Xi'er!" Ji Mingyu greets the girl like lightning and embraces her.

Just waiting for more than two hours of anxiety, panic and irritability, all disappeared at this moment.

However, just holding on, Ji Mingyu felt something wrong.

Because of the cold poison, Ji Mingyu's temperature has always been lower than that of ordinary people.

Always when he hugged Xi Yue, he could always feel the warmth of vitality from the girl.

But at this time the girl's body into the arms, still soft, still delicate, but cold into the bone.

Ji Mingyu slightly loosened Xi Yue's head and looked down. He saw a pale, bloodless face. He suddenly changed color. "Xi'er, what happened? Why is your face so white? "

Xi Yue looked up at him, familiar face, familiar deep feeling and concern, but in the past, everything that made her heart warm and soft was like a sharp knife cutting her heart a little bit.

Ji Mingyu saw that the girl who was so lost was more and more worried, so she had to hold her hand and infuse her spiritual power into it.

Xi Yue pulled his hand back, but his eyes did not immediately look at him.

Eyes a little hot and humid red, dry lips slightly open, spit out hoarse voice, "Ji Mingyu, I want to ask you a question, you don't cheat me, OK?"

Ji Mingyu's heart is inexplicably drawn for a while, even busy way: "river son, I said I won't cheat you again."

"Is the cold poison on you the ice prison of flowing marrow?"

Ji Mingyu's face changed a little, and his hand hanging on his side clenched. He tried to keep his voice calm and nodded: "yes!"

Xi Yue took a deep breath and continued to ask: "I heard that liusui ice prison can only be solved by the wood source. If there is no wood source for detoxification, the people who have been poisoned by liusui ice prison will die of frozen soul fragmentation in 100 years at most. But before that, the origin of wood has disappeared for tens of thousands of years. Ji Mingyu, can you tell me how you survived? "

Ji Mingyu held Xi Yue's hand and let it go. Her face became paler than Xi Yue's. There was a deep fear in her cold and quiet eyes and a burning red color.

Seeing Ji Mingyu's reaction, Xi Yue's heart tightened. She stepped back, looked up at the man's face, and continued to ask, "Ji Mingyu, you say you are Nangong Yu, forgetting her past life just because she lost her memory. I used to trust you with all my heart, so I never asked. I'd rather wait for you to come up and tell me personally, than investigate or doubt. "

"But now, I want to know, Ji Mingyu, can you tell me, what is the relationship between you and Nangong Yu?"

"Mingming has all the records from birth to death in Miluo continent. He is a living and real person. And you have lived in Siam for tens of thousands of years. There is no overlap in your life path. Why are you the same person? "

Ji Mingyu's hands were clenched into fists. A few hours ago, her heart was still hot. At this moment, it was cold.

Xi Yue knows!

Xi Yue finally knows!

He tried his best to conceal the truth. He was afraid of Xiyue's truth even in his dreams. Was it finally discovered?

Ji Mingyu opens her mouth and her voice quivers inexplicably. "Xi'er, everything about Nangong Yu has passed. We forgot all about it. How about starting again?"