The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 412 Chapter 411: Give Yaoyao the heart of the demon spirit, and Yaoyao will grow up

It seems that Feng Yuan must kill them tonight.

Nan Zhuohua whispered to Wuyu: "I will hold Fengyuan for a while, so you take this opportunity to escape and go to Yueya'er."

Wuyu hesitated, how could she leave her master behind.

Nan Zhuohua saw her hesitation: "If you don't leave, we will all die in Feng Yuan's hands. If you escape to find Yue Ya'er, we still have a chance to survive."

Now that Feng Yuan has the body protection of Feng Dan, her spiritual power has greatly increased, and the two of them together are not even one-tenth of her skill.

The main purpose of Feng Yuan is her, and Wu Yu has a chance to escape, but Feng Yuan will not give her a chance.

"Not yet, Feng Yao, are you afraid?" Feng Yao said with a disdainful smile: "But I didn't expect that you would also be afraid sometimes."

Afraid?She wasn't afraid at all.

"Feng Yuan, let me see how powerful you are with Feng Dan."

Nan Zhuohua sneered, and his petite figure instantly rushed towards Feng Yuan, followed by Wu Yu.

"Then open your eyes and see for yourself," Feng Yuan sneered, with a golden light in her palm, she raised her hand and waved towards the two of them.

The powerful spiritual power set off a strong wind, which almost shattered Nan Zhuohua's internal organs.

Fengdan is the ancestor of their Divine Phoenix family, the panacea that the ancient phoenix congealed from its own spiritual power after it emerged, its aura is extremely powerful and intimidating.

Feng Yuan looked at Nan Zhuohua who was spitting out blood, and sneered: "Sure enough, you are really vulnerable without Feng Dan."

Nan Zhuohua slapped away Wuyu beside him with a palm: "Let's go!" Then he flew to Feng Yuan and held her back, preventing her from chasing Wuyu.

Wu Yu didn't dare to neglect at all, and flew towards the direction of the palace behind him.

Feng Yuan glanced at her, she couldn't bear to care, her main target was Nan Zhuohua.

She smiled: "Don't worry, I will definitely kill you before Yun Ranyue arrives."

Feng Yuan unleashed more powerful spiritual power, directly hitting Nan Zhuohua's lifeblood, she wanted a quick victory.

In the afternoon, Yunranyue was not in Lanyue Palace. Emperor Hongyuan would celebrate his birthday in two days, so he summoned him to discuss the birthday banquet. People from Xirong and Beiyan would also come to congratulate him on this birthday banquet.

After discussing with Emperor Hongyuan until now, Yun Ranyue returned to the Moon Palace. Along the way, his brows were tightly knit, his chest was heavy and depressed, and he was a little restless.

When he arrived at Lanyue Palace, he didn't enter the palace, so he asked Qing Yu who was guarding the gate of the palace: "Is Yaoyao in the palace?"

Qingyu replied: "Not here, the princess went back home to visit Miss Gu San in the afternoon, and she hasn't come back yet."

Yun Ranyue's face darkened, she turned around and walked out of the palace quickly.

Yaoyao, something happened.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the palace, he met Wuyu who came back.

"National, National Teacher, hurry up and save the little master, she was raped by a woman."

Wu Yu was out of breath, and before she finished speaking, Yun Ranyue flew past her, her clear eyes filled with rare panic.

Without Wu Tong, he guessed that Feng Yuan must have gone to find his little girl.

When Yun Ranyue arrived, his little girl was already lying in a pool of blood like a broken doll.

The empty streets, the cold evening wind, she was the only one lying alone in the night, her pale face was devoid of blood, and she had no breath of life.

On Nan Zhuohua's chest, there was a bloody hole the size of a fist, gurgling blood, Feng Yuan's hand had just been inserted into her heart.

"Yaoyao."

Yun Ranyue's voice seemed to tremble slightly.

Hearing his voice, Nan Zhuohua slowly opened his golden eyes, and his weak voice blew gently like the wind: "Yueyaer."

Yun Ranyue flew down beside her, carefully hugging her in his arms, the blood flowing on the ground fell into his eyes and was stained scarlet.

Her red dress soaked in blood stained his snow-white clothes red.

"Yueya'er, my chest hurts so much. This time, I might really die." Feng Yuan almost crushed her heart, and suddenly, it seemed that she had returned to the scene when she died in the previous life.

Her soft and trembling milk voice made Yun Ranyue's heart ache even more. He brushed her little face lightly, gently wiped the blood stains on her face with his fingertips, and his hands were trembling.

He softly coaxed: "With me here, how could Yaoyao die? Don't be afraid, she will be fine. We said that we will be together forever in this life."

Nan Zhuohua raised his hand with all his strength, held his trembling hand, and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth: "Yueya, don't be afraid."

He is more afraid than her.

Yunranyue's forehead overflowed with dense sweat, dripping into her eyes along her delicate and cold eyebrows, and in her clear eyes, the heavy light and shadow were fragmented.

He held Nan Zhuohua's bleeding chest, channeled spiritual power to her, protected her heart first, and coaxed softly: "Yaoyao bear with it for a while, and the pain will stop after a while."

"I'll take you back right away, hide you well, and don't want anyone to hurt you again."

He gently picked her up, flew across the night, and flew back to the Moon Palace, when a figure suddenly blocked the way in front of him.

"Clouds dye the moon."

The voice was soft and charming, Feng Yuan's hand was still stained with Nan Zhuohua's blood, she raised her hand and licked it, her red lips smiled enchantingly: "It's been a long time."

Looking at Nan Zhuohua who was dying in Yun Ranyue's arms, Feng Yuan raised her blood-stained hand, "Oh, I just competed with my sister, I didn't expect her to be so weak now, my hand, accidentally into her heart."

"Sister, is she still alive, or is she already dead?" Feng Yuan raised the end of her eyes with a faint smile.

Yun Ranyue's cold eyes were staring red, without saying a word, she moved to Feng Yuan in an instant, protecting Nan Zhuohua's small body with one hand, and with the other hand, slapped Feng Yuan swiftly.

Meimei narrowed her eyes, Feng Yuan didn't hide, she received his palm, but was forced back several meters by him, Feng Yuan bent down and spit blood, Feng Dan was still not as powerful as Yao Lingxin.

Knowing that she was not Yun Ranyue's opponent, Feng Yuan wiped the corner of her mouth, flew away, and the voice of coquettish laughter came.

"Yun Ranyue, you can regenerate Fengyao once, but you can't regenerate her a second time. The sandalwood fruit is useless to her. I have crushed her heart. Just wait to collect her body. Hahaha."

"Yunranyue, look forward to our next meeting."

Yun Ranyue has no time to settle accounts with Feng Yuan now, the most urgent task is to save Nan Zhuohua first.

When he returned to Lanyue Palace with Nan Zhuohua in his arms, Qing Yu was startled, and wanted to open his mouth to ask something, but found that it was futile to ask, and finally remained silent.

Yun Ranyue hugged Nan Zhuohua and hurried to a dark room, carefully placed her on a jade bed, Nan Zhuohua slowly opened his eyes, as if exhausting all his strength.

"Yueya'er, come closer and let me see you."

"Yaoyao," Yun Ranyue lowered her head and approached her, with her little hand on her face, wiped the fine sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand, and comforted her over and over again: "Yaoyao is not afraid, trust me, it will be fine, it will be fine in a while .”

"Yueya'er, I'm really going to die this time," the little hand touched the outline of Yun Ranyue, endlessly reluctant, choked up, Nan Zhuohua's mouth flowed out a big mouthful of blood, and she could feel the breath pulling away from her body little by little , "Feng Yuan broke my heart, I will no longer live."

"I know, it's okay to have a broken heart." He kissed her forehead lightly, brushed the broken hair by her ear, his clear eyes were full of tenderness and pity, "Yaoyao, I give my heart to you." you."

Nan Zhuohua opened his mouth, unable to speak anymore.

Her little hand slowly moved away from Yun Ranyue's face, and dropped to the side of the bed, the light in her almond eyes died out, and she slowly closed her eyelids.

She still has a lot to say to Yue Yue'er, she doesn't want to die yet, they are not together in this life.

She can't bear it, she can't bear this man.

Such a magnificent person, why can't she be allowed to have it once.

Why doesn't Yun Ranyue feel heartbroken, why can't his girl be possessed by him safely and without worry.

Every time his girl is covered with bruises, he is also to blame for not protecting her well.

It was agreed in the previous life. In this life, she will be the apprentice and he will be the master, who will protect her for the rest of her life.

"Yaoyao, I'm sorry, this is the last time, the last time I hurt you, and it will never happen again."

He will hide her well and never let anyone bully her again.

Those who bullied her in the past, he will make them pay back double.

"Little boy, wait for me for a while, it will be fine in a while," Yun Ranyue caressed Nan Zhuohua's pale face with her fingertips, moved her hand away, and inserted it into her heart. When he took it out, the bloody hand On the top, there is a bead lingering red light, which is the heart of the demon spirit.

Very few people have seen a Yaoling heart, and they don't know what a Yaoling heart looks like. In fact, a Yaoling heart is just a spirit bead, not like an ordinary person's heart.

To be precise, demon spirits don't have a heart, they use this spirit bead as their lifeline, which is called their demon spirit heart.

The spiritual power conceived by the Yao Lingxin is extremely powerful, even the Phoenix Pills of the Divine Phoenix Clan can't compare to it, so the Yao Lingxin has always been a treasure coveted by the people of God's Domain.

Without the demon spirit heart, Yun Ranyue's wound has no ability to heal, the blood from her chest keeps flowing out, and the snow-colored clothes are dyed red.

He sealed the acupuncture point, stopped the blood in the chest, and put the Yao Lingxin in Nan Zhuohua's chest, a red light surrounded her body in an instant, and the wound on her chest was slowly healing at the speed of naked eyes.

Suddenly, Nan Zhuohua's body also changed, and his short body seemed to be growing.

Yun Ranyue's expression froze, and she whispered: "Yaoyao, are you going to grow up?"

When Yu Jiuqing was leaving, she told him that besides the sandalwood fruit, there is another way to gather her spirit, that is the demon spirit heart.

But now Nan Zhuohua's heartbeat is almost gone, and the only one who can save her is Yun Ranyue's Yao Lingxin.

Fortunately, unlike her previous life, where she was hit by the Soul Nail and could not be saved, this time, there is still room for her to be saved.

Nan Zhuohua's body was growing slowly, and the little skirt on his body was broken, Yun Ranyue took off his coat and wrapped it around her body, he lost a lot of blood, his body was crumbling, his thin lips were pale and colorless, slowly, he fell into a coma on the ground.

After a while, Nan Zhuohua on the jade bed slowly opened his eyes, the red light in his eyes was flowing, and the seductive red eyes were breathtaking.

She touched her chest and felt her heart beating. The wound on her chest was gone and it was intact. She sat up and looked at her slender figure with a dazed expression on her face.

She has grown up.

Getting out of bed, hugging the unconscious Yun Ranyue on the ground, brushing his bloody chest with trembling fingertips, her coquettish red eyes were filled with tears: "Yueyaer"

He gave her his demon heart.

Yun Ranyue woke up slowly, raised her hand to caress her face, and smiled faintly: "Yaoyao is not afraid, I will not die."

Yaoling people can still live without Yaoling's heart, but they are no longer invulnerable and invulnerable to all poisons.

(End of this chapter)