Remnant King and Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

——Xiyue's eyes sharpened, Emperor Gu and Soul Gu shot into Xuanjing's body like lightning, and then swam into the dantian along with the true energy, and bit the thick black piece with her mouth open.

The three-pronged approach of elixir, poisonous poison, and true qi, the blackness in Xuanjing's dantian was rapidly disappearing, and finally the heart elixir regained its brightness, and Xiyue fed another elixir into his dantian. mouth, spiritual power immediately flooded into the dantian, and the surroundings of Xindan were filled with spiritual energy.

While helping him to devour the elixir, she continued to send spiritual power until Xuanjing's heart was burning brightly, and when the surroundings were surrounded by spiritual energy like a fairyland, Xiyue stopped sweating profusely.

Withdrawing his hand, he took back the Emperor Gu and the Living Soul Gu, only to find that what was wrapped in his palm were nothing but two fist-sized corpses.

"Master?"

Xiyue turned her head in surprise, looking at the pear ghost mother-in-law floating in the air, but the pear ghost mother-in-law nodded, smiled and comforted her.

"It doesn't matter, they devoured the poison in the emperor's body. If they couldn't bear it, it was worth dying. After the pear ghost mother-in-law finished speaking, she stretched out her hand, and the poison in Xiyue's palm disappeared."

She pursed her lips and nodded, feeling a little distressed. Gu Du had been with her for a long time and had protected her well. Now in her eyes, no matter how poisonous Gu Du was, she was also her good helper and good friend, and now he died all of a sudden. Two, it's really embarrassing.

Subsequently,

The pear ghost mother-in-law returned to the soul-gathering lamp a little tiredly with the heart gu. Before the light was turned off, Xiyue seemed to remember something, and hurriedly turned her head to speak to the pear ghost mother-in-law.

"Master..."

The pear ghost mother-in-law smiled softly, pointed to the flickering lights in the lamp and said.

"The young man is very good, and he is concentrating on cultivation. He said that if he cultivates a lot now, he will recover his soul early, and it will be much easier for the apprentice to reshape his real body in the future."

"Thank you, Master, take care."

Xiyue was overjoyed, and immediately put away the soul-collecting lamp, put it back into the void, and when she turned her head to look at Xuanjing again, she really had a little complexion, and Xiyue forced herself to inject some spiritual energy into his body.

Tomorrow's spiritual consciousness has been quietly in Xiyue's body, and seeing Xiyue transporting the spiritual energy collected by the Lingzhu out again, she moved slightly, and said in a voice transmission.

"He's fine, you don't have to force luck, Xi'er, stop."

"it is good."

Xiyue quickly withdrew her hand, stuck out her tongue, and almost forgot that tomorrow's consciousness is on her body, watching her, fearing that something will happen to her.

Now that they are husband and wife, putting a ray of spiritual consciousness on each other's bodies is like becoming one, I don't know how convenient it is.

If they are a well-matched couple, they can practice both. In this way, they will benefit each other, but Xiyue can't practice, which is a waste of tomorrow's pure body.

but,

In this way, the ordinary life of a husband and wife is something they all like very much.

……

On the bed, the comatose person frowned slightly, Xiyue hurriedly leaned over and held Xuanjing's hand, thinking that he would wake up, but after seeing him only reacted slightly, but Passed out.

Xiyue felt a little helpless, so she stood up, walked out of the palace, turned and said to the guards.

"Where's Wei Ying?"

"Responding to my lord, Weiying is sitting in the tent—"

The guard's words made Xiyue's eyes flash with admiration, as expected of the person Xuanjing has been taking with him, but also loyal...

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There should be more updates today, haha, I don’t know how many updates I owe, forgive me, dears