Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 1384 If you do not leave, I will not abandon (5)

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Under her tears, the ice beads condensed on Xuehu's body actually began to melt, the cold feeling gradually subsided, and the fur on her body returned to normal.

Yang Zimei reached out and touched Xuehu's head that was scorched by the thunder.

It would be great if his own tears could also restore his head to its original shape.

However, there were tears dripping just now, which were only useful for the cold, not for the scorched black.

Maybe it was because the coldness on his body was lifted.

Xuehu's face showed a slightly soothing expression, curled up in Yang Zimei's arms, like all pets, making people feel cute and well-behaved.

She tested its pulse and breathing, and it felt much more stable.

"Is little fox all right?"

Long Zhutian reached out and hugged her, "Are you crying for him or me just now?"

"All."

Yang Zimei didn't hide anything, "You and Xuehu are two people with completely different meanings to me, but they are the most important to me."

"Well, from now on, no matter where we go, we will take this little fox with us."

Long Zhutian's eyes fell on Xuehu's head, "This one?"

"Heavenly Tribulation, struck by Thunder God."

Yang Zi hugged Xuehu tightly with eyebrows aching.

"Brother Zhutian, let me take a closer look at your chest."

Xiaoqian said from the side, "Look what kind of sorcery it is."

"This is not sorcery, it is the black magic of the vampire family."

Long Zhutian stretched out his hand and touched it, "Don't worry, I won't let me die, it's just..."

Seeing Yang Zimei's worried gaze, he stopped and didn't say any more.

"Just what?"

Yang Zimei became even more anxious.

"It's just within the control of the caster."

Long Zhutian smiled, "This is the price paid by the Holy Father for betraying him to me."

"Was it done by your Holy Father?"

Yang Zimei's pupils shrank, and unconsciously revealed a smirk, which made Xiaoqian, who was used to her, shudder unconsciously, and looked at Yang Zimei in shock.

"Ah."

Long Zhutian also noticed the unusual aura on her body, and hugged her waist tightly, "I don't blame him, and you don't blame him either. From now on, the two of us will live a good life, don't be affected by anyone. we're together."

"I'm weird!"

Yang Zi looked at him painfully and said, "He cast this black magic on you and cut off your hand. Can we be together without being affected?"

"The hand was cut off by myself. He saved my life back then, so I took advantage of giving him an arm. As for the black magic, as long as I look for him every other year, nothing will happen. gone."

Long Zhutian said to her guiltily, "Only in this way, I can exchange those tens of thousands of brothers from being destroyed, but I made you worry, I'm sorry."

"I'm fine, I'm just worried that you will be in pain."

Yang Zimei leaned her head on his shoulder, but her mind was constantly thinking about how to get rid of the black magic on him.

It doesn't matter if you break an arm.

She really didn't want him to be manipulated and controlled by magic.

I only understand Eastern metaphysics, which is completely incompatible with Western magic, and the breath is also repulsive.

How can it be broken?

"Sister, didn't you take a black rose star at an auction before?"

Xiaoqian asked suddenly.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Yang Zimei's mind, and she hurriedly took out the black rose star hidden in the corner of the storage ring.

Seeing this black rose, Long Zhutian's long and narrow eyes flashed with light...

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(End of this chapter)