Uncle is lucky to marry me

Chapter 819 How dare you lie to me!

Finally, Xia Ji's mood was slightly disturbed, and her endurance was almost at the limit. What's going on, why did this happen, it didn't make sense, Xia Ji felt like she was in a raging fire, and she was in extreme pain.

Finally, she could no longer bear the intense burning load, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her body also fell down!

Ling Yue stayed aside to protect her. Seeing her suddenly vomit blood and fall down, he hurried over to help her up, and asked nervously, "Xia'er? What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Xia Ji's eyes were a little hollow, and it took a long time before she slowly recovered.

She was badly hurt.

What's more, the pain of burning her spiritual core made her feel a little dazed, and she was a little confused for a while, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and could only feel the burning fire all over her body. It's about to make her explode!
She supported Ling Yue's arm, and after a long time, she let out a breath slowly, and then spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, her eyes gradually recovered.

Ling Yue supported her nervously, intending to transfer some spiritual energy to heal her, but Xia Ji stopped her: "No."

She can't bear any spiritual power at all now. Not only will the transitional spiritual power not help her, but it may also aggravate her injuries. This is what happened to her. Fortunately, she stopped in time. Otherwise, at this moment, she would have exploded and died!
No, there must be something wrong.

Xia Ji narrowed her eyes, and stared deeply at the holy blood bead hanging in the center of the formation. The blood in the silver needle was still dripping into the holy blood bead, but once it landed on the holy blood bead, Soon it was completely swallowed by the holy blood.

What is wrong?

Xia Ji frowned, and suddenly, she made a sharp move, took back the silver needle that was dripping blood into the holy blood bead, and said to Ling Yue, "Stretch out your hand."

Ling Yue didn't understand what was going on, but he still stretched out his hand, and Xia Ji dripped a few drops of blood onto Ling Yue's palm.

"You should practice your skills now to melt the blood." Xia Ji whispered.

Ling Yue complied.

Xia Ji frowned: "How do you feel?"

Ling Yue shook his head blankly: "I don't feel it."

Xia Ji, who was sitting weakly on the ground, suddenly pushed Ling Yue away, stood up abruptly, and arrived in front of Han Qingjue in a few steps, and slapped Han Qingjue mercilessly face.

On Han Qingjue's pale face, there seemed to be no reaction, a little bloodshot from the corner of her lips.

With difficulty, she raised her eyelids to look at Xia Ji, and slightly twitched the corners of her lips.

She wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh anymore.

Ever since Xia Ji vomited blood and fell to the ground just now, she knew that her trick was about to be discovered, so now that Xia Ji rushed towards her, she wasn't even the slightest surprise.

Even, she was so weak now that she couldn't feel the pain from her slap on her face.

She was really tired and tired, almost unable to hold on.

"Little bitch! How dare you lie to me!" Xia Ji's expression was ferocious, far from the gentleness who always smiled at the corners of her eyes, she bent down and grabbed Han Qing fiercely. Jue's wrist trembled with anger, and his fingers tightly pinched Han Qingjue's right wrist——

(End of this chapter)