My wife came out to poison people again

Chapter 1487 Great God's Help!
"Don't just talk about women, men are the same. That heart is like a vast ocean, unfathomable, and it's easier to fill others up!"

Jiang Yuxi smiled, and gave him a sideways glance.

"Others? Where did they come from?"

Beichen Siming frowned even more tightly.

"Oh, you know what you're asking!"

Jiang Yuxi smiled coldly.

"This deity."

Just as Beichen Siming wanted to continue to question, he felt a pain in his wrist, and his mind was pulled away immediately.

"hiss"

Jiang Yuxi also began to feel it, which was different from the heart-piercing pain before, this time it was numbness, and she almost felt that half of her body was going to be stiff.

"It will be fine soon, just be patient!"

Beichen Siming frowned, clenched his teeth and comforted her, sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead.

In fact, he never said that Jiang Yuxi would not be in pain during this transition of the power of the dragon, because he is the one who will be in pain!
"Well, I can bear it!"

Jiang Yuxi nodded resolutely, and when she glanced out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Beichen Siming's gradually pale face, and immediately felt worried.

"How are you doing?"

"I'm fine, but I just lost some spiritual energy."

Beichen Siming shook his head resolutely, pretended nothing happened, and flung a handsome wink at her.

"is it?"

Jiang Yuxi looked at him suspiciously. Seeing his expression, it didn't look like he had just exhausted his spiritual energy.

"The power of the magic dragon is coming, inch by inch, migrating from your body!"

With his eyes closed, Beichen Siming seemed to be able to feel it.

"Ok!"

Even if she wanted to stay as far away from him as possible, her previous habits made her trust him immediately and unconditionally.

"Okay, it's now, let's separate!"

Seeing that the time for the half stick of incense had passed, Beichen Siming suddenly opened his silver eyes and separated his hands.

"hiss"

The moment of separation, the wound was torn open. Jiang Yuxi held her wrist, sprinkled a little powder, and bandaged it briefly. When she looked up, she saw Beichen Siming with her eyes closed, sitting cross-legged, with her forehead His face was covered in cold sweat, and he didn't look harmless at all.

"what happened to you?"

Jiang Yuxi pursed her lips tightly, leaned over, and just got closer, and felt the cold air released from his body, it was really extremely cold.

"Great God? Can you speak? This has become a fixed iceberg, so it won't freeze to death."

Jiang Yuxi's expression was a bit complicated, and she couldn't allow her to think anymore. With a flame burning in her hand, she moved close to him, trying to keep him warm.

"Didn't I say that the power of the magic dragon will not harm you? Then how did it become like this? If this continues, will it be unbearable!"

Putting his hands on Beichen Siming's face and arms, he used a steady stream of hot flames to warm his body.

"God."

I don't know how long it took, but Jiang Yuxi's temperature was about to be covered, and even she and herself were about to be frozen, so she couldn't help but yelled softly.

In the next second, Beichen Siming, who thought he would not move, opened his eyes suddenly, and grasped Jiang Yuxi's arm. The coldness and evil spirit in his eyes made people feel terrified at a glance.

"God, it's me!"

Seeing that he was still fine, he let out a mouthful of dirty air and burst into a warm smile.

"It's you."

After staring at her beautiful face for a long time, the evil spirit in Beichen Siming's eyes gradually dissipated.

(End of this chapter)