The Demon Wife Falls From Heaven

Chapter 227

"The safety of the Valley of Warcraft will be entrusted to you tonight."

Xueyue stood up lightly, smoothed her sleeves and robe, put her hands behind her back, as if she was about to leave.

"Master, where are you going?"

Congruo nodded in response, thinking that Xueyue rarely leaves Yuemen Mountain, she was a little worried, since Congliu was recalled, where is Master going?
"Divine Realm."

Xueyue's figure paused, her face hesitated for a moment, and then dissipated, and the cloud lightly answered Congruo, and the figure of Shengxue in white disappeared instantly.

"Divine Realm?"

Cong Ruo looked at the empty room, and was dazed for a moment. Master has been away from the divine realm for decades, and now finally, are you going back?
Pursing her mouth, Congruo shook her head, forget it, don't think too much, if you respect the master, let's take good care of Warcraft Valley... After all, that interesting little cat demon is still there.

When he came back to his senses, Cong Ruo devoted himself to his duties and looked at the situation of the people who participated in the final assessment in the circular light mirror. Seeing that Su Luoxun and Bai Lisha were leaning on each other to sleep, there was no danger around the cave, so he felt relieved. .

God Realm, No.70 Yachongtian, Shenju Pavilion.

Qing Mohan was lying in the burning furnace, his face was flushed, but his lips were without a trace of blood, his body was soaked in sweat, and his expression was filled with unbearable pain.

It has been almost a month, and the fusion of the god bones is really not optimistic. It is really not easy to insert the bone taken from the partial bone into the main god bone to replace the original position. With the help of the god of medicine , Qing Mohan had forced the side bone into it.

It's just that this fusion is a little troublesome, and it can't achieve the desired result, but Qing Mohan is in pain.

After all, the partial bone could not bear the position of the main god bone. Qing Mohan had to keep repairing and stabilizing the partial bone in its original position, consuming energy for a long time, and only Qing Mohan knew the pain during the period.

"Little Nine."

The warm voice penetrated the furnace, and Qing Mohan suddenly opened his blood-red eyes, stretched his upper body with great effort, and looked at the man in white clothes standing outside the furnace, with horns on his forehead, red eyes, white clothes, and hanging lips. smiling at the sign.

"It's you……"

There was a hint of surprise in Qing Mohan's voice, looking at the familiar face, the past flooded in for a while, and the painful memory accompanied by the disappearing person instantly overwhelmed Qing Mohan's reason.

Struggling to stand up from the furnace, Qing Mohan endured the pain in his body, and approached Xueyue step by step.

"Why, come back?"

After leaving the melting furnace, Qing Mohan's face was frighteningly pale, his skin as transparent as a cicada's wings made one shudder, and under the fair complexion one could faintly see the red blood vessels running away.

"I see, your cat."

Xueyue looked into Qing Mohan's eyes quietly. After so many years, Qing Mohan couldn't let go, and likewise, she couldn't let go either.

The fall of Tianhou is a great loss to their Qilin God Clan.

It has been many years, and their Qilin lineage has very few bloodlines, and finally hoped for such a powerful god as Tianhou, but in the end...

Thinking of her aunt's death, Xue Yue felt heartbroken for a while, because he was not the main clan, how much he received cold eyes, only his aunt treated him so well.

For this reason, he hated Qing Mohan, but after so many years, after all, it was irreparable. Of course he knew that it was the most painful thing for Qing Mohan...

(End of this chapter)