Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 85

Monster blood?
Startled, Bai Yu suddenly raised her head and said, "You said I have the blood of the demon clan in my body?"

"Heh." Yanxue sneered, holding the little dragon that Luoshui turned into with one half of his palm, and mockingly said: "What if there is? What if there is no? Your existence will only be an insult to my monster clan."

If he didn't have the blood of the monster race, he thought the fire of the heart would exist in his body as a young man?
Simply dreaming.

The fire of the heart of the senior sister is the fire of nirvana of the phoenix blood, if it is not for him to have the blood of the monster race.

Already burned to ashes by the fire of the heart, even the soul will be burned completely, how can he live until now?

Moreover, the existence of Bai Yu is against the law of heaven.

Just like humans and monsters have different paths, and humans and ghosts have different paths, if humans and monsters fall in love, stay together, and have children, they are destined to be tolerated by heaven and earth.

"No wonder, there is always something in my body holding back the fire of my fusion heart..." Bai Yu murmured, suddenly lost.

"Want to merge the Fire of Heart?" Yanxue sneered: "It's ridiculous, as long as you still have two bloodlines, you will never be able to merge the Fire of Heart, never even think about it for the rest of your life."

Yanxue's last words were spoken through gritted teeth and a bit of sarcasm.

Should Bai Yu be rejoicing?He with two bloodlines?It just restrained the burning of the fire in the heart, otherwise I'm afraid I would have died long ago and couldn't die anymore.

Not even ashes will remain.

"Junior Sister, bring Junior Sister Luoshui into the temple, I'll take care of it here." Bei Muge said softly, holding Feng Wu in one hand and Lve Ying Sword tightly in the other.

He raised his finger to Bai Yu.

Seeing this, Yanxue nodded, and walked into the temple holding the golden little dragon.

Holding Feng Wu in his arms, Bei Muge confronted Bai Yu with a sword, even though they were separated by a barrier.

But the tense atmosphere broke through the barrier.

"Muge..." Feng Wu woke up leisurely, and she was not surprised when she saw herself being hugged by Bei Muge, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Wu'er, are you awake?" Bei Muge pursed his lips and responded with a happy smile.

Feng Wu nodded, there was no pain in her chest, which made her frown.

If it weren't for the plum-like bloodstains, she could hardly believe that she was injured and passed out just now.

Just now, what happened?
The scene before her accident kept flashing in her mind, her chest was obviously pierced into her heart, how long had it been since she was standing here intact?

Leaving the support of Bei Muge's body, she moved casually, and the dizzy feeling from excessive blood loss made her clearly know that the real sword had actually pierced her chest.

But why?
Feng Wu clutched her chest, the sticky feeling of blood on the clothes was still there, and it was still a little wet.

"Here, doesn't it hurt anymore?" Feng Wu murmured softly, with some tentativeness in her words, she looked at Bei Muge suspiciously and asked, "Why am I okay?"

She had experienced the feeling of being close to death, so how could she forget it?
"Yes……"

"Of course it's fine." Yanxue walked out of the temple, and the Shuiyuexingsword once again transformed into her waist, and said with a smile: "That sword didn't hurt the vitals, and a Wuji pill will keep you safe nothing."

"Oh." Feng Wu was full of doubts about her words, but didn't think much about it.

Although she was still puzzled, she also believed Yanxue's words, looked up and saw Bai Yu.

"Bai Yu, your previous life has been destroyed by your sword strike just now; even if you and I were a fiancée a thousand years ago, that was a thousand years ago and has nothing to do with me in this life. You can go." Feng Wu said, rubbing her dizzy head wearily, looking at the person who suddenly stood up beside her, smiled slightly, and leaned on him casually.

Giving him all the weight to support her, that sense of trust made Bei Muge instantly feel at ease.

"Wu'er, shall I go to your house to propose marriage?" Bei Muge asked softly, with a cautious look and a little expectation.

That appearance couldn't help but make Feng Wu chuckle, raised his head to look at him, stretched out his hand to hold his hand, intersected his five fingers, and said with a bright smile: "Okay."

"Wu'er, what did you just say?" Bei Muge thought he was hallucinating, and asked again.

"I said, okay." Feng Wu couldn't help laughing, and repeated it with a smile, falling in love with Jun, no matter what the previous life was, she just wanted to have no regrets in this life.

(End of this chapter)