love across the three realms

Chapter 661 I Don't Love You (2)

"How to find someone who matches her?" Satan frowned slightly as he looked down at the cheek that had lost its beauty.

Michael looked at Satan, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "If it is His Highness, would His Highness be willing to part with you?"

"Me?" Satan's first reaction was not reluctance, but surprise.

One of him and her is a demon, and the other is a human being. He really can't see where there is any similarity.

Beryl and Michael looked at each other and understood.

He Xing was fused with the blood of Satan and Michael. The blood of demons and angels flowed in her body at the same time. Although she was still a mortal, her physique had actually changed.If there are only Satan and Michael in this world who can provide her with the source of organs.

But it is also because of this that He Xing can be said to be lucky. After all, whether it is Satan or Michael, if half of the internal organs are given to her, she will not suffer too much damage. After a period of time, she will regenerate. Completion.

How could this be possible for ordinary and fragile human beings.

"It doesn't matter if your Highness doesn't want to give up, I can do it too." Michael coughed again, but his posture was still noble and elegant.

"Use mine!" Satan frowned, and he didn't know why he continued this sentence without any delay.

However, just thinking about this lifeless woman, if there is a community with others in her body, there will be an uncontrollable irritability flowing in her blood.

"I just don't want to cause extra problems. If you use yours, it will naturally affect your ability to heal. Besides, I don't like to owe any emotional debts, which will only increase the damage to Si'er."

Satan said one more thing than he needed to do, and handed He Xing into Beryl's arms.

"When will we do it?" Satan turned to Michael.

"This matter should not be delayed, Your Highness, please set aside a quiet place."

Satan said to the demon servant beside him: "Do it."

It took Michael half a day to transplant half of Satan's internal organs into He Xinger's body, no matter how hard his physical strength was, he finally fainted in front of He Xinger's bed.

Humanity is that it is difficult for a healer to heal himself, so Satan thought deeply, and ordered the magic doctor to prepare an elixir for Michael, and sent him to a small building specially set up for him to recuperate.

Satan stared at He Xing on the bed, what magic power was there on that face that made both the Eastern Immortal and the Western Angel willing to sacrifice everything for her?

There is a voice in my heart sneering: laugh at a hundred steps at fifty steps, if you are like this yourself, why should you doubt others?
Satan tightened his face, slammed the voice in his heart, stopped looking at that delicate face, turned around and strode out.

Deep night.

The night in Moyu is beautiful, the sky is dark red, and the clouds are thin, like a rose-colored veil covering it.

A graceful figure walked quickly into the small building with white walls and red roof, directly went up to the second floor, and flashed into the spacious and comfortable bedroom.

The exquisite and gorgeous wrought iron bed is surrounded by elegant white gauze.

Night Breeze slipped in through the half-open window, playfully rolled up the white gauze, and half-hidden and half-revealed the slender figure in the middle of the big bed.

His silver-white hair was scattered smoothly on the pillow, his white robe was still on his body, and his shoulders were gently enveloped by a light green divine light. It was his own divine healing power, and he was spontaneously healing his shoulders.

Xiao Shisi quietly touched the side of the bed, quietly looking at that face that could be called beautiful, a layer of mist slowly gathered in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)