The 101st way to die

Chapter 379 The Empress's Sadness

Chapter 379 The Empress's Sadness

After Mu Xueyue left, she finally couldn't hold back and fell into the snow-white bellflowers, which were dyed red, and the blood-red petals fell with the wind.

She was seriously injured, but she didn't want Xueyue to worry.Covering the bleeding hole with both hands, he absorbed the immortal energy with difficulty, but the wound did not heal at all.

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, the injury might not heal without thousands of years of training.But Jin Ye was still waiting for her, she couldn't allow herself to stay in the fairy world for so long.

The wind chimes shook their bodies one after another, and the snow-white petals seemed to be under a meteor shower. From beyond the 33rd sky, an ice-blue light broke through the power of the interface and came to Su Qing who was lying in the center of the snow-white petals.

Her tears flowed down her cheeks again uncontrollably, and she murmured: "Hao Cheng——"

This icy blue light drilled into the sea of ​​divine consciousness, and the icy blue diamond-shaped object became a little bigger.

But there was another stone that flew into Su Qing's sea of ​​consciousness. She left it to Hao Cheng before she left, and now it is also taking Hao Cheng to break through the boundary to find her.

A steady stream of energy gushed out from this stone, repairing the scars on her body, especially the hole, which gradually shrank until there was no trace left.

The wounds caused by the power of heaven can only be repaired by the power of heaven in the same world.

This broken world is the capital of Jin Ye's ability to become a god. He himself owns a complete small world and is the master of this small world.

Jin Ye's godhead was shattered, and with it, this small world was also shattered.Originally, this small world was wider, but the real Lake of Falling Stars had long since disappeared, and what was inside the broken small world was only a small part of it.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, even if his godhead was broken and he didn't know himself, she still wanted to protect herself everywhere.

Jin Ye, when I get you back completely, even if you die, I won't be afraid.

……

The wound on her body was barely healed, and she was going to break the boundary.The power of luck in her body has been broken, and she doesn't have to continue to die.But she had to speed up her journey and retrieve all his godhead fragments this morning.She was afraid that if time dragged on for a long time, it would only be bad for him.

If you don't need to die, you don't deliberately find someone with bad luck as a host.Meeting him so quickly in every life is the guidance of the Qiqiao Linglong Mirror.

The head was dizzy, the whole body was hot, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, his consciousness was still a little clear, so Su Qing knew that the original owner must be sick.Then he lay down on the bed and passed out.

In her sleep, she saw her kneeling on the cold ground. It was pouring rain outside. The heavy rain brought a strong wind, which made her face hurt, her hair was messed up, and her body was drenched.

She had a sad look on her face, and just by looking at her eyes, she knew that there was too much grievance and sadness hidden.

Many people passed her back and forth, but no one stopped to help her up, and no one held an umbrella for her.

She didn't know how long she knelt, but the heavy rain didn't stop, washing her body.

When Su woke up, his body had survived. If she hadn't come, he might have died of typhoid fever.

Frowning, she can still meet short-lived ghosts in this way, it seems that her luck is really not ordinary "good".

Barely propped up, just lying on the back, looking at the furniture made of high-quality wood, you know that the family is not simple, and there is a sense of indescribable luxury everywhere.

But Su Qing always felt it was very strange, and then suddenly realized that such a family had no servants to take care of her, no one to take care of her when she was sick, what kind of aristocratic family should it be.

(End of this chapter)

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