Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

On the Menglan River, countless army of alien races continue to cross the river and attack the winding walls of the demon race.

Boom boom!

The violent impact sounded constantly outside the array. This time after time, the seven people who acted as the eyes of the array were under tremendous pressure.

Suddenly, a harsh high-frequency cry sounded abruptly.

This scream hits people's hearts directly, penetrates into the consciousness, and makes people feel like an electric shock.

"what--!"

Seven people including Huangfuhuan and Qingze suddenly squatted down with their heads in pain.

At the same time, the Tianluo Seven Killing Star Dou formation that they supported also lost its power and was instantly broken.

Just when all the demons thought that foreign races would take the opportunity to invade in large numbers, the crazy foreign race troops suddenly seemed to have received the order of the summoning. They turned their heads and returned to the same way they came.

Gu Ye and the others, knelt on one knee, gasping for breath, and were surprised to see the foreigners defeating themselves without fighting. At the same time, the little monsters that entangled the spirit dove, the lonely cliff, and the others on the other side disappeared abruptly, and everything disappeared cleanly.

"What's going on?" Lingjiu was taken aback for a moment and asked.

However, no one can give him the answer.

He was surprised, and they also found it strange.

Turn into a human form and stand among them. Except for Guya, everyone else focused on him. His identity is not unfamiliar to the Mozu, but they are strange, why he is with the princess?

Gu Ya promptly said: "The sound of fighting has stopped, let's go see the king."

With this reminder, all the talents dispelled the curiosity in their hearts, converged their expressions, and chased after Si Mo where he was.

...

"Amo, you drink my blood." Mu Qingge held Si Mo and said to him.

In her desperate eyes, the hope that finally rose up, she would never give up. The pill in her hand is useless for Si Mo's injury, so her blood will always be useful!

Could the repair ability she gained because of the genetic modification agent be hidden in the blood? As long as Si Mo drinks her blood, can he recover on his own?

She looked expectant, but Si Mo smiled and shook his head after reacting.

Mu Qingge was anxious, trying to persuade, but heard Si Mo in a very low voice, slowly said: "How am I willing?" How can he be willing to eat the blood of Xiao Ge'er and continue his life?

Even if he knew that her recovery ability was very strong, but he didn't want to see her suffer the pain of blood loss.

Si Mo's words made Mu Qingge choked, and the tears that had been holding back in his eyes finally fell and dripped on Si Mo's pale cheeks.

She lowered her eyes, touched his **** mysterious clothes in her hand, and whispered softly: "You can't bear my suffering, so you are willing to let me be so helpless? A little blood is nothing, except you, I won't be right again. Who is so generous."

Having said that, she suddenly stretched out a palm across Si Mo's cheek, fixed his head in her bent elbow, and forced him to face herself.

When she moved, Si Mo guessed what she was going to do, and her pale eyes widened in shock.

He wanted to stop, but before he could speak, he saw Mu Qingge bit his tongue, and red blood overflowed between her lips.

The dazzling color made Si Mo very heartbroken.

However, Mu Qingge lowered his head, held his cold lips, forcefully pried open his closed teeth, poured the blood from the tip of the tongue into his mouth several times, forcing him to swallow it.

Si Mo looked at her in shock like a lightning strike.

Seeing his little song so stubborn, hurting himself so capriciously, just to save him. The coldness on his body seemed to be released at this moment and disappeared without a trace.

He tasted the taste of Mu Qingge's blood, that kind of bone-eroding taste, and he will not forget it in this life, the next life, and the next life.

How many mouthfuls of tongue blood did you get?

Mu Qingge did not count, nor did Si Mo.

Mu Qingge's veins have been held in his hand by Mu Qingge. After passing the blood to Si Mo, Mu Qingge has been looking forward to a miracle.

Of course...

"How could this happen? It can't be useless at all!" Mu Qingge raised her head. The injury on the tip of her tongue has been healed, but Si Mo's body has not improved at all.

"It must be that the blood volume is not enough!" Mu Qingge said to himself in despair.

Her appearance was as helpless as a child, and Si Mo felt pain in her heart. "Little song..." He wanted to tell her, don't blame yourself.

Don't blame yourself because you can't save yourself.

However, Mu Qingge did not listen to what he was saying at all. Instead, he took out a dagger and thrust it into his heart without hesitation.

Suddenly, blood came out like spring water.

This was not enough, Mu Qingge gritted his teeth, drew out the dagger, and cut the blood vessels in his hands, bleeding himself.

‘If there is not enough blood on the tip of the tongue, I will soak you with blood from my whole body! Mu Qingge said in his heart, and when Si Mo was shocked, he held him tightly and let his blood flow on him.

Mu Qingge's wounds healed extremely quickly, and whenever the blood stopped, she would use a dagger to pierce her body to let blood.

Si Mo was so distraught as he watched, his heart ached, and he shouted with all his strength, "Stop! Stop! If you do this again, I'd rather kill myself!"

"Shh~! Don't talk." Mu Qingge leaned her head on Si Mo's forehead, and the two embraced each other tightly. The corners of her mouth were lightly raised, jokingly: "You are not my opponent now, so I have to let me do it ."

"Little Geer... please... don't do this... are you trying to hurt me?" Si Mo shook his whole body, his voice mixed with pain.

Mu Qingge's blood stained the two of them into blood.

Her red clothes and his profound clothes were soaked in blood at this moment, and it was no longer possible to tell who was bleeding.

‘Why, why... why is it useless at all! Mu Qingge clung to Si Mo's pulse, and kept roaring in his heart.

Her blood can't save Si Mo, it can't save!

This answer seemed to have passed her too late, making her feel painful.

‘What else can I do? How to do? Mu Qingge hugged Si Mo very tightly. At this time, Si Mo had fallen into a coma. The silent sleep made Mu Qingge wrapped in unprecedented fear.

It seemed that all around her was plunged into darkness and coldness.

‘Why won’t I reverse the curse? When Mu Qingge was extremely desperate, he questioned himself in his heart.

They finally arrived at Guya, but they saw the broken and messy battlefield, and two people who were hugging each other tightly and were soaked in blood.

They were shocked by the scene in front of them, and they even dared not come forward to ask any questions.

Because Mu Qingge's unwillingness to yield in his eyes, and his unwillingness to despair in his eyes are too scary.

‘I can save him. Suddenly, a voice came out of Mu Qingge's mind, which made her dim eyes light up again.