Mu Qinghe fell to the ground.

At this time, he was only about an inch away from the golden thread.

But he didn't move.

The severe pain made him curl up unconsciously.

A burst of burnt smell came from him.

Especially the positions of his wrists and ankles were burnt and black, and his flesh was rolled up, and he was twisted and deformed a little bit under the burning of the high temperature!

His face was pale as pale as a ghost.

Blood kept spilling out of the corners of the mouth.

His body was clearly hot and hot, but he felt that his body was getting colder inch by inch.

Together with skin, muscles, blood, bones...

It's like falling into the abyss.

His consciousness gradually became blurred.

In the blank mind, there was only a familiar face with a smile.

At that time, she was still young, but she had already shown her full-body style.

Even if you walk on the crowded streets, you are still the most conspicuous one.

Anyone who sees it knows that she must have an extraordinary identity.

In comparison, he is dirty and skinny, and is as humble as mud.

When she came over, he even thought of running away for the first time.

However, a humble desire surged in the deepest part of his heart, which made him finally choose to stand still.

It was a long time later that he realized that there was a word used to describe the situation at that time, which was the most appropriate one.

The difference between clouds and mud.

"Then you go with me!"

She tilted her head and said with a smile.

At that time, he knew that this sentence would determine his life.

Mu Qinghe curled up, her head and face buried in her arms.

It seems that this is the only way to be safer.

His lips moved, but he felt that there was a flame spreading over his mouth and tongue.

"...Your Highness..."

He murmured, the extremely faint sound dissipated between his lips and teeth.

The flames around him rushed up quickly, completely swallowing his figure!

A glimmer of light flashed quickly in Rong Xiu's eyes, and he immediately took back the golden thread.

He glanced at the person in his arms.

The heat waves were rolling around, but she still showed no sign of waking up.

Rong Xiu hugged the person tightly, turned around and headed towards the exit quickly!

The stairs had collapsed, but that was not a problem for him.

Behind him, several phantoms were still fighting fiercely, and the blood whips had already been burned into the fierce flames!

Rong Xiu slapped his palm upwards!

The seal above the head opens!

A ray of sky light shines in!

He looked back and then his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot!

"Rong Xiu!"

Angry and unwilling shout echoed underground!

......

Rong Xiu came out from the ground and raised his wrist.

Two golden and black flames rushed out one after another and returned to his body.

The dumplings flew out immediately.

A piece of black and black in the cave entrance was faintly visible.

Rong Xiu raised his hand.

An extremely complex mysterious formation flew out instantly and directly sealed the entrance of the cave!

The totem of Yuntianque appears and disappears on it.

Soon, the cold and vicious sound gradually dissipated.

Rong Xiu closed his eyes.

The other party dared not come out, at most it would be a mess to this extent.

“…Rong Xiu…”

The man in his arms shouted his name softly.

Rong Xiu immediately lowered his eyes and found that she had not woken up, but was just calling him unconsciously.

Rong Xiu pushed apart the broken hair on her face, gently held up her face, and kissed her eyebrows.

Take care and cherish.

Chu Liuyue's originally slightly frown stretched out.

Rong Xiu picked up the man horizontally and was about to walk forward when his chest suddenly shook.

A bright red blood stain overflowed from the corners of her lips.

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I went out for a day yesterday, and it was hard to describe it, so tired that I was paralyzed.
Chapter completed!