After saying that, Golden Snake hummed to show off, the meaning was very obvious, please beg me, beg me, and I will intercede for you!
Cang Ming's eyes darkened, and he glanced at Wushuang with his eyes closed, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't know when he started to like to look at her, and even more like to stay by her side. She was very kind and familiar.
Just like being with Hikaru many years ago...
Can't help but think of Guang, Cang Ming's heart was shocked, but she didn't know why Wushuang and Guang were connected together. Guang, what would it be like to be reborn after a thousand years? The long-lost feeling made Cang Ming care more about Wushuang at this moment...
Golden Snake waited for a while but Cang Ming didn't come to beg him. In a blink of an eye, he was about to speak, but he saw Cang Ming staring at his master, and he couldn't help but feel a hint of contempt in his heart.
"The only person my master loves is Feng Xinglie, so please step aside." Golden Snake pouted.
Cang Ming ignored Jin Snake's words, but looked at Wu Shuang and felt very at ease.
"Have you seen enough?" Wushuang, who had his eyes closed, opened them while he was in deep emotion.
Cang Ming's face turned red and he shifted his gaze in a dirty manner.
"You like me!" Wushuang stared at Cang Ming without any fluctuation in his eyes. His tone was not a question, but an affirmation.
She has been in contact with all kinds of people in modern times, and can better understand the thoughts in people's hearts.
When Cang Ming interacted with Jin Snake, she noticed that although Cang Ming never said anything about what she had experienced with him from beginning to end, she could vaguely guess that something must have happened between them.
She could feel his bitterness every time, as if she would kill him if she remembered everything.
"No...no." Unexpectedly, Wushuang would be so direct. For a moment, Cang Ming was at a loss.
Wushuang withdrew his gaze and said coldly: "It would be better if I didn't. I am a woman stained with blood, but God made me come here thousands of years ago. Although I have lost some memories, my heart seems to have been given to him. It's impossible."
Giving anyone a glimmer of hope.”
Feng Xinglie was a name she heard, but it stirred up waves in her heart, and a story made her completely trust her without questioning. It was the first time she felt this way.
She didn't have a heart in her previous life, but now she has a heart. By giving her heart to others, she is definitely giving anyone a glimmer of hope. Cang Ming, a half-orc, doesn't know what happened between them, but she has absolute trust in his loyalty.
, and he deserves better!
"Thousands of years ago?" After a long silence, Cang Ming turned his head and looked a little blank. He heard this sentence most clearly.
A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Wushuang's lips: "It should be a thousand years later, it will be more advanced than here, but it is just as bloodthirsty as here."
Cang Ming didn't know what Wushuang meant by a thousand years later, but from her tone, he could feel that the cruelty of that era, a thousand years, and a thousand years of rebirth also ignited a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Yue Wushuang, do you know that you and my light are so similar, the way you speak, the movements you make from time to time...
A cold wind blew and mist rose from the sky.
Bai Jiao's eyes flashed red while he was flying, but he slowly hid himself again. His flying speed seemed to be faster than before...
Dragon King Tianya.
The entire Dragon King's Palace was apparently quiet, with the pharmacists waiting inside and outside.
The king's tendons and veins were all shattered by fighting energy, and a hole was pierced in his heart. Now it was beating weakly, and his breath was obviously unstable. Everyone's face was tense, and their hearts were lifted.
Feng Xinglie is the god of the entire Dragon Emperor and the backer of the Dragon Emperor. Without him, the people of the Dragon Emperor will definitely suffer from the chaos.
Since the king ascended the throne, the people have lived a stable life. The king, who was like a god, was injured by the emperor and the empress. They were naturally aggrieved. For several days, the entire Dragon City was in commotion.
They were discussing that if Wushuang showed up with that angry look, they would really want to tear her to pieces!
The people were discussing, and the Dragon Emperor's civil and military officials were also discussing that the empress was indeed the daughter of King Xilin, and she had hurt the king, which made them very angry, but no one dared to give random orders before the king woke up.
Feng Lingye has been frowning tightly these days, and the princes of several countries are also frowning. They don't know what they are thinking in their hearts. Everything is confusing.
In the Dragon Palace, white gauze was stretched all over the body, Feng Xinglie's face was pale and he was unconscious.
The pharmacists waiting in the entire hall did not dare to breathe. They were extremely worried. Wang's heart was shattered and it was difficult to recover. The wound on his chest was very deep. It was a miracle that Wang was still alive after being stabbed into the heart.
Already...
I'm not sure whether they can be saved. Now I can only look forward to God's blessing and hope that Wang can survive this ordeal.
"How's it going?" Feng Lingye walked in from the door with a tired look on his face, as if he had rushed back in a hurry.
"Still not awake." The pharmacist shook his head and sighed.
Feng Lingye stepped forward and looked at the sleeping man, who was still frowning tightly. His heart thumped, and his pale face made him dare not imagine the consequences.
He had investigated a lot of things in the past few days. He was so angry that day that he couldn't tell the difference between good and bad...
After hearing Yan Mu Qingfeng's words when he came back, he thought carefully about what kind of person Yue Wushuang was. They knew how they could be afraid of blood and how they could feel nauseated when they smell blood.
And there’s one more thing – Yue Wushuang won’t cry!
Yue Wushuang is as strong as any woman. Her tears are the most precious. The more distressed she is, the colder and bloodier her face becomes, and the crazier she becomes.
That day in the square, the woman with the same appearance as Wushuang seemed very excited after what she wanted to say was interrupted by the Ghost King. Wasn't she?
What is she not...?
I have been investigating this situation for several days, but not much information has been obtained. Everything seems to be so airtight that no one can detect it at all.
"Your Majesty, there is a man named Yueshuo outside the palace gate asking to see him." The guard came forward to report.
Yueshuo? Feng Lingye's eyes lit up: "Quick, let him in."
Yueshuo was taken away by Xilin and can return to the Dragon King. Has the poison on his body been lifted?
After a while, Yue Shuo entered the hall. His white clothes looked more domineering than before. All the poison on his body had been cured, and his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.