Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh he is sorry for her
[69 Book Bar - www.] Hu Xiaoxian also vaguely felt that the atmosphere at this moment was not only a little awkward, but also very solemn, and it seemed that it might explode at any time! Could it be that Ji Yeche had already guessed that the Five Poison Pearl he just threw was intended to kill
The person he died of was Jade Lily?
No, we cannot allow conflict between them, and we cannot allow either of them to be harmed! Never allow it!
"Ji Yeche, why are you here?" Hu Xiaoxian quickly grasped Ji Yeche's hand and pulled him back hard to keep him at a sufficient distance from Yu Lily.
Ji Yeche glanced at the Jade Lily over there again, then withdrew his eyes and looked at Hu Xiaoxian, "The boundary between the Nether World and the Human World has been opened, and a large number of ghosts from the Nether World have invaded the human world. I
As a member of the human world, I naturally have a duty to do!"
"Ji Yeche, well, you are right! No matter what you say, I, Fox Fairy, will support you!" Fox Fairy gave a thumbs up, stretched out to Ji Yeche, and smiled sweetly at him.
That smile was intoxicating, making Ji Yeche firmly believe that he must have fallen in love with her, her innocent yet charming eyes, her sweet and innocent smile, and her cuteness
, has a fun-loving and noisy personality, and likes everything about her.
Ji Yeche looked back at Hu Xiaoxian, suddenly took her hand and pulled her to him again.
At this moment, they were only a few centimeters apart, and their two fiery bodies were just barely touching each other.
This was a bit ambiguous, and Hu Xiaoxian suddenly wanted to escape. She was very afraid of this kind of intimacy, afraid of the tension of being held tightly by him and being so close to him.
However, at this moment, the ghosts in the Netherworld have not given up searching for people. There are still ghosts who are not afraid of death and are constantly rushing here, trying to bite this hateful human being, Ji Yeche, into pieces.
Ji Yeche snorted coldly, with disdain in his eyes. Nothing should disturb him and her at this time.
If violated, everything must disappear!
Gently throwing the bronze Spirit Wind Sword in his hand into the air, silently reciting the sword formula, he saw the Spirit Wind Sword being thrown into the air suddenly freeze in mid-air.
The moment it was frozen, it seemed that a pure natural transparent barrier was drawn there. Any ghost who tried to cross that barrier would be struck by the power emanating from that sword before it even got close.
The light was destroyed into a pile of powder, flying in the wind.
Now no one will bother them anymore, and now they can have a good talk.
"Xiaoxian," Rourou called softly, a call from the bottom of his heart. Ji Yeche lowered his eyes and gently stroked Hu Xiaoxian's pretty face with his slender fingers.
At first, Hu Xiaoxian wanted to hide away, but soon she acted like a well-behaved little fox, letting his slender fingers caress her face.
What on earth did she go through in those days? Did she experience all kinds of pain? Still remember when he saw her lying there motionless like that, Ji Yeche thought for a time that Hu Xiaoxian had really passed away quietly like that.
, will never come back to life again.
No one knows how he got here in those days. Especially what Liu Anming said at Xuanwu Lingzhuang made him regret it.
On the night when he thought Hu Xiaoxian had left quietly, he kept beating his chest, asking himself why, and what qualifications did he have to let Xiaoxian sacrifice for him like this?
At that time, he felt so guilty that he would rather die, but he was afraid that after death, even if he went to the underworld and crossed the Naihe Bridge, he would not have the face to see her.
It was he who had wronged her, so he wanted to repay her. Even if one day he had to sacrifice his life to repay her, he would not hesitate at all.