【Dominate Imperial College】There are too many beautiful men and they are swollen 【132】
"Zhong Xiaoxiao, am I not dreaming?" Xuanyuan Che, who was pulled into Zhong Xiaoxiao's arms, murmured to himself with blurred eyes.
"Xuanyuan Che, you can't die." Zhong Xiaoxiao's eyes were red, and the hand holding his body was so tight that it almost caused bleeding.
"Why?" Xuanyuan Che subconsciously hugged Zhong Xiaoxiao tightly with both hands. His beautiful phoenix eyes almost made him wonder where he was now.
He almost thought that he had gone with Zhong Xiaoxiao to have such a bright dream.
If he was living a good life, even in a dream, he would not dare to embrace the person who was about to become his sister-in-law.
"You are his only brother, you cannot die." But the words coming out of those beautiful pink and tender red lips made him suddenly wake up from his sweet dream.
He always thought that Zhong Xiaoxiao didn't love his fourth brother at all.
But at this moment, he realized very clearly that no matter how careless the woman in front of him was, he could feel that she loved his fourth brother almost with her entire life.
Taking risks alone, just for the beauty of a beautiful plant.
I jumped off the cliff just because of my special status.
The hand holding Zhong Xiaoxiao relaxed slightly. He didn't need to let such a beautiful person sacrifice with him for such a reason.
"Zhong Xiaoxiao, my life is cheap and I don't need you to exert any effort." He spoke, his clear eyes dimming.
"Xuanyuan Che, if you dare to say one more thing, try it. If I, Zhong Xiaoxiao, don't allow you to die, you can't die." Zhong Xiaoxiao suddenly pulled the man back into his arms and roared at him.
But she didn't even know that the words she unconsciously said had left the person in her arms covered in wounds.
Being burned by fire is not as deep as the hurt of those words.
If Xuanyuan Che knew that Zhong Xiaoxiao said this just to give him the will to live, he would definitely be so depressed that he vomited blood and died.
With life and death at stake, he probably forgot what kind of person Zhong Xiaoxiao was.
How could she risk her life to save someone who has nothing to do with her just because she likes someone?
Ignoring the astonishment on the face of the person in her arms, Zhong Xiaoxiao held Xuanyuan Che tightly with one hand. As she was descending, she grabbed the long sword in Xuanyuan Che's hand and inserted it into the cliff with all her strength.
"Xuanyuan Che, listen carefully. This long sword won't last long. I will use my spiritual power to send you up first. After you get up, rush to the entrance of the cave as fast as possible. Try to deal with the Qilin King so as not to be defeated by him again.
Kick me down. I saved you once, but I may not be able to save you twice, so take care of yourself."
"No, I have to go to you. My skills are not as good as yours, and I will still be kicked down if I go up." Xuanyuan Che was like a child having a temper, but when he looked at Zhong Xiaoxiao, he was full of shock.
No matter how special her identity was, how could she risk everything and sacrifice her life to save him?
"No need to discuss." Without giving Xuanyuan Che a chance to refute, she could do whatever she wanted with him in her arms.
After Zhong Xiaoxiao finished speaking, he took a deep breath and threw Xuanyuan Che onto the cliff with the help of his hands.
She had to sigh once again, Lord Haechi's spiritual energy was so useful.
If she cultivated her spirit by herself, even if she reached the middle level of the seventh-level purple spirit, she probably would not have such strong strength.
As long as Xuanyuan Che gets up there, it won't be a matter of minutes for him to get up.
Xuanyuan Che looked stunned and shocked at one moment. Is she, Zhong Xiaoxiao, the kind of person who would sacrifice herself for others?
What's more, Doubao is still waiting for her to come home in Yaowang Valley!
Zhong Xiaoxiao took advantage of the power of the sword and was about to make a light leap. This height was no longer a problem for her now.
It was just the hot magma underneath that made her sweat and feel uncomfortable.
Just after being hit by the fireball, the burn wound was even more painful now.
She gritted her teeth and jumped up with all her strength. There was only a click sound. The long sword had been stuck on the cliff for too long, and it had been softened by the heat. The strength to use it was not enough. Even though Zhong Xiaoxiao was full of spiritual energy, she could not stand it.
The moment he got close to the cliff, he fell back again.
Damn. Zhong Xiaoxiao couldn't help but curse.
She wouldn't really die here for Xuanyuan Che!
"Zhong Xiaoxiao!" Xuanyuan Che didn't listen to Zhong Xiaoxiao's words at all and left the edge of the cliff. He lay there, watching Zhong Xiaoxiao jump up, and was about to reach out to catch him.
But he got nothing. He saw Zhong Xiaoxiao's body falling down without any warning. He was so shocked that he almost lost his mind.
"Troublesome human being." The Qilin King, who had been silent on the side, finally roared when Zhong Xiaoxiao fell without warning, and kicked Xuanyuan Che away who was about to jump down.
The body, like a ghost, disappeared on the cliff.
He flew down and fished the person back when Zhong Xiaoxiao was about to approach the rolling magma.
Zhong Xiaoxiao came to her senses in panic, and what caught her eyes was a huge, red-headed melon.
And those extremely impatient bright red eyes.
"Hot!" There was no surprise or fear. The sound Zhong Xiaoxiao screamed made King Qilin couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
It forgot for a moment that its own body was not much different from the magma underneath.
A trace of impatience flashed across its eyes, but its body suddenly transformed, from an angry little lion to an extremely beautiful man in an instant.
His body temperature returned to its original state, and his body was no longer scalding hot. King Qilin picked up Zhong Xiaoxiao in his hand and jumped up.
But Zhong Xiaoxiao was completely petrified the moment the Qilin King transformed.
The person in front of me has a pair of beautiful eyes, long, narrow and deep, and a delicate face that is as perfectly defined as if it were carved with a knife or an axe.
Her long, gorgeous red hair flows down, arrogant and full of aura.
When it reached the cliff, it threw Zhong Xiaoxiao casually, as if it was throwing something dirty, and even its eyes were full of contempt.
It stands with its hands behind its hands, its wide bright red robe hanging slightly, and it looks noble, dazzling and arrogant.
However, whether it is the pair of solemn and gorgeous red eyes, or the suffocating feeling of iron-blooded killing that emanates from the whole body, as well as the look that looks at all things, and the cold and noble handsome face, they are all undoubtedly the Haechi.
The only difference is the color of the clothes, eyes, and hair.
But even though they have the same face, Qilin King's pair of charming and evil red eyes make him even more handsome and divine.
Zhong Xiaoxiao and Xuanyuan Che were dumbfounded at the same time, staring stupidly at the Qilin King in front of them, forgetting that they were mortal enemies just now.
Isn’t it said that dragons give birth to nine sons, all of whom are different?
Damn it, when they were animals, they looked completely different, but when they transformed into humans, they had the same face?
"What is your relationship with Nahun Dan of Haechi? Why did he lose his spiritual energy to you?" King Qilin was not surprised by the surprise of the two of them. He spoke calmly, but his voice was as cold as polar ice.