780. Chapter 780 Entering the Demon Refining Tower [6]
Seeing Long Qianyue rushing towards him crazily, Yuan took action and hit Long Qianyue unceremoniously with a spell in his hand.
He didn't dodge, and despite being injured by the spell, he used his hand to claw hard at the person named Ji Yuan.
Jiyuan raised his hand and wanted to throw his hand away, but there was still a blood mark on the back of his hand.
His spiritual power was suppressed, and he was still so crazy.
This is the eternal evil nature of human beings, who can never see reality clearly.
Ji Yuan raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, waved his sleeves lightly, and knocked Long Ganyue away. His body slid far on the ground until he reached the medicine stove.
Ji lowered his head and glanced at the young spell master at his feet, and sneered: "You don't overestimate your abilities!"
Long Ganyue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked into the dark corner, and still asked: "Why? Why did you do this?"
Naturally no one would answer him.
Ji leaned down and grabbed him, "Master Ji Yue, after being refined, you won't remember anything! When the time comes, there will be no pain, so don't struggle!"
"Why?" Long Ganyue continued to ask without giving up.
Ji opened the door on the top of the medicine stove, laughed and threw him in.
The moment the door closed, he heard the cold voice of the man in the corner.
"This is how it is meant to be."
Fate? What is fate? Why can't he see it?
The body fell heavily to the bottom of the medicine stove, and that feeling of panic reappeared, but this time...
He lowered his head and looked at his open palms.
The fingertips were clearly stained with some flesh and blood, which he had grabbed from Jiyuan's hand.
A prehistoric dream...
This is a scene that does not exist in dreams.
Can he change that dream?
The priest outside the medicine furnace shouted: "Light the fire!"
Then, the cold white special flame surrounded him in an instant.
"Hua Xi..."
******The Immortal Against the World******
"Yue!"
Hua Xi suddenly sat up from the bed, sweating profusely, her heart beating rapidly, and gasping for air, as if she had just drowned.
"It's a dream."
A young voice sounded softly.
Hua Xi's eyes slowly turned around, only to see an incredibly delicate and beautiful child sitting beside the bed.
Her two little feet were dangling gently, she was wearing a small purple dress, and her long hair was softly scattered on her shoulders.
He looked at her, the purple in his eyes was as thick as a gem.
Starfall... No, it should be a smaller version of Chongxi.
Hua Xi looked at him in shock, still unable to control her rapid breathing, and large beads of sweat rolled down her snow-white forehead.
Is it a dream?
She had a very real dream. In the dream, she seemed to be standing nearby, watching Long Qianyue being thrown into the medicine furnace.
Xiao Chongxi looked at her, then slowly moved over, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, and wanted to wipe the sweat on her forehead.
Hua Xi involuntarily stepped back slightly, and Chong Xi's hand paused, then put the handkerchief in her hand.
"When did the emperor come?" Hua Xi was a little embarrassed and glanced at the handkerchief but did not take it.
It's the middle of the night, and he's actually here, and he's so small again...
"I can't sleep." Chong Xi looked away and said as if she didn't care about anything.
"Emperor, you don't have to be a child when you come from now on. You are welcome to come to my house at any time." Hua Xi said.
