Chapter 128

However, Gu Yun's consciousness was clear. She could feel the burning pain when the white light flooded her. She gritted her teeth and opened her eyes.

The enchanting red pupil is like a bloody Ruby flashing in the white light. Gu Yun's heart caresses her eyes. Her magic pulse is gradually waking up. She can feel its excitement and agitation. However, everything is out of control and she can't suppress it

What a bad time to wake up!

Gu Yun thought that if the magic pulse really recovers completely, she will have no place in Kyushu mainland.

Different from Xiao Qingluo, although he has different pupils, he has a real human breath. Cover his eyes, and no one can find anything unusual.

But the devil pulse is different. Once the demon family blood breaks through the shackles, it will inevitably be evil and disturb the world. I'm afraid everyone will kill her as a monster.

This situation is completely beyond the control of Gu Yun. Therefore, after swallowing a mouthful of blood in his throat, Gu Yun almost self mutilated to suppress the impending magic pulse.

Suddenly, the light around darkened, and a feeling of losing center of gravity hit my heart.

Gu Yun stared and found himself in mid air, falling out of control.

The roaring wind turned into a sharp blade, leaving one wound after another on Gu Yun's body, and the blood immediately penetrated out. However, in a few breaths, Gu Yun became a blood man. There was no good skin all over his body. There were large and small wounds on his face, and the blood couldn't stop pouring out.

However, Gu Yun had no spare heart to deal with these wind blades and the falling trend. She thought that these things would not kill her anyway. At most, they would suffer some sin, which was different from the awakening of the magic pulse, which was enough to destroy her.

The air was filled with a strong pungent smell of blood.

Suddenly, she was a little confused. Suddenly, she heard someone calling her.

"Lonely cloud!" A familiar voice, Gu Yun thought for a moment before he remembered that it belonged to Mu Yixuan.

She wanted to look at Mu Yixuan, but she thought of her cautious blood pupils and stopped the desire to open her eyes.

The next moment, she fell into a bosom, and a stronger smell of blood came to her face. She thought that Mu Yixuan should be hurt more than her.

"Lonely cloud, lonely cloud, wake up, wake up!" Mu Yixuan's flustered voice sounded in Gu Yun's ear.

Gu Yun replied in a hoarse voice, "well, I'm fine."

Hearing Gu Yun's answer, Mu Yixuan's hanging heart fell. He was driven by the imperial sword, but in the wind field of the riot, his sword was very unstable, or it should be said that it was not controlled by him at all.

Now can only stand on the sword, and the falling trend is not reduced at all.

Mu Yixuan's hand holding Gu Yun was trembling. It was the first time he saw such a big emotional fluctuation, full of pain and determination on Gu Yun's cold face all year round.

It made his heart flustered and confused!

If it was only the external injuries caused by these disturbing wind blades, it would not make Gu Yun so painful. Therefore, Mu Yixuan guessed that Gu Yun must have suffered another kind of pain he had not experienced.

They are now in a mess. Even if acquaintances stand in front of them, they may not recognize them.

At the moment of landing, Mu Yixuan imprisoned Gu Yun in his arms and blocked the pain of falling to the ground with his body.

He groaned and heard the sound of broken bones. The huge pain almost made him faint!