Chapter 391

Jiujiu pursed her lips, jumped up suddenly and hugged xirang's neck. Xirang naturally held Jiujiu in her arms. Jiujiu gently leaned her head against xirang's shoulder and smiled provocatively at Meiniang. Then she said slowly, "it's not funny, but I always think she really wants to know what?"

Xi Ruan frowned slightly. Although he had doubts, he understood that he could not scare the snake. He just looked at Mei Niang without trace and said to Jiu Jiu, "is it because she came for an artifact?"

Jiujiu shook her head: "I don't know. Now I can only take one step at a time."

No one knows who Mei Niang is and how she came from.

When she first came here, Jiujiu just wanted to make Xi soil treat herself better, value her more and believe her words, but now Jiujiu found that the appearance of Meiniang seemed strange.

Few people know Xi soil's experience, so how on earth did Mei Niang know that Xi soil was the son of fairy mother from the beginning, and then approached them?

Jiujiu suspected that there were traitors in the fairy world.

Thinking of this, Jiujiu almost subconsciously thought of Mo Li.

The bloody hug and the dead Hejiang fairy.

Thinking that it might be Mo Li who told Meiniang xirang, Jiujiu's expression was a little ugly.

Aware of Jiujiu's dignified complexion, Xi soil thought Jiujiu was because of Meiniang's business, and quickly comforted and said, "it's all right, I'll pay attention."

Jiujiu shook her head and looked at Xi soil with a complicated look. If Mei Niang's appearance was designed by Mo Li, as she guessed, Xi soil was innocent, and Yun Qing died in vain.

Jiujiu sighed and looked at her again with a complex look. She had been following behind her and looked at her face. Seeing herself looking at the past, Yan Jue raised her head, showed her exquisite little face and smiled at her. I don't know if it's Jiujiu's illusion. The color of the cinnabar mole in the corner of Yan Xi's eyes seems to be much dimmer.

Jiujiu frowned, patted Xi soil's arm, asked him to put himself down, walked to Yan Xi's side, looked at the cinnabar mole in the corner of Yan Xi's eyes, and indeed the color was dim. Jiujiu frowned in confusion.

Seeing Jiujiu sighed and frowned, Yan Xi raised her hand and rubbed Jiujiu's hair top. Her tone was very light and said, "what's the matter, unhappy."

Jiujiu shook her head: "No."

Yan Xi smiled and didn't continue to ask.

However, she can obviously feel that with Jiu Jiu's approach, her body's mana overflows uncontrollably, pouring into Jiu Jiu's body bit by bit. Even if Jiu Jiu doesn't feel it, Yan Xi can feel that her body is hollowed out bit by bit.

In fact, when she first found out, Yan Xi wanted to kill Jiujiu. After all, no one could not want to continue to live. She had been sleeping long enough, and she woke up a few days later. She didn't want to die, and she didn't want to die. However, I don't know why, whenever she wanted to do something to Jiujiu, her heart would hurt deeply, but she couldn't feel her heartbeat.

The four went all the way to the nearest town and sent Mei Niang to the town. After that, Jiu Jiu left with Yan Cuo.

After they left, Mei Niang suddenly saw a man dressed in black and full of magic. If Jiu Jiu was there, she would recognize that this man was Mo Li.

"Go back to the demon lord, I can't get close to Xitu." Mei Niang bowed down and said.

Mo Li said coldly, turned to Mei Niang, and burst out a strong anger in his fierce eyes: "you can't even get close to a man. What's the use of you?"

Hearing Mo Li's words, Mei Niang's face turned white in an instant, and her lips trembled gently because of fear. Almost instantly, she knelt to the ground and begged, "demon lord, spare your life."

Mei Niang begged for mercy and said, "it's not that my subordinates are useless, but that Xi earth has already had a heart. My subordinates really have no way."

Hearing Mei Niang say that Xi earth has a place to belong to, Mo Li's originally cold face suddenly turned into thick ink, and her eyes looked at Mei Niang with an undisguised murderous spirit.

Mei Niang didn't know that her words made Mo Li unhappy, but thinking of Mo Li's cruel temper, she immediately knelt down and begged more than: "demon lord, forgive me, Demon Lord."

Mo Li Leng snorted that Jiujiu was his and no one could like her. If Yan Xi hadn't been around Jiujiu now and the ceremony hadn't been completed, he would have brought Jiujiu back.

Mo Li held back his desire to strangle Mei Niang, waved and asked her to leave.

Meiniang escaped from death in a hurry almost like running for her life.

At this time, Yan Xi, who walked with Jiu Jiu, frowned gently, subconsciously looked back, raised his hand and looked down at Jiu Jiu, and his palm dug uncontrollably towards his heart.

Standing on Yan Xi's body, Jiu Jiu only felt that her cheeks were hot, and her face was splashed with blood from Yan Xi's heart.

Yan Xi took out a black stone from her chest, stuffed it into Jiujiu's hand, smiled and said, "I remember who I am."

Jiuyi looked at Yanxi's cheek subconsciously, holding the stone handed to her by Yanxi.

Without the stone, Yan Xi also lost her vitality. With the ups and downs of her chest, Yan Xi's face became more and more pale and bloodless, as if her vitality would dissipate bit by bit with a breath.

Jiujiu almost subconsciously wants to say that the stone is stuffed into Yanxi's chest to save Yanxi.

Although she did not get along with Yan Xi for a long time, she could not bear to die, but especially when she thought she was going to die with her eyes on her eyes.

But before he could move, Yan Jue grabbed her wrist. Yan Xi's fingers seemed to have magic and gently crossed Jiujiu's cheeks. It seemed irregular, but she was drawing a complex spell. With the flow of her fingers, the blood in her body seemed to overflow from her chest and rush to Jiujiu's cheeks.

Jiujiu was at a loss at the beginning. After her pupils shook, she closed her eyelids and fainted.

Xi rang saw that Jiu Jiu was unconscious, so he quickly pulled out his sword and split at Yan Xi, but he was stopped by the border that appeared out of thin air, and then fainted.

Mo Li stepped into the border, looked at Jiujiu who had been in a coma and Yan Xi whose face was constantly turning pale, his thin lips slightly lifted up, revealing a shallow radian, took Jiujiu from Yan Xi's hand, his fingers across Jiujiu's cheek, full of tenderness and satisfaction, bowed his head and kissed Jiujiu gently on his lips: "you are mine."

No one can take you away.

As soon as his voice fell, Yan Xi's chapped body suddenly scattered into spots, and then frantically poured into Jiujiu's body.

With the influx of energy, Jiujiu's body elongated and grew up quickly bit by bit, almost breathing, and became Yan Xi's appearance, and Jiujiu's chest appeared a red and enchanting other shore flower.