Immortal Wife Can’t Be Provoked

Xuanyuan calmly changed his left hand and gently held Jiang Xiaoyue, and his right hand began to condense the airflow, and a faint purple airflow gradually formed in his hand.

The old man in the lunar calendar could not help laughing when he saw this.

Jiang Xiaoyue's eyes are also full of worries. Can this power resist it? This Xuanyuan Boundless Don't lose your life for yourself, after all, one can die less.

However, the fact made Jiang Xiaoyue and the lunar old man dumbfounded. When the inconspicuous purple airflow hit the hundreds of meters thick purple airflow, the 100m thick airflow resembled a mouse when it saw a cat and retreated at a high speed. Go back.

The faint purple air flow immediately flew back to Xuanyuan's indiscriminate side, and it seemed to be moving happily around the two for a few laps, seemingly begging.

Jiang Xiaoyue opened her eyes wide. She hadn't seen the mysterious spirit that could be hit and she could run back.

The lunar old man did not do any defense, and the air flow pushed by him was also endured by him. The body of the general Xuan Zhe was already weak. Under such a large impact, his hands and feet immediately flew out. For a moment, blood flowed. Become a one-eyed stick.

Unfortunately, Jiang Xiaoyue didn't see it, because when the incident happened, her eyes were covered by Xuan Yuan.

Although the old man in the lunar calendar was ruined, but his mind was still there, he shouted with a distorted look: "Who the **** is this kid?" To die, he also had to understand that he was the man on the top of the continent. He is unwilling to defeat such a young man!

"People who dare hurt me, lunar calendar, your courage is a lot bigger than before!"

Wenrunruyu's voice is so clear that it flows like a stream of water in people's hearts, giving a strange sense of etherealness to the lunar calendar. The old man is terrified, and the expression of terror in his eyes is "you ... you ..."

Jiang Xiaoyue didn't hear what the old man in the lunar calendar said, she only heard a bang and then no more sound.

When the blood atomized, Xuanyuan No Trace took away his hands covering Jiang Xiaoyue's eyes.

Jiang Xiaoyue had guessed from the previous voice that the lunar old man had committed suicide, and she could not help but relax. She felt relaxed and suddenly felt sore throughout her body. Her previous injuries were not in vain, and she fainted in Xuanyuan Wu in an instant Traces of arms.

A young girl in a white dress suddenly appeared, respectfully said to Xuanyuan Wu mark: "Heiyun's soul tower has been destroyed"

"En" Xuanyuan said without a trace, and a black dragon appeared in front of him. He hugged Jiang Xiaoyue to sit on the back of the dragon and rose into the air.

The woman in white carried Heiyun and Qinghe on her flying beast and followed Xuanyuan without leaving.

The fifth master of the continent has since disappeared into the Tianxuan continent, and no one knows where he has gone.

When Jiang Xiaoyue woke up again, it was already late at night. She moved her body and found that she was actually held in her arms by a cold body. She was most familiar with that unique scent.

She was like a frightened lamb. She sat up all of a sudden, and the one who held her was thrown directly under the bed by her.

Jiang Xiaoyue watched the man who was lifted under the bed with her eyes closed, this Xuanyuan mark must have been installed, otherwise how could she be lifted under the bed so easily.

However, looking at the man who was curled up, he was a little confused.

She jumped out of bed, only to find that her injury was better, her body was a lot more flexible, and she didn't know what kind of panacea was used for Xuanyuan Mark.

When she bent down and looked at Xuanyuan's boundless face, she couldn't help but be shocked. Xuanyuan's flawless face was as pale as snow.

She immediately stepped forward and looked at him, only to find that his whole body was like ice, his eyebrows were already frozen, and his lips turned white.

This temperature is definitely below zero degrees Celsius. Can people still live?

She reached out and placed his radial artery.

One second, two seconds, three seconds ... One minute passed, his pulse didn't even beat!

"Is there anyone, come here!" She yelled to the door, her heart was never panic, this Xuanyuan no trace would not hang up, right?

The door was pushed open and a woman hurried in.

"Girl, what's wrong?"

"Hurry! Call the doctor! No, doctor, hurry!"

The woman looked at the Xuanyuan lying in the arms of Jiang Xiaoyue.

His face was pale, his breath was gone, the woman was terrified, his face was not much different from Jiang Xiaoyue, and he immediately rushed out.

Jiang Xiaoyue immediately hugs Xuanyuan into bed and covers him with quilts.

Comfort my heart, this is the Tianxuan continent, there is mystery, here people can grow out of hands and feet, people here can breathe, people here ...

After thinking about countless reasons, she calmed down a little.

He's so powerful, he won't die, yes, he must not die!

She hugged him to bed and covered him with all the quilts in the room.

However, there was no change in his face.

At this moment, she was pale, holding his hands tightly with both hands, for fear he would not be able to sleep like this.

At this moment, the woman who rushed out hurriedly with a white-haired old man in a blue shirt.

Jiang Xiaoyue immediately gave way to make room for him.

I thought this old man would diagnose the pulse or something, but he didn't expect that he put his right hand directly on Xuanyuan's unmarked psychic platform. He closed his eyes, and a purple air flow appeared in his hands.

I did not expect that the way of seeing Xuan Continental this day was so mysterious!

A few minutes later, the old man retracted his hands and turned his head to ask Sun Qiu: "Is the second son applying mystery again recently?"

The woman with tears on her cheeks looked very pitying.

At this point she was stunned and forgot Xuanyuan's previous order.

"Yes, yes, the second son has performed the art of time and space the day before yesterday"

After hearing this, the old man sighed, "The art of time and space is a mystery that can be performed by the powerful emperor. The son's foundation is not stable. What is it? How can it be so rash?"

Jiang Xiaoyue was also a smart person, and she immediately guessed what happened.

She had wondered why this Xuanyuan Invisible had suddenly arrived, but did not expect that it was because of the secret technique that she hurt her body.

If you do n’t want to be touched, it ’s all fake. Xuanyuan treats her like this without any trace, and she still thinks about how to alienate him, really not a conscience person! In the future, let everything go! The more you evade yourself, the worse it will be.

The woman looked at Jiang Xiaoyue in embarrassment, and for a moment did not know how to answer the old man's words.

Jiang Xiaoyue had no face to face, she coughed twice, "It's me ..."

Then the old man noticed that there was another person in the house. Seeing the handsome young man in front of him, he was a little confused. Who was this second son, and the second son would use the art of time and space for him!

He returned to God, his eyes no longer reproached, but he sighed and stopped talking.

The old man didn't seem to like her, but Jiang Xiaoyue didn't have time to study at this time.

The old man took a green crystal box out of the storage bag. As soon as the crystal box was opened, a dazzling golden light was emitted from it, which filled the whole room.

It took a few seconds for the eyes to adjust and barely see things.

The old man took a deep breath, and the psychic platform began to rotate rapidly, and all mysterious energy was transferred to the palm of his right hand.

Before Jiang Xiaoyue could see clearly, he had already grabbed a piece of black spar in his hand.

The woman immediately cooperated with Kai Kaixuan's mouth, and the old man quickly fed the spar into his mouth.

After doing this, the old man's complexion was eased.

Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, the cold on Xuanyuan Wuya, which had been frozen like an ice lolly, had receded, and his face had some blood.

"Remember, you must not let the son start the psychic platform in these two days," the old man said to Sun Qiu with a serious face.

The woman nodded solemnly.

After doing this, the two said nothing and left Jiang Xiaoyue here and left.

What is this ...?

Jiang Xiaoyue had to sit alone on Xuanyuan's invisible bed string to admire the beautiful man for half an hour, but no one came in to arrange her accommodation.

Looking up at the large full moon at the window, I'm afraid it's midnight.

She looked at the ruddy face, her breathing was smooth, she seemed to be sleeping, and she sighed.

What kind of person is he exactly? She couldn't understand or know what to do.

She didn't understand his affection for her, but she couldn't accept him.

In what capacity should he face him after that?

"Water ..." Some hoarse voices suddenly sounded.

She turned back and poured a glass of water by the table and fed it to his mouth.

"Cold ..." Just after drinking the water, he heard him calling softly again.

Seeing his trembling look, Jiang Xiaoyue's feelings of guilt deepened again.

She looked at him, and looked at him as if there were no extra quilts.

She went out to find someone to get a quilt, but she didn't see anyone. The woman and the old man who had appeared before were no longer there. It felt like she and Xuanyuan were all left in the house.

She returned to the room again and sighed.

Alas, she was sleepy anyway and could not find a place to rest, even if she had done a good thing.

She climbed to the bed lightly and pulled the quilt into the bed.

It didn't take long for her to lie down, and the temperature in the quilt really increased a lot.

Xuanyuan's flawless complexion was a little rosy, and it was no longer cold.

She put her heart down, this relaxation, and soon she fell into sleep.

When her breathing began to calm down, Xuanyuan Wuxian, who had been unconscious, opened her eyes slightly. It doesn't look like I just woke up.

He leaned slightly over his body, and his eyes, like the bright stars in the starry sky, stared at Yuyan, the woman who had fallen asleep.

She probably hasn't opened her atrium to herself, after that, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to accept him.

Looking at the beautiful face next to him, his heart seemed to be filled with the sunshine of the spring day, especially warm.