Male God Please Lie Down

First, in the place where she lives, she engages in that kind of crooked formation.

Now it's so romantic and so affectionate.

Really don't!

Ji Qingming's heart collapsed, even though his face had been frozen and stiff by the ice and snow here.

Just like that, Han Yingze spent at least an hour here before going back.

After returning, Ji Qingming looked at the big bed, and she knew that there must be a formation underneath it.

At this moment, he didn't dare to continue practicing, and he started to roll on the bed and fell asleep.

Han Yingze returned to his sleeping hall, and just as he entered, his face instantly changed, becoming a bit pale.

He sat there for a while, and the corners of his mouth spread, with traces of blood.

After that, he took out a pill from the storage ring, and after taking it, he began to adjust his breath and meditate.

Ji Qingming slept until dawn, and looked at the hall where he lived, how rich and honorable it was, but he thought it was like an exquisite bird cage.

Although it sounds nice, living here is for protection, but is it actually another kind of imprisonment?

Ji Qingming thought about it, and let it go.

After getting up, she began to wander around in the palace.

She found that this palace seemed to have nothing, but in fact, all places had formations.

Because of these formations, this palace looks more unbreakable than there are many guards.

After Ji Qingming wandered around for a while, he couldn't help feeling in his heart that it was probably not easy for him to leave.

It's better to find an excuse to say that you are going to the Bai's house.

After leaving the palace, everything should be better!

Thinking of this, Ji Qingming couldn't help but shine.

Do as he thinks, and walk towards Han Yingze's palace.

When I walked to Han Yingze's bedroom, I found that it was empty.

I wanted to let people in and let me know, but there was no one.

Finally, Ji Qingming walked inside.

As soon as I walked in, I smelled a burst of blood inside.

Walking inside, only to see Han Yingze was already lying on the ground, his hair was slightly scattered, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

A bright yellow cushion was pressed under his body, covered with blood stains.

The corners of his mouth were also stained a bit, but they were dried up.

Looking at Han Yingze in front of him, Ji Qingming moved slightly, and finally stopped.

He is in trouble now, it is better to let him die.

In this way, you can also leave.

After all, in this Sang Xue country, his cultivation base was relatively high.

When thinking of this, Ji Qingming saw Han Yingze's eyelashes and moved slightly.

He was startled slightly in his heart, he seemed to be waking up, let's go and help.

In this way, it is also a good idea to refresh the favorability, and it can make Han Yingze relax a little bit for himself.

In this way, wanting to escape in the future is just around the corner.

Thinking of this, Ji Qingming walked over and helped Han Yingze up.

He stretched out a hand and pressed it on the back of his heart.

A steady stream of ice and snow spiritual power was just input into Han Yingze's body.

It's strange to say that, just for a while, Han Yingze's face was not so pale anymore, and suddenly it became ruddy and shiny.

Hearing a groan in his mouth.