The General’s Genius Daughter

Ji Jing kicked a thousand princess on the ground, but she was still motionless, her lips squatting tightly, and her face was not much.

Although Tianci is not a child of Ji Jing, but she usually likes God-given, Yun Shimo is a perfect man in her heart, although the betrayal of Yun Shimo has greatly reduced the image, but he just took care of stopping Qianyang Princess. The self-destruction has successfully restored the perfect image of the past.

Ji Jing slammed the dagger in his hand and was about to stab it with a sword, but he heard Ji Feng screaming, "Don't... Ah Jing, look over there..."

Ji Jing paused and suddenly felt the light on the left.

Ji Feng held the flower and the moon, and stared at the Yuanshen sword that emerged from the ground.

Huang Fuxuan was injured in the whole body. He had just been holding the gods in the flowering month. He and Ji Feng rushed over and were stabbed by the purple light. Now the whole body is blood. It can be seen that the purple sky chaotic beads are powerful and the power is also shocking.

However, when we saw the Yuanshen sword that suddenly popped out of the ground, everyone’s heart suddenly had hope.

"Ink..." Yun Xuan’s pale face, slipped through a look, and the water in his eyes has not dissipated.

He trembled toward the sword of the Yuan, until he had only five steps left, and he stopped.

The sword of the Yuan is not small or large, and it absorbs the surrounding aura and grows bigger.

A group of pale yellow light drifted slowly from the inside of the Yuanshen sword.

Everyone stared at this magical change.

The wind stopped and the night was fine.

The yellow light of the regiment slowly grew bigger under the radiance of the Yuanshen sword. Although everyone did not know what it was, there was a look in the eyes.

Yuan Shenjian, the sacred suppression of the existence of the purple chaotic beads, which grows under the aura, what is the enchanting?

"Ink... must be ink!"

Yun Xuan was ecstatically watching the gradual increase of the yellow light, two lines of old tears.

Ji Feng and others are extremely shocking. Yun Shimo has just blew himself up, his body has been turned into a blood mist and blown away by the wind, but why is it...

What they don't understand, naturally, will not be pursued at this critical juncture.

Yuan Shenjian frantically absorbed the surrounding aura.

The bigger the Yuanshen sword, the bigger the yellow light.

The yellow light of the group finally turned into a human figure, and the outline was awkward, but everyone can still see that it is the body of the cloud!

"Cloud brother!"

"Cloud Big Brother!"

"Cloud time ink!"

Ji Feng, Ji Jing, and Huang Yuxuan all screamed in surprise, except for the shock or shock.

Between heaven and earth, I am afraid that it will be a rare birth in a thousand years.

After all, it is a taboo technique, but everyone is not the first time to see it. Yun Xuan can be regarded as a corpse before, leaving behind a remnant, but he can still be born again.

Everything is dependent on the ink of the cloud.

Now, when the cloud can be reborn, is it because he secretly left his back?

Everyone can't help but **** a cold air, and Yun Mo has such a skill, even if you encounter many powerful enemies, don't you blame it?

The people watched it all quietly.

The yellow light and shadow, first of all, slowly appeared in the feet of the cloud, the flesh and blood are regenerating, and everyone feels that the cloud is suffering from the weight loss.

Just like a person, living his own meat, or the body into blood, and slowly reorganizing, how much pain can this person bear?

Yun Xuan’s face is tense, and the technique used by Yun Shimo is indeed a ban, but if you take a little care, I’m afraid that the past will be abandoned, and the soul will fly!

Emperor Huang Xuan is holding a godsend and feels his body is slowly getting cold.

He looked down and saw the pale, colorless face of God, and he was lifeless.

Huang Fuxuan is also anxious, and then dragging it down, can God still live?

Thinking of this, Huang Yuxuan gritted his teeth and took out a small white bottle from his space ring.

"Huangfu Shizi, what are you doing?"

Seeing Huang Yuxuan open a small white bottle, Ji Feng and Ji Jing's sight was attracted.

"Tianci... there is no gas, I try to save her with the blood of the gods and phoenix!" Huangfu Xuan solemnly, this **** phoenix blood, is the treasure of the emperor's family, and later Huangpu Xuan is going out of the city to find flowers and habitat, Jin Wang I also had to give this precious blood of the gods to him.

The magical effect of this **** phoenix blood is that it can make the body become ten times stronger. It can also be brought back to life at an emergency, but the injured person cannot die for an hour, otherwise it will be invalid.

Jin Wang was afraid that his only son would be hurt, so he specially gave this blood to him. However, it is also a good thing to go outside to practice, so Jin Wang did not deliberately hold Huangfuxuan.

Ji Feng put the flower and the moon carefully, and quickly helped open the godsend.

Ji Jing look at this, look at that again, and then look back at the group of yellow light, only feel confused, a kind of fear of life and death makes her want to cry.

If the cloud is dead, if the godsend is gone...

Huasu month is more affected?

After Huang Yuxuan poured the blood of God to the gods, his little face slowly turned to light red, but he could not wake up.

At this moment, Yun Shimo is painfully reshaping his body.

Every moment, for Yun Mo, it is an unforgettable pain, suffering.

The cells are splitting and reorganizing. Under the nourishment of the Yuanshen sword, the cloud will not feel exhausted.

The feet are growing out, then the upper body...

Ji Jing had not seen it, and was stopped by Ji Feng. "A Jing, you sent the moon to the log house, we are here to keep the godsend."

Ji Jing’s face was red, and she knew that Ji Fengsheng was afraid that she would see the nakedness of the cloud.

However, Yun Xuan also saw the hustle and bustle of everyone. Afterwards, a cloak immediately hangs on the side of the tree, just blocking the cloud.

Ji Jing is a gas engineer after all, so it is not difficult for her to send Huayu month back to the log house.

Godsend lie quietly in the arms of Huangfuxuan, and finally have a sigh of relief, but if the air is a hairspring, it will disappear at any time.

"What should I do now? Godsend is still not awake, and the blood of the gods is not as good as the legend."

Huang Fuxuan frowned and carefully stroked the little face of Tianshen. "God, wake up, wake up... Go see your mother, your mother is hurt."

Huang Yixuan whispered, but the godsend seemed to sleep very badly, without a little reaction.

Huang Xuan Xuan only felt exhausted, he could not help but sit down, leaning against the big tree, waiting for the rebirth of the cloud. Ji Feng also sat on the side, looking at the Princess of Qianyang not far away, just everything seems to be a dream.

"Ink, hold on... This process is very important!" Yun Xuan is low in the bottom of his heart. Although he can't hear it, he believes that he will be able to sense the concern of his elders.

When the cloud is in the face of Zhang, the face of the scorpion is drawn by pain. However, the bigger the sword is, the faster he recovers. Soon, the whole person of the cloud is reborn successfully, only when the sword is After being integrated into his body, Yun Mo ink sat down weakly.

"Ink!" Yun Xuan was overjoyed, holding Mrs. Cloud and rushing over.

When the cloud was dark, his face was white, and a large drop of cold sweat was found on his forehead.

"Oh... I'm fine..."

When the cloud is a sigh of relief, this method is the most dangerous method. With a little caution, he will bleed again, but there is no chance of rebirth again.

In the eyes of Yun Xuan, there are shimmering tears. "It seems that you have decided that you are right, let the Yuanshen sword nourish your body. Now that the Yuanshen sword is strong, your strength will return to the highest stage... ”

Everyone listened, and immediately felt the breath of the clouds and ink, even as high as the Holy God!

Everyone was silent for a while, but I didn’t expect the cloud to be blessed in disguise.

Yun Shimo glanced at the Princess of Qianyang on the ground. "Get her back into the hole first, even if she can wake up, she will lose her aura."

When the clouds are light, the ink is soft.

Yun Xuan beheaded, first send Mrs. Yun back to the cave, and then treat the Princess of Qianyang.

Both Ji Feng and Huang Yuxuan have come over. "The gods have not yet awake the symbol, will there be any accidents?"

Clouds and inks shook their heads. "Don't worry... I will save him."

Yun Xuan’s heart shook, and looked back at the cloud, but still silently sent Mrs. Yun back. Yun Mo was born again, and his strength was a bit higher than before, but he didn’t feel very good. ......

When Yun Xuan gradually faded out of the trees, Yun Mo only felt that there was a surge of blood in the chest, and the pain immediately spread. He snorted and even fainted again, and Ji Feng and Huang Fu came from the ear. Xuan’s screaming...

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Huasu Yue feels that he has slept for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, she felt very glaring, and something was shining on her eyes.

Huasu Yue opened his eyes with difficulty, and it was a sly white.

This is where?

Hua Xiu blinked his eyes, stretched out his hand and saw the pale color.

Is she still alive?

Hua Xiyue closed his eyes again, and the surrounding area was quiet, leaving only the sound of birds and insects.

She remembered what had happened before the fainting, and the purple light in the gods was sucked up by the clouds, and finally lay silently in her arms.

The little body stopped shaking and it looked like there was no breath.

She embraced his chilly body and felt the boundless despair and pain.

Yes, no godsend, what is she still alive in this life?

Hua Qi Yue opened his eyes bitterly. If it is a land, then she can probably ask to see Godsend?

"Shouyue sister, are you awake?"

A brisk voice rang in the ear.

Huasu month fixed his eyes, and the white light in front of him finally disappeared. There was a worried and favorite face of Ji Jing. "You finally woke up, but my sister was lying for three days and three nights, come, fast. Drink some soup."

Ji Jing said, bent down to support the flowering month, and then sent the soup on the table on one side to her mouth.

The dry lips of the flowery moon, "Tianci...he..."

The news she wants to know most now is God-given.

Ji Jing's face changed slightly, the flower was seen in the moon, and the heart quickly sank. The heartache made her almost suffocate. "Come... tell me!"