The Talented Doctor

The man's hoarse voice sounded with the last bit of reason, "Xi Yue, I give you the last chance-push me away!"

What responded to him was the girl's unrequited look.

Ji Mingyu let out a roar like a beast, and all the strings of reason broke completely.

In the curling cold mist, all the negative emotions turned into scorching expectations, and the friendship flowing in every inch of the air turned into gurgling warmth, dispelling all the cold.

The condensed ice of the Wuqing Lingquan slowly melts, and the spring water once again evaporates with a warm mist and a refreshing and rich spiritual energy.

The entire Hell Temple was so deadly and cold the moment before, it was depressing to make people crazy.

At this time, it was like spring flowers blooming in an instant, and the garden was full of vitality.

Qinglong and the others have been waiting in the yard outside Wuqing Lingquan with anxious heart. When they saw the vegetation in the yard recovering and the flowers blooming, they knelt to the ground, tears streaming down their faces.

That is the vitality brought by the origin of the wood, which has saved the vegetation in this garden, and also saved everyone in their temple.

The blood deed on her chest became solid again, which represented that Ji Mingyu’s spirit was completely restored, and the bit of coldness mixed in the original blood deed disappeared without a trace, that represented--

After nearly ten thousand years, the ice-flowing marrow **** on the master's body has finally been completely lifted!

From then on, the master no longer has to do so every twenty years, to taste the ups and downs of the world, and die in the same year.

From then on, they no longer have to worry about the master's chills and be calculated to be hurt.

From then on, Ji Mingyu no longer has any worries, and will step by step on the path to becoming the lord of God's Domain.

One day, he will become the master of heaven and earth, let everyone bow their heads, let all monks worship, and no one can shake his edge.

And all this was brought by Miss Xi Yue.

But, is Miss Xi Yue who brought all this okay? Is she still alive?

If she dies, can the master live alone?

The original joy and excitement, because of the thought of sacrifice for this choice, turned into a deep worry and heartache.

They can only pray heartily that the master and Miss Xi Yue will survive this disaster safely.

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Outside the house where Lingquan was located, the sky had already lit up with a shallow luster of fish belly.

The cool breeze in the early morning, mixed with the chill, blew away the mist, and made Ji Mingyu's reason immersed in the beauty and madness slowly returned to the cage.

He straightened up slowly, with clear texture and beautiful lines. Every inch of his muscles seemed to condense the most powerful force and depict the most alluring arc between heaven and earth.

Rumo's black hair was scattered behind her, a little messy, half-hidden her eyebrows, but she became more and more beautiful and handsome.

The cool breeze blew over the sturdy body moistened with sweat, if ordinary people had already shivered from the cold, he would not have noticed it.

A pair of eyes half-hidden by messy long hair, staring at the person in his arms for a moment, his brows are gentle and outrageous, as if water can drip at any time.

The girl in her arms fell asleep in a drowsy, unsteady way, with delicate eyebrows wrinkled, and there were still tears on her face. It looked so pitiful, but beautiful and dazzling.

Ji Mingyu stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tear marks on the girl's face. His movements were unspeakably clumsy, but with extreme gentleness.

He couldn't remember what happened last night, only knew that his sanity was almost completely lost, as if he was on the verge of losing control anytime and anywhere.

He knew that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't do anything. He could only watch him step by step toward the abyss that he could never recover.