Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

The sword spirit on the right has a body the size of a matchstick, but a head as big as a bamboo hat.

His hair stood up, shining like flames, and it was obvious that he was the Fire Sword.

The sword spirit in the middle has a body similar to the other two sword spirits.

But his head was swollen even bigger than Master Jiancheng's.

His head was already big enough, but now it looked like a hot air balloon.

At this moment, he burst into tears and rushed towards Master Jiancheng crying.

Master Jiancheng's eyes were swollen, and he challenged, "Come on!"

He snorted disdainfully.

Yang Susu: “…”

"Master, did you specifically hit one of them?"

"Um."

"why?"

"Because this Thunder Sword is the weakest, disciple, attack Thunder first with your next move."

"If we can break one of his swords, then we can reduce his power by one third."

Yang Susu nodded solemnly.

"Jing Lei, calm down. Lian Zun is still in the formation."

"Yes, Jinglei, let's rescue Lian Zun first."

"That's right, killing them is just a matter of one move by Lian Zun."

"Lian Zun just wanted to see her moves."

"Okay, don't get excited. Lian Zun will definitely avenge you."

The Red Snake and Yuhuo on the left and right tried to persuade Jinglei who was crying in anger.

"Woo woo woo, since I became a spirit with you, I have never suffered such humiliation."

"My face is unbearable to look at. Woohoo, it's so infuriating."

"Also, I suddenly feel very hungry. I want to eat steamed buns. I really want to eat them."

"Do I look like a steamed bun now? Looking at myself like this makes me even hungrier. I even want to eat myself."

"If I had eaten the steamed buns, I would have been able to twist the old man to the ground and beat him up."

Everyone: "..."

It seems that the sword spirit of Supreme Refiner is not very smart.

"Alright, why are you crying? You've made me lose face."

Sitting in the formation, the Supreme Refiner had a solemn look in his eyes.

He took out a snow-white steamed bun from his pocket and played with it in his hands.

"If you want steamed buns, just say it. Why are you crying?"

Suddenly, Jing Lei stopped crying, and smiled with his swollen mouth: "Lian Zun, you still understand me."

"I haven't eaten steamed buns for a long time."

He stared at the steamed bun in the Supreme Refiner's hand, and his mouth was almost drooling.

Yang Susu smiled.

It seems that what Master Jiancheng said was right. Among the three sword spirits, the sword spirit of the Thunder Sword is the weakest.

How powerful can a sword spirit be when its intelligence hasn't even fully developed?

Master Jian Cheng snorted coldly.

"I just beat up an idiot."

His voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.

Jing Lei jumped up again.

"What did you say? Say it again, old man!"

"Say it again, let's fight!"

Master Jian Cheng said disdainfully: "Only a fool would challenge you in a duel."

Jing Lei was completely shocked again. Just when he was about to point his finger at Master Jian Cheng and scold him, an extremely fast arrow flew towards him.

The red snakes and the fire on both sides quickly dodged the unexpected green spirit arrows.

But Jing Lei, who had just been exposed, was unable to dodge and was shot in the abdomen by a green spirit arrow.

"what!"

He let out a sharp sword sound, and his whole body was filled with the sound of "crackling" lightning.

The green arrow that pierced its abdomen turned into a thick demon vine, which tied it up at an extremely fast speed and pulled it towards Yang Susu.

Yue Shu had an evil smile on his face: "Master Jian Cheng deliberately kept provoking you, which gave this demon an opportunity to take advantage of you."

"Heh, a sword spirit like you with an abnormal mind is the easiest to catch."

"Thunder!"

Red Snake and Yuhuo screamed at the same time.

"Owner!"

The face of the Supreme Refiner in the formation was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

He just wanted to sit in the formation and watch the show for a while.

He felt that the sword spirit he cultivated was more than enough to kill the sword spirit in Yang Susu's Holy Heaven Sword.

Unexpectedly, Jing Lei was captured.

"Yang Susu, if you release my thunder, I can still be patient and learn from you."

"But if you don't release the thunder, then I will have no choice but to kill you with just one move!"

When he slowly stood up and tried to break the formation, he heard a shrill scream.

Everyone looked towards the shrill voice at the same time.

I saw that Gui Si's sword had pierced through Yu Mengmeng's abdomen.

The sea water among the sea rocks has reached the bottom.

Without the seawater holding him back, Gui Si once again picked up his sword and used a killing move against Yu Mengmeng.

At this moment, she was no longer holding the golden dragon.

The golden dragon is wrapped in a big bubble, and there are also bubbles like this around it.

However, the bubble that envelops the golden dragon is filled with blue gas, which is constantly repairing the golden dragon.

Yang Susu was very confused. What exactly were the blue gases emitted by Yu Mengmeng?

The blue gas she emits should be of the same nature as Ah Yao's demonic energy, both of which have the effect of healing.

But no matter how you heal the wound, it is impossible to make the golden dragon's arms and legs grow back.

"what!"

Yu Mengmeng cried out in pain again.

Her voice was extremely aggressive.

With such a cry, Ghost Four flew out, hit the sea stone wall hard, fell to the ground, and spurted a large mouthful of black blood from the corner of his mouth.

And the sword that pierced Yu Mengmeng exploded amidst that sea-like cry!

Such a cry made the unconscious Golden Dragon frown tightly, and then he opened his eyes.

Looking at Yu Mengmeng's bleeding abdomen, he said weakly: "Meng, Mengmeng, why, why don't you cry!"

Yu Mengmeng's face turned pale, but she still smiled sweetly when she saw Jinlong waking up again.

"Brother Jinlong, you're awake!"

"Meng Meng has cried enough and won't cry anymore."

"Didn't Brother Jinlong tell Mengmeng about this?"

"A brave woman never cries."

She looked towards Ah Yao who was fighting with Gui San.

"You said that Sister Yao would never cry."

"So, Mengmeng also wants to be a brave woman and not cry!"

The golden dragon smiled weakly.

Yu Mengmeng is a mermaid princess. She has been raised in the mermaid palace since she was a child and refuses to go outside.

She is timid, cowardly and afraid of things.

Every time I cry, I soak myself in the sea water.

The best friends are Jiao Wenji and Little Starfish.

What made you cry that time?

Anyway, I can't stop crying.

He tried to coax her for a long time, but it didn't work.

By the way, it seems that the king of the mermaid tribe was injured.