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

It can compete with the ancient thunderbolt spirit root for so long.

The hotter her body gets, the more fierce their fight becomes!

The body swells, the blood boils, the flesh turns red, and smoke comes out.

She bit her lips tightly until her bones were aching!

The lips were bitten and bleeding.

The mind started to feel dizzy.

A huge hand seemed to appear in front of her, trying to pull her soul out of her body and drag her into an endless hell.

She bit her bloody lips tightly.

Because she couldn't make any sound at this moment.

Even though she was unconscious, she still remembered Uncle Jie's words firmly in her mind.

If you cannot let this thunderbolt essence take root in your body and let it recognize you as its master.

Then you will die!

Will die!

This is the ancient Xiu Yuan!

Thunderbolt spiritual root!

It was symbiotic with the formation of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

She wanted it to take root in her body and to recognize her as her master.

It's easier said than done!

But the huge hand in front of her grabbed her neck and suffocated her.

It’s so hot, so painful, and I want to sleep so much!

When she was about to collapse, she heard Uncle Jie's voice.

"Xiao Su'er, you can't just fall asleep like this."

"If you fall asleep, it's over!"

"You will stay here with us forever."

"You will be part of our defense."

When her consciousness gradually faded, the hand was about to pull her soul out.

Yang Susu bit her lips fiercely again.

Can’t sleep!

Absolutely not!

The huge burning heat and pain buried the pain of her biting her lips.

But when the blood from the corner of her lips dyed her tongue red.

The slight smell of blood brought her back to her senses.

She thought about it over and over in her mind.

Can’t sleep!

Yang Susu, you can do it.

You still have so many people to protect!

You can definitely make Pili Xiuyuan recognize you as their master.

Of course you can!

She repeated it silently over and over again.

Biting blood again and again.

It hurts so much!

Ah Zhen, who was sitting next to Uncle Jie, continued to cry.

"Uncle Jie, do you think my sister is going to die?"

"If this continues, she will really be ripe."

"Uncle Jie, can you think of a solution?"

The mustard demon sighed!

"Jiao Baozi, there is nothing we can do about this."

"She is like this now because the Youlan spiritual root in her body is competing with my Thunderbolt spiritual root!"

"Two forces fighting each other!"

"The more we fight, the closer we become. Don't worry, we will become a family in a short while."

Ah Zhen: “…”

"really?"

Ah Zhen wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve.

"real!"

"I never lie to anyone."

"Don't worry, we have to trust Xiao Su'er!"

Uncle Jie took a sip of wine and looked at Ah Zhen next to him again.

"Although Jiao Baozi and the stinky old man have the same chubby face."

"But your chubby face looks more comfortable."

He placed the fruit wine in front of Ah Zhen.

"When you're nervous, drink a little and you won't be nervous anymore!"

"Come on, take a sip!"

Ah Zhen: “…”

"So Uncle Jie was also nervous, so he kept drinking from the beginning."

Uncle Mustard nodded honestly.

"Well said, I'm nervous!"

He pushed the wine toward Ah Zhen again.

"Drink!"

"Uncle Jie, I don't drink!"

"Wine is a good thing. You haven't even tried it, so why are you refusing it?"

"drink!"

"After drinking it, your sister will feel better in your eyes."

Ah Zhen paused as he wiped his tears.

He looked at Uncle Jie with red eyes in doubt.

"Really?"

Uncle Mustard nodded.

"Jiao Baozi, I'm just being nice to you, so I'm giving you some of this wine."

Otherwise he wouldn’t give it away!

After all, it had been so long before someone came into this ancient formation and brought him such delicious wine.

Ah Zhen held the wine jug in front of him, which was bigger than him, and gulped down several mouthfuls.

After drinking it, he suddenly felt dizzy.

The wine jug in front of me became two shadows.

The suffering sister not far away also became many.

"Uncle Jie, you are right, wine is a good thing."

"Look, my sister has become several people."

"It's good to have so many sisters to share the pain!"

“Hehehe, hehehe…”

Uncle Jie: “…”

He was in a very heavy mood, and originally just wanted to tease the spirit.

I didn't expect that after just a few bites, he would start talking nonsense.

"Xiao Su'er, I'm sorry!"

"I filled your formation spirit with energy and turned you into a fool!"

At this time, Yang Susu, who was lying not far away, was no longer smoking.

The redness of the skin also faded, and was replaced by a layer of white frost.

The heat receded like the tide.

The coldness hit my whole body unexpectedly.

At this moment, she felt that all the blood in her body was frozen.

She began to tremble all over.

It’s so cold!

It's really cold!

The bitten lips that were covered with blood were also covered with a layer of white frost.

She felt that it wasn't just her blood that was frozen.

All the meridians in the body were frozen inch by inch by frost.

In the end, even the bones were frozen.

About the time of a cup of tea.

She felt like an ice sculpture.

"Ah, my sister, why did my sister become like this?"

"Is she dead?"

"Woo, woo, woo, my sister must be dead!"

"You damn snake demon, give me back my sister, wuwuwu, give me back my sister..."

Ah Zhen, who was smiling foolishly just now, cried out loudly when he saw Yang Susu was covered with frost and turned into an ice sculpture.

He cried and hit his uncle with his little fists.

Uncle Jie: “…”

Now he regrets it.

He shouldn't have let this scorched bun drink.

"Little guy, it hurts to be beaten."

Uncle Jie picked up the mad Ah Zhen and tied his two hands behind his back.

Those grey, narrow eyes were full of inquiry.

"Although they both have chubby faces, their drinking capacity and personality are very different from those of the stinky old man."

"Much cuter than that stinky old man."

"Hey, the old man and I are so obsessed with formations, and our cultivation is not weak either."

"Especially me, an ancient demon king."

"It was born when the world was created."

"But why don't the old man and I have formation spirits?"

"Well, to put it bluntly, your sister has better luck."

At this time, Ah Zhen was still struggling and crying.

"You bad, stinking snake demon!"

"Let me go."

"My sister is dead, wuwuwu, I am not done with you."

"Even if I become the soul of the ancient formation, I will definitely help my sister to take revenge, wuwuwu..."