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

The corner of Yang Susu's mouth curled up with a bloodthirsty smile: "I said it before, whoever wants to be the saint can be the saint, I want it!"

"Today, I will kill you rubbish dogs."

She put away the Holy Heaven Sword and said coldly: "Qinglong, kill!"

"kill!"

Qinglong tore the last demon to pieces and attacked Hua Run angrily.

"Damn it for making my fairy sister so sad and angry!"

Qinglong was angry!

"kill!"

Jun Zeyuan's white silk penetrated General Xishangyan's body and crushed him to pieces!

Yang You held the red tassel spear, and Yang Zuo held the blue feather arrow, and they all headed towards Master Hua.

Yang Yuan, Hua Shengsheng, King Meng, Long Tengjun and others all picked up their swords.

"kill--"

For a moment, the sound of fighting was deafening.

Yang Susu used all her strength to split the iron cage made of Tianlou Stone in half, and used her inner strength to smash the iron chains that pierced Jun Yichen's wrists and ankles.

She held him in her arms, resting her chin on his silver hair, holding his hands, smelling his bloody scent, her body trembling slightly: "Achen!"

Her voice was trembling and hoarse as she carefully wiped the blood off his face.

She was wrong!

She should go find him first, regardless of the consequences.

It's all her fault.

If she had found him earlier, he wouldn't have to suffer so much.

She wiped the blood off his face while crying.

"Achen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He had so many injuries that she didn't know where to start healing him.

"Su'er, I'm fine, don't cry anymore."

He tried hard to reach out and wipe away the tears on her face, but he didn't have the strength to do anything because his tendons in his hands and feet were cut.

He lowered his eyelids helplessly. Her crying made his heart tremble slightly.

All his martial arts skills were wasted, and his magic power also disappeared after he broke through the restriction of Tianlou Stone because of saving Jun Xiyang.

Now he is a complete waste.

Only this mouth can still speak.

"I won't cry, I won't cry anymore..."

Yang Susu tried her best not to let her tears fall, but for some reason, when she hugged his cold body and her skirt was stained with his blood, she would still cry no matter how hard she tried.

"Su'er, now that I'm like this, it seems I can only live off my wife."

He smiled and said, "Will Su'er dislike it?"

Yang Susu wiped away the tears from her face, tried hard to smile, stretched out her hand to push a strand of his silver hair behind his ear, and whispered: "Even if Achen lives a life of luxury, I will be happy, because I like Achen so much."

She took out the cold poison antidote she had developed from the Three Life Stone and fed it to him.

"Achen, this is the antidote for the cold poison. I made it. Please eat it. From now on, your body will be as warm as mine."

"Su'er, I'm lucky to have you."

He swallowed the antidote, and a warm current flowed through his meridians. Gradually, his body, which had been cold for years, began to warm up.

Feeling his body gradually warming up, Yang Susu smiled and cried again.

He chuckled: "This is the first time I've noticed that Su'er cries so much."

Yang Susu was silent, she couldn't hold back her tears.

There were two bloody holes on his wrists and ankles, which were left by the Tianlou Stone Iron Chain.

It must be very painful when it penetrates.

In addition to the scars of various sizes, there was also a huge wound on the chest that went from the left chest to the right abdomen. The wound must have been smeared with something and had begun to fester.

The ribs and collarbones were pulled out alive.

She is a doctor, and looking at these wounds, she felt a chill in her feet.

Therefore, Hua Lian must die.

Her consciousness had already entered the Three Lives Stone. The little demon king seemed to know why Yang Susu came in. He hid under the Spirit Lake, folded his white wings, hugged his knees, and murmured, "Fairy sister, please stop pulling out my hair. There are only four strands left. If you pull out more, I won't grow up and become a demon king. I will die."

She knew Yang Susu could hear it.

After all, this is her Sansheng Stone, her little world.

Yang Susu was shocked.

After standing by the Spirit Lake for a long time, he turned around and left.

The little demon king has not grown up yet. The little sprout on his head is his demon base. If the demon base is really damaged, he will not be able to become a demon king and will die.

She wanted to heal his wounds bit by bit with her own hands.

She wanted to be with him well, and to be well with him in this life.

She wanted to wait until the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was unified, hold his hand, travel around the world together, eat, drink, and play.

She wanted to sit with him under the magnolia tree, he brewing tea while she played with the clothes.

She wanted to give him two babies so that he could always have them by his side when he got old.

She wanted to be with him...

She has a lot of ideas, but someone always comes to crush all her expectations.

The old voice in my mind that had been silent for a long time rang out again.

"Hey!"

"What a fate. After ten lives and ten lifetimes of suffering, this time, your obsession with him is even deeper."

Yang Susu knew that it was her master, Lord Qianqing.

Gradually, the scene in front of Yang Susu changed. It was no longer a bloody battlefield, but a huge waterfall. An old man with white hair and flowing Taoist robes was sitting on a huge rock under the waterfall and meditating.

Seeing Yang Susu in front of him, he opened his eyes, reached out his hand and rubbed her hair lovingly, and called out: "Disciple, the ten lifetimes of suffering will eventually end. Whether you go or stay is determined by fate, but your master hopes that you can put aside the past and protect Qianqing."

Yang Susu knelt beside Qian Qingjun and lowered her head: "Master, I'm sorry!"

Lord Qian Qing helped her up and said, "The master has already disappeared into the void. This is just a trace of the master's obsession to guard your reincarnation. Go, the master can only help you up to this point."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in front of him turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

Yang Susu reached out and grabbed, but caught nothing.

She shouted, "Master!"

The only answer she got was the sound of falling water.

In order to collect the remaining souls of the saint, the Lord Qian Qing injured his immortal roots, and later he entered a black hole full of monsters, and became an immortal after returning.

This is no secret in Qianqing.

Therefore, the people of Qianqing always condemned the Saint in their hearts. For her own selfish desires, she disregarded the lives of the people in the world and blew up her own soul, which caused the foundation of the Qianqing monarch to be severely damaged, and finally died.

Yang Susu's tears fell on the stone where Qian Qingjun sat, and suddenly, the scene changed again.

She returned to the battlefield.

But I always feel like my eyes are covered with a layer of fog, and it's a little unreal.

The sound of fighting continued to ring out, and the strong smell of blood filled the entire world.

The snowflakes from the sky fell like goose feathers, trying to cover the countless corpses below.