Xia Wushuang was covered in blood, and felt a little chill on her face. After several struggles of her soul like a slight struggle, he finally woke up from his coma and regained a hint of awake consciousness.

But how could this guy who didn't know how to write the word "death" give up such a good opportunity. He suddenly woke up after pretending to be a nightmare, hugged the purple beauty beside him, opened his mouth and shouted whatever he thought.

"Moon face man! If you want to hurt my Zi Niang, step over my body first!"

Xia Wushuang's expression was fierce and realistic. A nonsense sentence was like an unreasonable beast, which instantly destroyed the fragile psychological defense line that Yasumoto had just established after calming down.

Her mind was weak and she had never experienced such a feeling of being protected. So she stayed for a while and forgot to push away Xia Wushuang, a shameless man who was unethical, unconformist and without any lower limits.

Alas, women are just like this, and they can't listen to sweet words. Especially after experiencing major changes, they are forced to open their hearts and develop a good impression of someone.

Unfortunately, Xia Wushuang was completely unaware of his behavior that didn't want to implicate the purple beauty just now, which had completely melted a certain iceberg. He just felt that he had made a lot of money, and his head was buried in the plump, soft, fragrant and charming towering pair. The feeling of cats and humans felt completely different. The feeling of blood gushing made him feel like he was about to fly.

And what made Xia Wushuang feel that he made a big profit was that when he woke up, he took advantage of the situation and was not beaten to the ground by Yakumo Zi on the spot.

After making this ambiguous process lasted for at least three minutes, Xia Wushuang felt that it was almost done, and then he raised his head with a confused look on his face.

"What? It turns out that I'm just dreaming..." The shamelessness of the 'Three No Man' is simply unimaginable.

Pang! The purple beauty actually pursed her lips and smiled, with a charming charm. She stretched out her jade hand and bending her fingers between Xia Wushuang's forehead, spitting on him, "Your soul is powerful, as long as it is not penetrated by the soul sea, it is impossible to dream. Do you know?"

"Hehe!" Xia Wushuang covered the place where his forehead was knocked, smiled in a naughty way, but she didn't explain. Then she glanced at the fields with her eyes, but saw that within a thousand meters there was a dry black land, rolling hills and island mountains.

"Cough cough!" Xia Wushuang suddenly covered her mouth and coughed up bloody phlegm from one hand. She looked happy and suddenly became awkward.

"This time I actually hurt my soul, it's really a big deal."

Xia Wushuang thought silently, and his consciousness was tangent to the soul, and he was ready to use two bottles of white jade holy spring to pad the injury.

Suddenly, his consciousness hit a thick wall, and he felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

"What's going on? Why is my soul sealed?" Xia Wushuang was shocked and immediately sent a message to the soul sea. However, she found that she actually wanted to contact No. 7.

"Don't think about it, have you seen the sky? This world has been shrouded in the ashes of gods, and all living beings have been suppressed and cannot use any magic power." Yakumo Zi covered her mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Her body was penetrated by the ancient god's magic array several times. The injury at the soul level was only heavy and lighter than Xia Wushuang.

"Oh?" Xia Wushuang frowned when he heard this. He stretched out his right hand, and suddenly a blue flame slowly burned in the palm of his hand.

In the middle of the Rising Sun, he was forcibly suppressed four small realms, and was not suppressed so that he could not use any magic power as Yasumoto said. Moreover, his body was not suppressed at all, and his vitality was still extremely powerful, with amazing power beyond most dusk-level magicians.

"..." Xia Wushuang was speechless. He glanced at the weak purple beauty, his expression changed slightly, frowned, and then tentatively said: "Grandma Zi, it is not a good habit to deceive people."

Yakumo Zi was startled when she saw that Xia Wushuang could use some of the magic power. Then she seemed to think of something, and suddenly realized and smiled bitterly: "You are so cruel, you have used all the ashes of your ancestors to spread."

"..." Xia Wushuang was a smart person. When he heard Yakumo Zi's words, he immediately understood.

It’s not that the ashes of the gods did not suppress him alone, but that he fuses the emperor’s blood of Ostaleon and completely replicates the bloodline of the White Bone Emperor. It is equivalent to its weakened version of the incarnation, so naturally it will not be suppressed by the ashes of "itself".

"So, Grandma Zi must have no strength now?" Xia Wushuang hit the high-high with a hammer and suddenly realized. When she turned to look at Yasuo Zi, her eyes flashed with a terrifying brilliance, as if she was about to swallow her.

"What do you want to do?!" Yamamoto's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and his weak body couldn't help but move back two steps. His jade hands grabbed his collar, stared at his beautiful eyes, and looked at Xia Wushuang tightly.

At this moment, she found that she seemed to be a little unaware of this big black cat.

Seeing this, Xia Wushuang smiled wildly and walked into the purple beauty. Naturally stretched out her hands and kept kneading the other person's pretty face. Until the other person frowned and was about to fist at the pink fist, he turned back and slowly squatted down his body.

"Come on. Since the realm has been suppressed, your body should be suppressed too. I will carry you out as an apology for rubbing my face."

In Yakumo Zi's puzzled gaze, Xia Wushuang forced her to carry her on her body, and then walked firmly in one direction with her steps.

"Why did you...just?" Yakumo Zi still couldn't understand.

Xia Wushuang smiled faintly. He felt that the woman who had lost her magic power on his back was weak and light at this moment, like a piece of warm and fragrant soft jade, making people unable to help but want to put it in the palm of their hands to take care of her.

"Because I want to pinch your face, I just pinch it. Why do I need so much? And as I said just now, as long as I can survive, I must marry you as my wife. No matter where my husband pinched his wife, it is reasonable, right?" Old Xia's thoughts gradually became heavier, but he still wanted to make Yakumoji happy. He raised his head and saw the scene in front of him, which was covered in darkness, only cracked earth and hills that looked like an ancient giant tomb.

The ominous intuition told him that this evil land with the emperor's bone powder sprinkled may not have been so easy to go out as he thought.

"Aren't you a hooligan? If you want to marry me as your wife, you will marry me as your wife. Have you ever asked me for my opinion?" Yakumo Zi smiled angrily by Xia Wushuang's righteous words. If she hadn't been seriously injured now, her magic power would have been completely suppressed. She really wanted to slash her palm and hit the big boy hard on the head.

"Ha! You must be willing, because except me, you will definitely look down on others." As the Emperor's ashes landed, the entire space became darker and darker. Although Xia Wushuang kept saying whispers, his heart had already sunk to the bottom.

"You are just a cat. Even if you are Kaorama's younger brother, you can't change this fact. A cat is a cat." Yakumo Zi was amused by Xia Wushuang. She also followed suit, pinching Xia Wushuang's face left and right, and smiled happily.

Xia Wushuang was shocked, turned her head to look at Yakumo's purple and jade-like face, and asked in surprise: "Do you actually know my true identity?"

"You wouldn't think Youyouko would really help you lie to me? She and I are friends for two lifetimes. Don't you know?" Yasuo Zi smiled and felt that she had the upper hand in front of this big boy in an instant.

"How can I practice it! How can I do this?! This unconscionable pink beauty, if she cut her pink body with a knife, it must be all black inside!" Xia Wushuang opened her mouth in shock. At this moment, when she recalled the blue and white beauty's every move, she felt that the voice, appearance and smile were everywhere, and she felt that the guy's voice, appearance and smile were all revealed.

Damn it, I dare to play this old man like a monkey! No, when we go out, we must find a chance to get the place back! We must slap her in the butt!

"What surprised me? Although Kaorama admitted that you were her younger brother in his reply. However, the information revealed between the lines of her is not just treating you as a younger brother... I honestly told my sister, what is your identity?" Yakumo Zi's soft body leaned on Xia Wushuang's back, and a piece of white paper in her hand was placed in front of him, murmuring softly in his ear.

This statement actually has a sense of danger. Xia Wushuang's emotional intelligence is not low, so he can naturally hear it.

However, this guy couldn't help but take the white paper. Yakumo's pupils suddenly shrank, and a beautiful murderous intent appeared in the center of his pupil.

A faint magic power passed by the paper, and a row of beautiful handwriting slowly appeared in front of Xia Wushuang.

"My brother has a low level and a bad temper. Youyouzi takes care of him more and hopes not to hurt him. Youxiang is very proud."

"..." Xia Wushuang was disappointed and scratched her head. "Just like this? What can I see?"

Yakumo Zi smiled coldly and threw it to Xia Wushuang for a lot of space letters.

Xia Wushuang opened it one by one and was shocked. Although these letters were written by the same beauty, the concise handwriting on it deeply shocked his "pure" heart.

"Um!"

"good."

"Come on a while."

"dislike."

...

"So Sister Youxiang is a cold beauty who doesn't like to talk? I didn't know anything before?" Xia Wushuang talked to herself, and her loss just now was wiped out, and she happily cherished these letters with beautiful handwriting in her heart.

"..." Zi Wuren clenched his fists, and several words "well" had appeared on his beautiful forehead.
Chapter completed!