Chapter 234

Next to him, Mocking Wind was keeping an eye on Qing Aoi while secretly adjusting his breath.

Xuan Shang Jun was still concentrating on forcing out the demonic energy for Qing Aoi. Night Tuan came to his side and gently touched his waist. The first time I saw him, I saw him put the fragment of the Pan Gu axe here, how could it not be there?

She peeked at Xuan Shangjun like a thief, and unexpectedly saw the smile flowing from the corners of his lips.

"You lied to me!" She punched Xuan Shangjun in the chest with a pink fist.

The mocking wind said, "Can you stop flirting at this time?"

Night Tuan had confidence in Xuan Shang Jun, she said, "My sister is the body of the Supreme Clear, so it's not easy for Jun to heal her?"

But as if to smack her in the face, just as her words left her mouth, Qing Kwai's mouthful of blood sprayed out on the ground. The night Tuan froze, Xuan Shangjun opened his eyes, a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, in fact, with his cultivation, healing Qing Aoi's wounds was a breeze. But today, he failed many times.

"Can't?" Nighttan held Qing Aoi and finally began to get anxious.

Xuan Shangjun gently soothed: "I don't have enough spiritual power, allow me to think of another way."

Night Tum froze, even the mocking wind next to him was speechless for a moment.

As the eldest son of the Heavenly Emperor, Xuan Shangjun, since his birth, he had the Heavenly Constitution in his mouth and was unspeakably noble. The shortage of spiritual power, he may have never tasted in his life.

And just today, at this moment, when his physical strength could not be restored, his body was so sleepy that all he had learned in his life had become a meal without rice, he finally understood.

The good thing is that he can still think of a way. He summoned his own magic treasure Îþi zither, and did not hesitate to draw the spiritual power in the zither. This four realms hard to find magic treasure, recognized the emperor's eldest son as the Lord, how often for the spiritual power of worry?

But now, its clear spiritual energy was overdrawn by the master. Soon, its light dimmed and it was like an ordinary tung wood zither, leaning alone in its owner's arms.

Xuan Shang Jun borrowed its strength and finally condensed his qi energy again. The Qing Qi in front of him trembled lightly, a purple-black magic Qi in her head more and more gathered, as big as a wheel.

The purple-black magic gas was attracted to her and seeped into her fingertips, and was quickly absorbed by her.

If it is usual, Xuan Shangjun must have noticed the difference long ago. But today he did not.

He was too tired.

When the last wisp of demonic energy was forced out of Qingqi's body, Xuan Shangjun collapsed as if his body was drained. He looked haggard, his eyes were dull, and his clothes were covered with scorch marks from the burning fires of heaven.

If he was in the heavenly realm, where aura is abundant, then recovery would only be an instantaneous matter. But now, he is on earth and can only describe the wretchedness.

Night Tum said, "You sleep for a while, I'll go find some elixirs."

She was about to get off the couch, when coldly, Xuan Shangjun's stomach made a series of gurgling sounds.

Xuan Shangjun touched his stomach with an odd expression. Night Tum reached out to rub his stomach and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good and don't scream, I've ordered food and someone will bring it up later."

Xuan Shangjun gently pressed her hand, and the two of them looked at each other, and night tum slowly approached him. Xuan Shangjun's breathing was slightly rapid, but he did not refuse.

The two of you don't think the situation in front of you is very weird?

Night Tum that can still spare him?

She casually manipulated the bedside embroidered shoes, a shoe soles knocked over: "Now is the time for you to talk? You have no eyesight, you spoil my good deeds! Even a dog knows better than you!"

As he was fighting, there was a knock on the door outside.

Night Tum shouted to come in. At the door, Xiao Er came in with a food box. When he saw the situation in the room, even though he had seen a lot, he could not help but sigh - people nowadays are really good at playing.

He took out the food and wine and set them up one by one. There was a sudden commotion from downstairs, and Nighttan couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?"

The second said, "You don't know yet, do you? Just yesterday, the gods and demons happened a big event! Now the two tribes are sending troops to investigate it. But you four do not have to worry, after all, we are here is the demon tribe, still have to be the demon emperor said. Not in the jurisdiction of the gods and demons."

Night Tum Oh, knowingly asked: "God, the two clans of the demons what happened to the big event ah?"

"I knew you would be interested!" The second is waiting for her to ask, heard the words suddenly eyebrows flying, "I heard that ah, the son of the Heavenly Emperor eloped with the son of the Devil!"

This! Sitting next to the leg of the bed mocking wind eyes wide, the couch of the Xuan Shangjun is dying in the disease sat up in shock. Both of them asked in unison, "What?!"

Xiao Er looked smug with the first-hand information: "It is said that these two, many years ago in the Tibetan knowledge of the sea when they traveled to fall in love at first sight. Naive identity difference, difficult for the world to tolerate. The emperor and the devil in order to cut off this sinful relationship between the two of them, but also early for them each set the two princesses of the human race as wives it. This is not, the two years of bitter love, and finally break free from bondage, into a pair of butterflies, finally married!

... he finished serving the food and wine, but also forgot to comment: "But in our demon tribe, everyone is quite supportive of them."

-- you can go now! Night Tum directly blasted people out, leaving the room mocking the wind and Xuan Shangjun with a shocked face.

What the hell is all this!