The strongest space princess is too rich

Chapter 486 I may be dying
The city of Kyoto fell into panic, the roar of the spirit beasts in the dark room of the imperial palace shook the sky, and there were so many spirit beasts raised by the emperor, the ground almost shook with the sound.

Emperor Dongyue sent people to investigate everywhere, but there was no result for a day.

The breath is so strong that it makes people depress and tremble. What kind of spirit beast is so powerful?

The spirit beasts raised by the Royal Academy rioted, and humans would attack when they approached them.

Almost everyone in the Yu family gathered outside Yunshui Garden, staring at the closed room.

Yu Fudong was heartbroken, the old lady had come to her senses, her eyes were red from crying, the high priest, Jing Heyi and Jing Fanzhi also arrived.

The powerful aura that enveloped the city of Jingdu actually emanated from the Wushuang room, and Jing Tianquan was sure it wasn't Bi Shui Ling.

Although Bi Shui Ling is also strong, but at this time it has never felt this kind of breath.

Everyone is hanging on one heart, the most important thing now is not to let anyone find out, such a powerful aura will definitely lead to disaster.

Di Yan stood in front of the barrier with his hands behind his back, as long as he breathed a little, he could enter.

One day, the surrounding aura only increased and did not decrease, even getting close to it already required the protection of the whole body.

Night fell again, and the sky was full of stars.

The night was brighter than ever, shining down on the hair, as if mixed with golden light.

In the room, Yu Wushuang was lying on the big bed in a daze. This day, the snow-white spirit beast kept sucking her blood, and another kind of air flow in her body seemed to be condensed.

Burning hot, wanting to jump out of the body.

At first she kept resisting, the more she resisted, the more her head exploded, and her heart hurt badly.

Gradually, Yu Wushuang stopped resisting. She felt that she might die if she couldn't make it through. When she got up from the ground, a small air current surged in her dantian.

The tendons are contracting, and the breath suddenly rushes and hits.

Yu Wushuang was startled suddenly, the aura was difficult to control, wandering uncontrollably, the veins in the hands and feet ached like needle pricks.

Sure enough, it still didn't work.

The breath rushed across the air in the body, and there was a posture about to break through her skin.

The outer protective barrier fluctuated again and again.

Di Yan's black eyes lit up slightly, and he sensed a strange aura rushing out.

His feet moved, and he walked into the protective barrier wrapped in black fear.

At this time, Yu Wushuang's face was flushed by the impact of the breath, and an unknown gas surrounded her, it was not fear of breath, but it was not internal force either.

The emperor geese came, with a dark breath.

Yu Wushuang was extremely sensitive to the dark breath, slowly opened his eyes in pain, and a cold figure was reflected in his eyes.

When he saw the person coming, there was a smile on his blood-red face, and his breath wandered: "I...may be dying."

It hurts so much.

"Shut up." He scolded coldly.

There was unprecedented complexity and solemnity on the stern face.

Distressed as if branded with a mark.

This woman - can't die!

he wants.

"I... I'm going to die... You're still killing me..." Yu Wushuang panted repeatedly.

The internal force of the breath made her face blush abnormally.

Bi Shui Lingpan was motionless beside her bed, and the brows were faintly red.

Di Yan frowned coldly, looked at the aura surrounding her, walked over a few steps and clasped her wrist.

Yu Wushuang's body hurts like a knife, and her face is still just panting. Patience and hiding are compulsory things for them.

"It hurts, just call it out." Di Yan's voice was mixed with anger and domineering.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, seeing you...it doesn't hurt anymore." Yu Wushuang raised her hand and held his hand tightly.

Her hands were like fire, and his hands were as cold as ice.

(End of this chapter)