Teach your wife to live for a thousand years

Chapter 417 Jiang Yi's Dream Mirror

Burned by what?
Ye Yuye lowered his eyes, accidentally glanced at something, reached out to hold it to prevent it from shaking, spread his hand and found that it was actually a stone.

A black stone was squeezed into his hand.

There seemed to be warmth flowing down her hands into her whole body, sinking into the bottom of her heart, which made her not so cold.

Just by looking at her, she knew what was going on. Heizhuoshi did not belong to the low-level world at all. Where did he find it?
Ye Yuye stared at him for a long time, finally only sighed, took out a lollipop, skillfully tore off the wrapper, squeezed his chin, and stuffed it in.

Since her body has not yet recovered, it was too rough to put him on the bed.

Ye Yuye clapped his hands, glanced at the pale man lying on the bed, and murmured: "I didn't know you had such abilities."

She stuffed the two stones around her neck into her bosom, stepped out of the room, fetched water and washed them briefly,
Ye Yuye looked towards the direction where the scorching sun rose, and lazily narrowed his black eyes.

After a while, she dispersed the barriers around her, and a fat black cat ran out of nowhere with something in its mouth, meowing softly.

"Squeak!"

When Baby Ginseng's desperate eyes saw Ye Yuye's figure, they couldn't help but light up, as if seeing hope.

The thin whiskers that grew on it dangled restlessly, just wanting him to notice him.

"Cat, let it go."

Ye Yuye looked at something in Fat Mao'er's mouth, and then at the suspicious pool of water on the ground, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

How long has this cat been in its mouth?

Fat Mao'er's dark pupils flickered a few times, and reluctantly spat out the baby ginseng from his mouth.

The baby ginseng seized the opportunity, burrowed into the soil in an instant, and disappeared without even shaking off the saliva on its body.

The fat cat trotted to Ye Yuye's side, and circled around her, as if dissatisfied with leaving it there.

On the bed, the man's hands were tightly clutching the mattress, his brows were furrowed as if there was pain that could not be resolved.

In the endless desert, the sky is full of flying sand.

There are two people walking.

The boy slowly followed behind a boy in white clothes, until the boy in front stopped, he grabbed his sleeves tightly.

The boy frowned, turned around and looked at him: "Why don't you leave?"

The boy raised his eyes, and there was a hint of grievance in his milky voice: "Master, I'm tired and can't walk."

Hearing this, the young man sighed almost inaudibly, and pointed at him: "Come here."

The boy walked slowly in front of the boy with difficulty, his grape-like obsidian eyes looked at that handsome and delicate face.

The boy squatted down. Seeing that the boy hadn't moved, he said helplessly, "Come up, I'll carry you."

The boy stood on tiptoe, wrapped his thin white arms around his neck, and jumped up. His small face was pressed against the young man's shoulders. Looking at the soft facial features on that side face, he felt a little sweet in his heart.

The boy walked with his back for a while, then stopped suddenly.

The boy thought that his trick was seen through by the master, and his whole body was tense until the boy whispered: "Your realm has entered the ground level, and you should have your own weapon."

Suddenly, a sword came out from the void, the blade was black, extremely sharp with a cold glow.

With just one glance, the boy couldn't move his eyes away, and there was a bit of joy in his milky voice: "Master, does it have a name?"

　Jiang Yi's q-version character design is coming out soon!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)