The strongest pet: the playful wife is too hard to chase

Chapter 91
The world was suddenly terribly quiet. Changge Jingmo looked down at Shiyu in his arms. The night wind blew the light veil on his body. Even though no one saw the terrifying look in his eyes, everyone was still overwhelmed by him. The aura was so suppressed that he didn't even dare to breathe.

"Yaoqin, why did you seriously hurt me, Yu'er?" Her voice was cold and deep, but there was anger about to erupt.

"Why?" Yaoqin suppressed the fear in her heart, flew down in front of Changge Jingmo, and stared fiercely at Shiyu in his arms: "Her existence will only hurt you, and will only bring you pain." Come to endless trouble!"

She really hated Changge Shiyu so much!

"You are wrong, Yu'er... is my life, Changge Jingmo!" Gently stroking Fu Shiyu's hair, Changge Jingmo raised his eyes to look at Yaoqin in vain, his sharp eyes piercing like a sword. wear her heart.

Yaoqin's heart trembled slightly when she was frightened by Changge Jingmo's cold eyes, and she couldn't help taking a few steps back.

He said Changge Shiyu was his life?
Heaven's Punishment Zilei hadn't hurt her much yet, but just one sentence from Changge Jingmo broke her heart thoroughly.

As a woman, she lost to a man.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous!

"She looks like a ghost now, are you willing to want her?" Yaoqin asked with a trembling voice, pointing at the unrecognizable Shiyu with her slender fingers.

Changge Jingmo didn't answer, but transferred all his immortal energy into Shiyu's body without reservation.

"No! No!" Yaoqin screamed, stepping forward to stop Changge Jingmo.

With Changge Jingmo's current body, he simply cannot bear the consequences of consuming so much immortal energy!
But she didn't even touch Changge Jingmo's clothes before he was repelled by him.

With the loss of fairy energy, Changge Jingmo's body really couldn't stand it anymore, the blood in his body was churning, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yaoqin was crying loudly at the side, but it didn't help at all.

Changge Jingmo forcibly suppressed the qi and blood in his body with all his cultivation, and still poured immortal qi into Shiyu's body continuously, until his black hair was covered with snow, and his body fell back weakly.

"Jing Mo...your hair..." Yaoqin watched Chang Ge Jing Mo's hair turn white, and stretched out her hand to catch his fallen body in a panic.

Qingmu Shangxian and others never expected that Changge Jingmo's body would be so overwhelmed. They didn't react until they saw his white hair, and rushed forward to stop him from consuming his immortal energy.

A group of disciples were also worried and nervous when they saw this scene, but they couldn't help, so they could only worry by the side.

"God!" Shangxian Qingmu pushed Yaoqin away and supported Changge Jingmo's body.

Cui Xun Shangxian also knelt down and took the pulse of Changge Jingmo, and his expression changed drastically: "Hurry up and help the god to go back to rest!"

The god's pulse is so weak that it sometimes comes and goes!

Seeing Shangxian Cuixun's face, Qingmu Shangxian knew how serious the matter was, and quickly called Mo Chuhong and Lu Linyun to come forward to help.

But Changge Jingmo hugged Shiyu tightly and refused to let go, they didn't know what to do for a while.

Yaoqin fell to the side, staring at the white-haired Changge Jingmo with dull eyes, and has not recovered for a long time.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Shiyu suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master..." Shi Yu called out in a breathless voice, looking at the white-haired Changge Jingmo, thinking that he was not used to seeing things with one eye and misjudged things.

When she blinked and looked again, she found that Changge Jingmo still had his eyes closed and his head full of white hair, and there were still people standing around him.

"Master Cui... Cui Xun" Shi Yu's eyes fell on the Cui Xun Shangxian who was standing beside him.

Hearing Shiyu's voice, Cuixun Shangxian hurriedly squatted down in front of her and held her hand tightly, a look of distress flashed across his usually cold face: "Shiyu."

"My master...his hair..." Shi Yu spent a lot of energy before he could finish his sentence.

(End of this chapter)