[69 Book Bar - www.] With a child, Yao Yue had no choice but to return to the place where she was initially imprisoned by Yan Li.

On the territory of the Flower God Yanli, no one should disturb her.

Although he is injured now.

Yao Yue held Yan Huan in her arms and stood at the edge of the hot spring fairy pool, feeling a little dazed.

She knew that staying in this cell was the best for Yan Huan's growth.

only……

Yao Yue raised her head, seeing the endless clouds rolling in the sky, and the fragrance of grass and flowers blowing on her face with the breeze.

The most important thing is that there is one person whom she has not been able to visit yet.

Yao Yue took a deep breath, held back her irritability, and was about to jump into the pool when the sound of water suddenly came from the hot spring pool.

Yao Yue took a step back in shock.

Subconsciously, he wanted to hold Yan Huan and run away.

Before he could even take two steps, a fan swirled and flew in front of him, firmly nailed to the ground, and quickly grew in size, forming a barrier.

Can't get out.

Yao Yue hugged Yan Huan tightly and reached out to touch the child's face. Yan Huan's red eyes immediately turned into the same dark color as Yao Yue's.

One hand was clenched into a fist, ready to use the ice sword at any time if it were the person who intercepted her.

"turn around."

The cold voice made the blood in Yao Yue's body instantly burn.

This haunting voice, a voice that only appeared in dreams, was actually behind me now.

Yao Yue suppressed the joy in her heart and turned around quickly.

In the hot spring fairy pool, his long black hair was soaked in the water, spread over his shoulders, and clung to his white chest.

The skin is as white as jade, and as black as dyed with ink, the black and white contrast with each other, and the mountains and rivers are clear.

Yao Yue couldn't help but get closer.

Mingyu leaned against the wall of the hot spring, his coquettish face a little erratic under the mist of water vapor.

"You are hurt?"

Yao Yue's eyes fell on his darkened lips.

Mingyu slowly opened his eyes.

Yao Yue saw that his iconic purple double pupils turned into a deep ink color, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Yao Yue remembered that the last time, when Mingyu was seriously injured because of his madness, the nine-tailed fox tribe used a silver thread to pierce Pipa's bone, her purple eyes turned into the dark color they are now.

"Ah."

Mingyu sneered, "When I was stabbed in the heart by your sword and almost lost my soul, I couldn't survive, so this little injury is nothing."

Yao Yue's steps froze.

Three hundred years of time and three hundred years of crazy longing, she actually forgot that the person in front of her had already thought of what she feared most.

It was her fault that she couldn't bear with him. If it weren't for her recklessness and arrogance, she wouldn't have caused him to suffer like that, suffer such a disaster, and have the memory of a fool who couldn't bear to look back.

It was so embarrassing that he chose to forget, and she couldn't say anything.

He was obviously to blame for not keeping his word, but Yao Yue couldn't blame him.

Cause and effect have consequences, and sooner or later the bad consequences she planted will have to be tasted.

Those peach blossom-like days he gave me have finally fallen away.

Yao Yue lowered her head sadly.

"I'm sorry. It's all me, it's all me, I hurt you."

For a moment, the atmosphere was a bit silent and depressing, and neither of them spoke.

Yao Yue could only smile bitterly, what was the use of her apology?

Isn't this making things difficult for him?

Suddenly, a childish voice broke the awkward silence.

"Mom, don't cry. Huan'er doesn't even cry anymore."

Yan Huan in her arms didn't know when she woke up. She stretched out her little hand and awkwardly wiped Yao Yue's tears.

Yao Yue forced a smile, lowered her head and kissed Yan Huan's cheek, comforting her in a low voice, "Mom is fine."

After waiting for a while, without waiting for any reaction from Mingyu, Yao Yue raised her head and found that Mingyu was actually floating on the hot spring pool.

Yao Yue was startled, and immediately jumped into the pool and helped him up. Only then did she realize that there was a huge wound on Mingyu's back, from his shoulder to his waist, and his flesh and blood were exposed.

He was so seriously injured, no wonder his face looked so weird.

Yaoyue dragged Mingyu into the bottom of the hot spring pool.

For several days, Mingyu was in a comatose state.

The healing power of the hot spring water is undeniable, but Mingyu still hasn't woken up, and Yao Yue was so worried that she couldn't sleep a wink for several nights.

While taking care of Mingyu, Yao Yue discovered that there were scars all over his body, big and small, of all kinds.

Some are obviously from a long time ago, but some are recent, and the wounds have not yet healed.

Yao Yue let out a long sigh, wondering how Ming Yu had managed to survive in these years.

When they were separated, his body had never been so scarred and it made people feel so distressed.

Seeing Ming Yu frowning in her sleep and sleeping very uneasily, Yao Yue, who was helpless, suddenly thought of a way.

The Shark Pearl has healing powers, and coupled with the blood of his own dragon clan, it may be helpful in healing Mingyu's wounds.

Yao Yue bit her finger hard, but only squeezed out a drop of blood, which was not enough to wet Mingyu's purple lips.

She felt cruel, took out the ice sword, and cut her wrist with all her strength.

Yan Huan, who was sleeping, suddenly made a sound, which startled Yao Yue. The knife in his hand tilted and the cut was deeper and longer.

Blood gushes out immediately.

The panicked Yao Yue immediately put her wrist on Mingyu's lips.

Mingyu first frowned and turned his face to one side, as if he hated the blood.

Yao Yue leaned over, held his head with one hand, and pressed hard on his lips with the other hand, preventing him from moving at all.

Blood flowed continuously into Mingyu's mouth. He rejected it at first, but gradually seemed to be unable to resist the temptation of the warm blood, and changed from passive acceptance to active absorption.

"Mother, mother, your face is so frighteningly white." Yan Huan squatted beside her, blinking, looking uneasy.

Yao Yue wanted to laugh, but felt that she couldn't muster any strength.

My whole body is feeling weak.

Mingyu's expression gradually calmed down, but he had no tendency to stop at all.

If this continues, Yao Yue may become a patient like Ming Yu.

Yao Yue released the hand that was holding Ming Yu's head, and slowly stood up. She wanted to let go, but Ming Yu, who was addicted to drinking blood, actually raised her hand and pulled Yao Yue's wrist.

The weakened Yao Yue also fell on Ming Yu's body.

"Mother! Mother!" Yan Huan screamed in fright when he saw Yao Yue being pulled down by the sleeping weirdo.

Yao Yue moved, but found that the force biting her wrist loosened.

She was pushed away.

Mingyu slowly sat up.

Yao Yue smiled weakly.

My own blood really has some effect.

Yan Huan knelt beside Yao Yue and pushed Yao Yue gently.

Yao Yue held Yan Huan's hand and looked at her red eyes, "Mother will not die. Mother hasn't taken Huan'er to find your father yet."

Mingyu stood up and looked down at Yao Yue.

Yao Yue saw that his eyes were dyed with a faint purple color, and she felt much relieved knowing that his body was probably recovering quickly.

"After disappearing for three hundred years, which man did you have a bastard relationship with?"
Chapter completed!