Chapter 2713: From now on

The man’s hoarse voice rang with the last bit of reason.
Hey, I will give you the last chance – push me away!

Responding to him is the girl’s unresolved look.
Ji Mingyu gave a beast like a beast, and all the strings that belonged to reason were completely broken.
In the frigid fog, all the negative emotions turned into a burning expectation, and the friendship that flows in every inch of air is turned into a turbulent warmth that dispels all the cold.
The ice that condenses in Wuqing Lingquan slowly melts, and the spring water is once again steamed to warm the mist, and the rich aura that makes people feel happy.
The entire Temple of the Prison, the former moment is so dead, cold, depressed to make people crazy.
At this time, it was like a spring blossoming spring, and the garden was full of vitality.
Qinglong and others have been waiting in the courtyard outside Wuqing Lingquan. When they saw the vegetation in the yard recovering, when the flowers bloomed, they fell to the ground and burst into tears.
It was the vitality brought by the origin of the wood, saved the vegetation in this garden, and saved everyone in their temple.
The blood of the chest became solid again, which means that the soul of Ji Ming was completely repaired, and the ice that was originally mixed in the blood contract disappeared, which means that -
After a lapse of nearly 10,000 years, the icy of the master has finally been completely lifted!
From then on, the master will never have to go through every two decades, and taste the world's ups and downs, and the years will come.
From then on, they no longer have to worry about the main child's cold poisoning, and they are counted as hurt.
From then on, Ji Mingfu has no worries, and will step on the road to becoming the peak of the domain of the gods.
One day, he will become the co-owner of the heavens and the earth, let everyone bow down to the court, let all the monks worship and worship, no one can slap their edge.
All of this is brought by Miss Yan.
Just, is Miss Yan who brings it all right? Is she still alive?
If she is dead, can the master still live alone?
The original joy and excitement, because of the sacrifice that had to be made for this, became a deep worry and heartache.
They can only pray sincerely that the master and the young lady can live safely and can survive this robbery.
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Outside the house where Lingquan is located, the sky has already illuminated the shallow fish belly.
The cool breeze in the morning, mixed with the chill, blew the fog, and let Ji Mingfu slowly immerse himself in the wonderful and crazy reason.
He slowly straightens up, has a clear texture, and beautiful lines. Every inch of muscles seems to condense the most powerful force, and depicts the most attractive arc between heaven and earth.
The black hair of the ink is scattered behind him, some messy, half-shadowed, but more and more looks like Yuelu, handsome and unparalleled.
The cool breeze smashed through the sweaty body. If the average person had already chilled, he didn't feel it.
A pair of scorpions, which were covered by the messy long hair and half-shadowed, did not look at the people in their arms for a moment. The gentleness of the eyebrows was like a word, as if they could drop water at any time.
The girl in her arms fell asleep, not very stable, a pair of delicate eyebrows wrinkled, and her face still had dry tears, which looked so pitiful, but beautiful and dazzling.
Ji Mingyan reached out and gently wiped the tears on the girl's face. The movement couldn't tell the clumsiness, but with the ultimate gentleness.
He couldn't remember what happened last night, only knowing that reason was almost completely lost, as if he was on the verge of losing control anytime, anywhere.
He knew that he had a problem with his body, but he could do nothing. He could only step by step and watch himself go to the abyss.