She had given up hope now and didn't care about the consequences of her words. The Queen Mother had already aimed at Jiuxi's chest and launched a powerful palm strike. Even with Laojun's protection, Jiuxi's body still flew out like a fallen leaf, and a mouthful of thick, hot blood spurted out of her throat. Some immortals were unable to avoid it, and the blood splashed into their eyes. It was such a desolate color, and they could even feel the woman's determination to die.
The Queen of Heaven laughed coldly, "Jiuxi! Even if you are good at talking, your spiritual power is still very weak!"
Jiuxi's body fell lightly, still stumbling back a few steps. She covered her aching chest. Although blood was flowing between her teeth, she still said stubbornly, "That's better than you, an old witch."
At this moment, a crimson figure appeared at the door. Ming Ye's face was pale, but he still gathered his strength and walked in with firm steps. The immortals consciously made way for him, because they had seen Ming Ye's ability. Except for the ancient god Jin Li, who could compete with Ming Ye, no one in the immortal world was Ming Ye's opponent.
Mingye looked at the shaky figure, quickly moved behind Jiuxi, and put a broad arm around her slender waist, protecting her whole body. Looking into her bloodshot eyes, he felt his heart tearing apart. He said, "This emperor will take you away."
Jiuxi raised her eyes, tears flickering in them, and asked, "Why...why is your body so cold?"
Ming Ye suppressed the discomfort in his body and replied softly, "Gong Ci is still outside to guide us."
Having said that, he flew out of the hall with Jiuxi in full view of everyone.
He is as arrogant as ever.
But before he even reached the South Heaven Gate, his body couldn't hold on any longer and he fell straight down, blood all over his tongue. Even if he didn't want to, his spiritual power had been exhausted. He looked up at the vast sky of the immortal world, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and said resolutely, "Jiuxi, don't worry about me, just go!"
As he spoke, he fiercely pushed the person in his arms into the distance. Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Jiuxi could only see Mingye's face that was on the verge of breaking. She stretched out her hand, but her body flew farther and farther away. She saw the heavenly soldiers and generals rushing up from behind, and saw that Mingye's body was surrounded by those densely packed heavenly soldiers.
Cold tears flowed down her face. Jiuxi wiped the tears from her eyes blankly, gathered her strength and flew towards the direction of the heavenly soldiers. She pushed away the wall of people angrily. In her sight, it seemed that she could only see Mingye. His eyes were closed peacefully, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
She stumbled towards Mingye and held the unconscious Mingye in her arms. A wisp of spiritual power emanated from her fingertips and sank into Mingye's body, but she found that Mingye's body had been depleted of spiritual power and was on the verge of losing it. Looking at the increasing number of people, her face showed no fear, only numbness. She gently stroked Mingye's forehead and said with a smile, "Mingye, look, they don't dare to come over... I have never hated myself so much. I hate myself for believing in the Fairy of Flowers. If I hadn't believed her, you... you wouldn't have to rush to the fairyland to save me."
She spoke tender words as if no one was around, even the numbness on her face was covered up, revealing a rare smile.
Someone stabbed Mingye with the sword in his hand.
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