When the weak voice sounded, even if Ito Yukiko threatened it with her septum to threaten Ding Le, who had not been awakened, suddenly regained consciousness.

Because this sound rang in his ears and he was so familiar with this sound.

He looked up suddenly, then looked at Mingyue's face covered in blood in shock.

Mingyue had already opened her eyes. Although she was extremely weak, a smile had already risen in her eyes.

Ding Ling's body trembled again, but this time, it was a trembling of excitement and joy.

He looked at Mingyue's familiar eyes and said tremblingly: You are alive

Mingyue blinked and then said softly: Help me pull out the fish intestines first.

At this time, Ito Yukiko also came to her senses, and infinite joy flashed in her eyes. She teleported to Mingyue's side, and then assisted Ding Ling to slowly help Mingyue up.

Ito Yukiko looked at her with a smile, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: The sword just now was good.

Ito Yukiko immediately lowered her head in panic, and she stammered: I thought you were resurrected by this method of putting it to death.

Well, theoretically, yes. Suck you to count.

At this time, Ding Ling had already touched the hilt of the sword he encountered, and Mingyue couldn't help but take a breath.

Ding Ling didn't dare to move immediately.

Mingyue said helplessly: Forget it, it’s better to have short pain than long pain, just pull it out.

She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes as she said that.

Ding Ling and Ito Yukiko looked at each other, and he took a deep breath, then grabbed the hilt of the fish intestine and pulled it hard.

According to common sense, it is impossible for Mingyue to survive such injuries, so he never considered whether this would hurt Mingyue. Since she could even die and resurrect, all the considerations were redundant.

Just now, he really thought she was dead.

At this time, Zhulong, who was standing in the distance, also realized something was wrong here. He was just maintaining the domain so that Ding Ling could quietly send the Xuannv Empress for the last journey. He himself was studying the divine nature that had just condensed. The only regret was that the divine nature was not complete.

He never suspected that Mingyue was dead, because just now, he sensed it clearly. With Ito Yukiko's sword, Mingyue's vitality was instantly cut off

This is something that only happens when a god wants to die. Otherwise, not to mention a sword piercing the heart, even if thousands of arrows pierce the heart, a real god will not be able to die just like this.

But as Mingyue opened his eyes, his eyebrows also raised slightly. Then, he looked at Mingyue with shock and looked at Mingyue pulling the dagger out of Mingyue's back.

He even heard Mingyue's muffled groan

What's going on

In fact, not only Zhulong doesn't know what's going on, but even Ding Ling doesn't know how Mingyue survived.

Then when he was about to hand the fish intestine to Ito Yukiko, he was stunned.

I saw a drop of blood slowly rolling down from the blood trough of the fish intestines.

Mingyue slowly opened her eyes, as if she guessed what Ding Ling was thinking, and said weakly: Yes, because of your blood, I am resurrected.

As she said that, she struggled to get up, then took a deep breath and gently lifted the clothes on her chest.

Ding Ling saw that under her clothes covered with Ding Ling's blood, there was a wound that penetrated. Although the location of the wound was a bit special, Mingyue didn't care at all.

The wound in front was not big, just like a knife stabbed a small hole, which was covered with Ding Ling's blood.

Mingyue closed her clothes, and she looked back and saw that the Zhulong was also stunned in the distance, as if she didn't know whether she should come over or continue to wait and see.

She withdrew her gaze and said softly: In this life, I am your blood elf, so as long as you don't die, how could I die?

After saying that, she took a breath again, then put her hand deep in front of Ding Ling's chest.

It was not until this time that Ding Ling felt such pain in his chest.

He lowered his head and lifted up his scratched clothes. He saw a wound that almost cut him in half, revealing an extremely terrifying texture.

When the pain came, Ding Ling's forehead instantly exuded beads of sweat the size of beans. He groaned and immediately took out a handful of spiritual pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

Mingyue gently touched the wound on his chest and said: Don’t eat the spiritual pill anymore, I remember you still have a drop of inherited blood. Use it.

You mean, this

Ding Ling was stunned when he heard this, and then quickly took out a small crystal ball from the atrial space.

In the crystal ball is a drop of golden blood.

That is the blood inherited by the blood clan that A Youduo has processed

Even though he was so painful that his sweat beads were pouring out directly, he still asked with fear: After using it, will he become a vampire?

No. Use it quickly. After using it, you can Mingyue paused. She closed her eyes and took a light breath before saying: Only then can she bear my power.

Your power

Yes. Mingyue nodded calmly: My true power.

Ding Ling did not hesitate anymore. He placed the crystal ball on his chest and then slowly forced out the drop of inherited blood with spiritual power.

After the inherited blood dripped on his wound, a golden light immediately appeared, and then disappeared without a trace.

The next second Ding Ling felt a fire immediately from the wound

In just a moment, this feeling was transmitted to all parts of his body~

Ah my god ~

Ding Ling roared softly, his forehead was sweating like rain

This feeling was like the heart-wrenching tingling pain when he just woke up his bloodline. If this is not the case, it will hurt~

When the blood vessels awaken, the pain was as if a red-burned soldering iron pierced into his heart. This time, it seemed that his whole body was being stabbed by countless red-burned needles.

As the endless pain arose, a faint golden light appeared on the wound on his chest, and then healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mingyue gently stroked the wound, and she could clearly feel Ding Ling's pain in resisting.

Not long after, Ding Ling's trembling body finally calmed down.

It hurt so much that he let out a weak breath and looked down at his chest.

I saw that the shocking wound had completely grown. Although it had not healed, it was not as terrifying as it was just now.

At this time, Mingyue looked back at the Zhulong standing in the distance.

Zhulong had no intention of coming here. Perhaps he felt that since he had obtained his divine character and Mingyue had no realm at all, then choosing to watch coldly may be the most correct choice.

Mingyue withdrew her gaze and placed her hand on Ding Ling's palm.

The next second, her body disappeared without a trace.
Chapter completed!