Chapter 1290 Peerless Elegance, Nine Thousand Years Old (Seventy-Nine)

"Not five years! Why did you get sick after only three years!"

To vent your anger, to vent your anger properly, but Imperial Doctor Li can only bear it.

King Jin's complexion changed drastically when he heard Brother Huang's words.

Three years ago, when Emperor Jing came back from the battlefield, he told him everything.

Including the other party has only five years.

Now that he heard what the emperor brother and Li Taiyi said, King Jin naturally knew what was going on.

He was more excited than Emperor Jing, and his face turned livid.

If Jiuji gets sick, then is it true that Brother Huang will soon be dying too.

"Princess Li, please explain clearly to the king! You don't know what it means?" King Jin came to the doctor Li.

He squatted down and asked each word through his teeth.

"Chen... I still need to observe for a day."

Doctor Li resigned to his fate and closed his eyes, waiting for the final verdict.

He is now somewhat certain that nine out of ten reasons why Jiu Ji is unconscious is because of the death gu.

Emperor Jing walked to the bedroom in a daze.

Doctor Li said that he did not accept it.

It's only been three years.

How could he and her be like this...

The other imperial physicians kneeling on the ground could not understand the charades of the emperor, King Jin, and imperial physician Li.

Although everyone was curious, they also held the attitude that one thing more is worse than one thing less.

It's just that a few noticed Emperor Jing's attitude, and found that the other party's soul was lost, as well as that breath of ashes.

Today...could it be changing again...

Sitting in front of the dragon bed, Emperor Jing looked at the sleeping woman, his deep eyes revealing depressive pain.

Reluctance, unwillingness, pity, and pain poured out one after another.

...

Just when Emperor Jing and the others were in pain, or were powerless.

Mi Youning has already returned to the soul-absorbing space.

She sat on the soft couch in the space, her sitting posture was lazy and casual, "Xiao Hun'er, you are not very authentic."

Jiehun floated aside, with his back to Mi Youning, his eyes fixed on the colorful glazed stone in front of him.

"Host, the task of this plane is considered complete, and the power of the soul has also been obtained.

The next plane is more dangerous, you need to be fully prepared, because I will not go with you to the next plane. "

Jie Hun's voice was deep and low, without the usual escape.

Mi Youning looked at her soul body, pierced her shapeless palm with her fingers, and fondled her nails.

The attitude of not listening to Jiehun's words distorted Jiehun's face from the corner of his eye.

"Oh..." After a while, Mi Youning responded.

She stood up from the couch and floated towards Ring Soul.

When he came to Jiehun's side, he shot quickly.

"Ouch! It hurts... Host, stop!"

Mi Youning made a quick move, grabbing Jiehun's ear and spinning it around, the hurting opponent kept begging for mercy.

"Little Hun'er, you are so bold, you brought me here without saying a word, and you even pretended to be deep, who are you pretending to be looking at you.

In this plane, your brain is out of your wits watching movies! How dare you pretend to be a wolf with a big tail if you don't put your tail between your legs to be a man! "

Jie Hun struggled for a long time without dodging, and finally had to break his own soul body.

The soul body cannot be broken into a real state, and it is easy to escape the clutches of the devil.

"Host! You will lose me like this!" Xiao Hun'er angrily pointed at Mi Youning, accusing.

God is so lost!

Mi Youning twitched the corners of her mouth, and glanced at Xiao Hun'er in disgust.

"I don't know if I should say something..."

Xiao Hun'er tilted her head, "Say."

Mi Youning touched her mouth up and down, and the little soul exploded with anger.