As soon as the heavenly tribulation was over and the calamity cloud had not yet dissipated, Bing Chen immediately teleported to Qi Yao's place.

Looking at the dying person in the thunder pit, Bingchen felt both distressed and proud.

Gently holding Qi Yao into his arms, Bing Chen immediately used the Blood Soul Technique.

The rich blood and energy contain magnificent vitality, and was sent into Qi Yao's body by Bingchen.

Opening his eyes weakly, a smile appeared between Qi Yao's painful eyebrows.

"My husband has improved too quickly and he can't catch up with his husband's footsteps." Qi Yao said powerlessly.

Bingchen shook his head and gently kissed Qi Yao on the forehead.

A few days ago, Qi Yao was in jail for death. If there was no serious matter, he would never waste any time. Bing Chen could not see Qi Yao's mood at that time. Although he had not pointed it out or stopped it, he was always paying attention.

"You are already very outstanding." Bingchen said.

A faint smile appeared on Qi Yao's lips.

Seeing this scene, Xue Yi, who was standing beside him, felt a sense of indescribable bitterness in his heart. Both of them were natal puppets, compared to Qi Yao, he was really far from him. In other words, he was just Bingchen’s nominal natal puppet before.

Thinking of this, Xue Yi felt guilty and couldn't help but feel a little indescribable jealousy.

She had never felt this feeling before. Although she didn't want to or wanted to admit it, she knew that jealousy was actually a kind of jealousy.
Chapter completed!