Although her condition has improved, Ye Chen's condition is a little less optimistic.

The infusion of the original source made his face pale quickly. His long hair, like a waterfall, turned into white in the breeze. The origin of the demon was also in trouble, and the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth could not be stopped.

But he did not stop, only knowing that his origin could save the female holy body, only knowing that the female holy body could save the heavens.

At some point, he stopped, exhausted and shaking. With a breeze blowing, he fell under the tree and fell into a faint fainting.

He was so crazy that he instilled half of the origin of the holy body.

At this moment, he had no great energy and blood, and his surging spiritual power, and he was extremely silent.

The night fell into tranquility.

Both of them fainted, and the female holy body slept peacefully, and had recovered as before, bathed in the moonlight, like an ice beauty.

When I looked at Ye Chen again, I was quite miserable. I snuggled under the old tree and fell asleep. The messy white hair covered half of his face. Through his hair, I saw all the traces of time, and I lost half of the origin, and I looked even older.

Late at night, the female holy body trembled slightly and her eyes opened gently.

As she saw the vast starry sky, bright stars shining with bright stars.

After she recovered from her mind, she sat up and looked sideways at Ye Chen under the tree.

Seeing that Ye Chen's origin was silent, her heart couldn't help but feel ache, just because half of Ye Chen's origin was poured into her body. Now his breath is weak.

The female saint's body has pretty eyebrows and frowns slightly, and her expression is more complicated.
Chapter completed!