kiss my evil husband

"You're crazy!" Zi Yu stretched out his hand and pulled the whip, but when he got close to the magic whip, he was shocked by its hostility. His hand was numb for a while, but he had no choice but to withdraw it, looking angrily still with that evil charm Yan with a smile.

"Aren't you desperate to use this method!"

The magic whip, the holy object of the blood family, penetrates human nature. It can burst out powerful magic power through the sacrifice of blood. The stronger the magic power, the stronger the explosive power of the blood.

Yan actually used his own blood to pay homage to the magic whip!

He is His Royal Highness of the Blood Race, and what flows in his blood is the powerful magic power of the Blood Race, which is the best sacrifice for the bloodthirsty magic whip.

"No way, this is the only way now, as long as I defeat them all in one go, I will be fine."

Yan gritted his teeth, swung his whip vigorously, and swung it towards the terrified polar bear in front of him. Each whip carried a strong wind, and the sound of cutting the air indicated the danger of death.

As long as the magic whip touches the opponent's body, it can rip apart the opponent's body, and then absorb all the opponent's magic power for himself. It is a cruel method, but it is the most powerful method. No one can resist it!

It's just that the magic power of the magic whip is getting stronger and stronger, and more and more blood is needed, and Zi Yu can even see the blood vessels on Yan's arm beating crazily, showing signs of bursting!

"Hurry up and stop!" Zi Yu raised a protective shield in front of them to block their impetuous attacks, seeing Yan's paler and paler face, his eyes turned red anxiously.

If it goes on like this, he will definitely be sucked dry of blood by the magic whip and die!

He could have predicted that Xia Nian'er's eyes would cry!

But Yan didn't seem to hear anything, just waving the magic whip in his hand, the red light of the magic whip became more and more intense, and every time he waved it, he could almost see its elongated peripheral vision clearly, like a red rainbow gorgeous.

It seemed that Yan really didn't hear anything. The massive blood loss made him dizzy, and he even had some tinnitus. There was a buzzing sound in his ears, but there was only one belief in his heart, which was to wield the whip.

My eyes are getting blurry, but my mind is getting clearer.

Xia Nian'er's voice and smile, her coquettishness, her willfulness, her cuteness, and her laughter seem to keep flashing through my mind...

Everything about her, he even saw Xia Nian'er covering her face when she was crying, he wanted to reach out to hold her in his arms, but found that he couldn't touch anything, he could only watch her helplessly crying, choked up calling his name.

He lowered his head and looked at his hand, it turned out...it was transparent!

This is... This is my soul? !

No!

He can't die!

He can't leave Bao'er alone, he can't see her crying but he can't give her a chest!

He can't make her sad...

The scene in front of him became more and more blurred, it seemed that Xia Nian'er's weeping figure was getting further and further away from him, and the surrounding scenery quickly retreated, and then...

"No!" Yan yelled and sat up all of a sudden.

What caught my eyes was Nishang's calmly approaching cold face, the surroundings were still in the arctic cold, and in front... Xia Mingxuan and Zi Yu were fighting!

Subconsciously looked down at his wrist, the magic whip had been quietly put aside, the wound on his wrist was wrapped in snow-white gauze, and there was still a faint tingling pain.

Yan frowned, why did he suddenly become unconscious?

"Why are you here?" Seeing that there was no figure of Xia Nian'er around, he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and asked in doubt, even though he was seriously injured, his tone was still so condescending.