Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Yu Xiaoqiao seemed not to hear anything. She just buried her face in Si Wenming's palm and rubbed it, deeply inhaling the scent of the gardenia.

After a while, Lao Mu ran in from outside, holding a string of rope in his mouth, and spit it in front of Yu Xiaoqiao, "Tie him up, or you will die before he dies."

Yu Xiaoqiao glanced at the rope on the ground but did not pick it up.

An inexplicable light flashed in Lao Mu's dog eyes. He shook his head and went back to the doghouse, looking at her from afar.

At this moment, tears were streaming down Yu Xiaoqiao's cheeks, a smile appeared on the corners of her lips, and the past came to her mind.

The white brocade robe fluttering in the wind, the angry expression of "To me, it's a perfect match", the cool breeze with eyes downcast and long fingers holding the flute, and the countless soft "yes", never blaming or forcing...

Tears wet Yu Xiaoqiao's wide sleeves and also disturbed the calm lake of her heart.

I used to be afraid of meeting the wrong person and only adding to the sadness.

But now I’m afraid that I was just passing by, but I’ll cost you your life.

"what!"

Yu Xiaoqiao's wandering thoughts were brought back by Si Wenming's painful groans.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and Yu Xiaoqiao hurriedly wiped it off.

He slowly opened his eyes, took her hand, and held it to his cheek. After a while, he slowly said, "Are you hurt... I'm sorry, I should..."

Yu Xiaoqiao endured the pain in her arm and let him pull her.

The self-blame and loneliness that could not be concealed under his long curved eyelashes pierced her heart, spread throughout her body, and lingered for a long time.

"Does it hurt?" She wiped the corner of her eyes secretly, forced a smile and shook her head.

He smiled faintly on his pale face, "If you can't get through, cancel it first..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes were already red and filled with tears.

Yu Xiaoqiao shook her head, tears gushing out like a dam bursting, her voice stuck in her throat.

"Tie me up with a rope so I won't hurt you again." Si Wenming endured the severe pain in his chest and wiped away the tears on her cheeks.

Yu Xiaoqiao shook her head violently, and shouted in a low voice, "No! No... I will definitely get through it!"

"Meeting you and accompanying you for a journey is enough! No regrets!" Si Wenming stretched out his hand with difficulty, tucked her scattered hair behind her ears, and said in a low voice.

Yu Xiaoqiao could only shake her head and shed tears, but in her heart she was screaming: Not enough, not enough! Regret, the biggest regret in life!

After a few words, Si Wenming fell into coma again.

After Li Lingyan and Feng Zisu returned to the prime minister's residence, they stayed guarding the door.

Li Lingyan listened to what the two said, his heart ached and he let out a long sigh... He felt pain for his brother, grief for his lover, and pity for himself.

Feng Zisu tried to break it with the Qiankun Pei, Qiankun Cauldron and Kunya's blood, but to no avail.

Yu Wenrui also collected the blood of many wizards from the Northern Frontier. After trying it, the Heart-Eating Butterfly in Si Wenming's body showed no reaction.

A day passed and Si Wenming did not wake up again, but he had an attack once.

Even though he banged his head against the wall and was bleeding, punched his chest and vomited blood, was in so much pain that his whole body was convulsing, and struggled until he was insane, Si Wenming would rather hurt himself than hurt Yu Xiaoqiao in the slightest.

After tossing and turning for half the night, Si Wenming was covered in wounds and fell asleep from exhaustion.

Yu Xiaoqiao sat back at the table, rubbed her dry and sore eyes, and continued to study the Xiaoyu Ding and the wormhole.

Suddenly, a beam of light shone through the window onto the table, and there was a commotion in the yard.

Yu Xiaoqiao asked Mei Ruohai to stay in the house and hurried out to see what was going on. Lao Mu followed behind him on tiptoe.

At this time, the sky in the east began to turn pale.

Kunya stood in the courtyard holding a wizard's staff and shouted, "Return my disciple and the Qiankun Cauldron to me immediately!"

"Hahaha!"

A burst of childish laughter was heard, and Xiao Lingzi flew over and said with a smile: "Master, how can such a small cell trap my disciple?"

Kunya made a strange gesture, muttered a spell, pointed his finger into the air, and a beam of white light suddenly shot into the sky.

The Qiankun Cauldron in Feng Zisu's arms seemed to be summoned and struggled to get out. Feng Zisu and Li Lingyan tried their best but failed to stop it.

The Qiankun Cauldron flew into Kunya's palm, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Today is the day you die, prepare to die!"

Li Lingyan, Danzhu, Mei Ruoxing, Si Wenxin and others joined in the battle, but retreated after a few dozen rounds.

Kunya seemed to be resurrected with full health, and his strength increased sharply.

Feng Zisu, wearing a black veil, joined the battle, but was soon defeated.

The guards and secret guards in the palace fired thousands of arrows, but they were easily defused by Kunya, who shot them back, causing heavy losses.

Yu Xiaoqiao threw out a long silk ribbon from her sleeve, rolled up the small spirit beside Kunya like a twist, and threw it towards Kunya.

Kunya caught the little spirit and took a few steps back.

Kunya introduced the virgin blood into the Qiankun Cauldron, and then chanted a spell. The Qiankun Cauldron emitted thousands of rays of light, shooting straight towards Yu Xiaoqiao...

Seeing that Yu Xiaoqiao was about to be hit, Yu Xiaomo flew out and stood in front of her.

The ring around the neck emitted a mysterious light, blocking all the rays of light.

"Hmph, brat, let me see if you can break this Qiankun Cauldron stained with virgin blood?" Kun Ya glanced at Yu Xiaomo and said coldly.

Yu Xiaomo stabbed at Kunya with his sword, but after dozens of rounds, he was completely unable to resist Kunya's Qiankun Cauldron.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at Yu Xiaomo, wondering: Why didn't the Kunya magic fail in front of Xiaomo this time? Was it because of the virgin blood?

Everyone stepped forward to help, but they were all blown away by the Qiankun Cauldron.

Seeing that Yu Xiaomo was defeated, his shoulder was injured and blood was splattered everywhere.

The blood splattered on the ring, and the ring suddenly emitted a blue light and hit the Qiankun Cauldron, which suddenly fell to the ground.

"what!"

Kunya screamed, his chest seemed to be severely injured, and he vomited blood. "It is really the Rakshasa Ring! No wonder the magic power was ineffective before!"

Kunya chanted a spell, directing the virgin blood into the air, and with a raise of his right hand, the blood flowed into the mysterious ring on his middle finger.

It is very similar to the ring on Yu Xiaomo's middle finger.

He pointed gently at Yu Xiaomo, a ray of light shot out, and Yu Xiaomo flew into the air.

Everyone rushed forward to help, but they were all blown away by the light and could not move forward.

Kunya continued to chant the spell, and Yu Xiaomo's body became twisted and blood kept spitting out of his mouth.

The blood was absorbed by the ring on the neck, and rays of light shot out where the blood came into contact with it, and suddenly the night turned into day.

Kunya's ring was sucked into the ring on Yu Xiaomo's neck and embedded into it, merging the two into one ring.

A powerful force seemed to be awakened in Yu Xiaomo's body. With a "roar" from him, thousands of rays of light burst out, and Kun Ya was blown away and fell to the ground.

The Qiankun Cauldron was also recalled by the ring and flew into Yu Xiaomo's hands. He fainted while holding the Qiankun Cauldron.

Everyone was blinded by the thousands of beams of light.

No one saw it, a beam of light shot onto Lao Mu who was hiding in the corner, and the poison-avoiding bead on his neck flashed purple light. Lao Mu seemed to be hit hard, and was knocked far away and fainted.

Si Wenming has not yet woken up and Yu Xiaomo is unconscious again.

Everyone was injured.

Yu Xiaoqiao held Yu Xiaomo's hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

"Xiao Qiao, don't worry. The sealed power in his body was just suddenly awakened, and his body can't handle it for a while, but he will get better slowly." Feng Zisu put her hand on Yu Xiaoqiao's shoulder and comforted him softly.

Yu Xiaoqiao patted Feng Zisu's hand and said slowly: "Thank you, go to the guest room and rest."

Yu Xiaoqiao returned to Si Wenming's room, stood by his bed, and stared at the Xiao Yu Ding in a daze.

"Have you figured it out?" Lao Mu woke up at some point and walked over unsteadily, his voice more serious and gloomy than usual.