Loser Princess Defies Heaven - Chapter 805

Then she lost consciousness.

Gu Mian Mo was lying in the same place, and the last ray of light was peeling off and floating in the air.

The next second, the sky is bright, the thousands of withered flowers and plants, began to bloom again, as if to regain life.

The bright silver light spread throughout the Tianxing Pavilion, and the wounded envoys healed as before.

Then, the power of the Oracle continued to spread to the whole Zhongzhou and even the whole divine world.

In addition to the collapsed walls and broken walls, and the souls of the dead, those who were seriously injured were blessed by the power of the Oracle, and the wounds healed rapidly.

Yingzhou, Mohist school.

Qingxuanzi woke up, and the wound on his chest was healed. He sighed: “is this the power of the oracle?”

Every time an Oracle falls, the power of his Oracle will grace the whole three realms. If he is not spirited, he can return to heaven and be reborn.

Which Oracle fell?

No, no!

In this divine world, apart from the emperor, where are other oracles?

But he felt that emperor Zun’s soul was still there.

What’s going on?

Ink smoke also wake up, complexion ruddy, as usual.

In the room, the soul grass flowers bloom again, showing the life, condensing the soul, and appearing on the bed in a blue shirt.

Mo Qingyu slowly opened his eyes, touched his limbs, and found that they were intact.

What happened.

He remembered that he had already fallen to the demon temple. How could he revive peacefully?

Eight seals were affected by the power of the oracle and healed one after another. Eight guardians were forced to seal to the bottom of the earth.

The huge divine world was devastated by the havoc, but it was finally reborn.

Everything, recovery.

But the collapse of buildings everywhere reminds everyone that all this has not never happened.

The divine world will be reborn.

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Demon temple, glass pavilion.

The breeze is not dry, the clouds are light and the wind is light. The hall is filled with sandalwood, but it is very empty.

Mo Qingge sits beside the bed, holding a peach comb in her slender finger bone. Her eyes comb the ink hair for the people on the couch. She is haggard and haggard. Her original clear eyes are desolate and empty.

The woman’s pretty face was pale, as if it were broken at the first touch, and her whole body didn’t reveal the spirit of half life.

It may be so.

“Uncle Huang.” She opened her lips and said, “at dawn, the sea of flowers you planted for me is in full bloom. Open your eyes and have a look.”

Every word is despair.

Turbid eyes, fall in the window, a colorful, like years of quiet good, nothing happened.

She once said that she likes the sea of flowers.

He always remembered that there was a lot of beautiful plants outside the liulige.

Maybe when she saw the sea of flowers, she could recall Wanjie, Donghai and their past.

But she didn’t.

“Uncle Huang.” Her voice was very low, as if she was talking to herself, “master, she’s all right. My father and Yanyan have come back to life. Even my brother has come back to life. They all come back to me. I should be very happy.”

Everyone came back, but he was always in the dark chaos and could never come back.

Tears, like a broken line of beads, trickle down, she tightly clenched the palm of her hand, phalanx almost embedded in the palm.

The one who loves him most will never come back.

be torn with grief.

The maid in the hall did not dare to come forward or speak. She probably knew that the queen of the demon could not hear a word.

Tears eyes, instantly blurred the line of sight, ink song droop eyes, with a handkerchief gently wipe the blood of his palm.

White slender phalanx, as usual, just no temperature.

When Uncle Huang knows his life experience, his heart will fall to the bottom.

When he was completely disillusioned, he pushed his beloved into the abyss and was doomed.

On that day, he was half asleep and half awake. He was determined to die and vaguely told himself not to save him.

If not despair to the bone, who would say that heart killing words?

He cried, not because of the bitter medicine, but because he felt that it was too bitter to live

“Uncle Huang, you must be very cold by yourself.”

Even the heart is very cold, how can the body have a trace of temperature?

She held Gu’s icy, iron palm and tearful eyes. She wanted to give him some temperature, but it was not warm anyway.

It was her who broke his last thought of life. She was guilty, she was also guilty!

She was shaking her fingers and crying bitterly.

Is this God’s punishment for her?

If time could be turned back, even if she wanted her life, she would try her best to save everything!

However, there are not so many ifs.

Miss, is missed.

“Mother.” At this time, a soft voice came from behind, slightly concerned, “mother, don’t cry.”

Mo Qingge looked back at the little milk bag with red eyes and could not help but embrace it.

These days, she owes too much to Mu Mu.

In the future, she will double her compensation, so she can’t die yet.

If she died, she was free, but all the cause and effect, all the concern, can’t end.

“Mother.” Gu Mumu didn’t blame her or be unfamiliar with her at all. He stretched out his little hand and wiped her tears

“Mother, don’t be sad, dad will be in the sky, always looking at us.”

Young tone, every word is concerned.

Words fall, Mo Qingge heartache even more, reluctantly pull out a trace of melancholy smile, tears fall.

In the chest, the surging is continuous, one wave is higher than another, and even the vision becomes a little dizzy.

“Mother, take care of yourself.” Gu Mumu worried, “if you want dad to see you like this, he will be very sad.”

“Cough…”

Mo Qingge coughed twice. The bloody smell came from his throat to the tip of his tongue, and his body became light.

“Demon queen!”

One side of the maid came forward, worried color suddenly.

When the demon queen came back, she was injured, and her eyes were swollen with tears. How could she bear the body that she was still pregnant?

“I’m fine.”

Mo Qingge’s voice was very small, and she pushed aside the maid lightly. Then she leaned on the side of the imperial concubine’s couch and closed her eyes.

Xuanli in her body is constantly circulating, recovering her injury a little bit.

Even if all thoughts are lost, she still has mu mu, the child in her stomach, and many people who care about her.

So anyway, she can’t go wrong.

If, she followed Huang Shu and went so, think, Huang Shu also can be distressed.

She knew that the reason why Uncle Huang was willing to incarnate as a seal was not that he was righteous, but that he had something he wanted to protect.

Huang Shu took his life in exchange for peace and prosperity. Of course, she would keep it for him.