Chapter 611

"Master, master..."

With blood hanging on his lips, he called out his beloved's name intermittently: "Qingge..."

Xuanli's vision became more and more blurred, and his body became lighter and lighter, as if he might emerge at any time.

His life belongs to his master. He is never afraid of death. He is afraid that his master will be in prison, but he can do nothing.

Master, I'm sorry. Xuanli tried his best, but he still couldn't protect you

Consciousness, gradually broken piece, even the ear sound, also become more and more weak, until disappeared.

……

Hearing, began to slowly recover, Mo Qingge's narrow eyelashes and feathers moved, as if in the abyss, the body is still falling, as if occupied.

"Uncle Huang..."

Her face was pale, and she was still reading these two words intermittently, frightened and in a panic.

All of a sudden, in front of a dark, sky shattering, she tried her best, also can't catch a feather, can't control her falling body.

"Uncle Huang, uncle Huang!"

"Ah..."

The next second, she opened her eyes and suddenly woke up from the darkness. Her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

After a close look, she found that she was in a strange place, her feet were bound by the mysterious force of the spirit rope, surrounded by four walls, completely wrapped by the forest white barrier.

Mo Qingge lowered her eyes and saw that she was still dressed in Phoenix crown, jade dress, soft fragrance and warm jade. The air around her was very strong, and it was obviously not like the East China Sea.

Even, it's not like Wanjie!

She remembers that she was in the royal palace. After healing uncle Huang, she didn't know what happened later.

What is this place?

Mo Qingge slowly gets up, and bursts of dull pain come from her chest, and her limbs suddenly take off their strength.

"Cough..." she coughed violently twice, and the red blood flowed counter current along the corner of her lips.

It seems that the fire attribute in her body was successfully stripped out, otherwise, even if there was a trace left, she would not be so weak.

But she didn't care too much. The only thing she cared about was Uncle Huang's safety.

I don't know if he's out of danger.

After swallowing a healing medicine and holding her breath for a moment, she tried to turn the bracelet into a weapon to save herself.

Who knows, when I look down, I can see that the Xuanwen bracelet's light is dim, the pearl jade is damaged, and it is broken into two pieces, only a few faint Xuanli waves.

Xuan Wen Bracelet

All of a sudden, her heart "clattered" for a while, worried.

How could that be?

"Master..." at this time, a familiar voice sounded in my ear.

"Xuan, Xuanli." Mo Qingge was stunned.

The next second, a wisp of shadow came out of the Xuan Wen bracelet and appeared in front of her.

His body is about to be transparent into light and shadow, and the seven spirits and six spirits are eclosing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Look, haggard and weak, like an ethereal bubble, may disappear at any time.

"Xuanli, what's the matter with you?" Mo Qingge's finger bones trembled, and his heart tip also trembled.

Xuanli's breath is disappearing.

How could it be, how could it be

"What happened, what happened?" Mo Qingge is slightly stunned and holds him.

At this time, his hands have turned into shadow, transparent touch.

She wanted to feel his pulse, and her tiny hand passed through the shadow, less than half a minute.

"How could it be like this..." Mo Qingge's mood sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

"Master, Xuanli is OK." His tone, indifferent and gentle, "just... This Xuanwen bracelet is damaged to protect you. Xuanli will disappear with it."

"Disappeared..."

She was in a state of fear.

What does it mean to disappear? What does he mean by that?

"No, it won't be." Mo Qingge shook his head, "Xuanli, don't talk nonsense, I will cure your injury, you will be OK, you will be OK!"

She panicked and tried to check his pulse with Xuanli.

However, looking back and forth for several times, we can only feel an empty body.

In other words, he only has a wisp of ghost, and the soul and body have dissipated.

If it wasn't for the last time to see the master, his remaining ghost might not even survive.

Tears of panic fell from the corner of her eyes.

She knew that xuanliding had suffered so much for the sake of protecting her.

She is too useless, not only can not protect the spirit, but also let the spirit to protect themselves.

"Master, master, don't be sad." Xuanli saw that she was in tears, her heart trembled slightly, and she was flattered.

Is the host crying for him?

If so, he would be happy to die.

"Xuanli is an instrument. There is no life and no emotions. Master, you don't have to feel sad for Xuanli." When he said this, his heart was tingling.

It's clear that Qi Ling has no lust and no worries. Even with the owner, it's just a contractual relationship.

But why did he feel so sad when he saw his master crying?

This wench has already occupied his heart.

But he didn't ask much, as long as he could guard his master day and night, it would be enough.

But now, he can't

"But I have." Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and burst into tears.

Xuanli doesn't have seven emotions and six desires, but she does. Her heart is also made of meat.

After more than ten years together, Xuanli has been acting coldly, does not like to laugh, and is not good at expression, but she always silently completes anything she has delivered or never delivered.

The instrument spirit originally has no intention, can treat her, Xuan left early paid a sincerity.

"If... If the Xuanwen bracelet is repaired, Xuanli will come back to life." Xuanli spoke softly.

But he himself knew that this was just to comfort his master.

Although Xuanwen bracelet is not on the list of artifact, it will never be inferior to any one on the list of artifact.

The structure of artifact is complex. It's hard to repair it even with the master's skill of refining artifact.

And the materials needed to repair the artifact must be rare. Even if all of them can be assembled, more rare materials are needed to repair the cracks of the damaged artifact.

Moreover, the master has lost the fire attribute Xuanli, unable to summon XuanHuo.

Without the powerful XuanHuo, no matter how skillful it is, it is futile.

It can be said that repairing artifact is more difficult than refining a new artifact.

With the energy and strength to repair artifacts, most of the craftsmen will be more willing to forge a more powerful artifact.

"Really?"

Hearing this, Mo Qingge's eyes brightened, as if he had seen some hope: "as long as I repair the Xuanwen bracelet, you will come back to life, right?"

Her red and swollen tear eyes finally showed a little joy.

"Master." Xuanli gently opened his lips, "Xuanli is cheap, not worth it, let the master work hard..."