The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife Chapter 2655: Cold and cold bones

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"Xi Er——!" Ji Mingyu greeted lightningly, holding the girl in her arms.

I have just waited for more than two hours of anxiety, anguish, and irritability, and at this moment all disappeared without a trace.

However, as soon as she hugged, Ji Mingyu felt something was wrong.

Because of the cold poison in his body, Ji Mingyu's temperature has always been lower than that of ordinary people.

When he hugs him, he always feels the warmth of life from the girl.

But at this time the girl's body was in her arms, still soft and still weak, but cold into the bones.

Ji Mingyu slightly loosened his head and looked down, and he saw a pale and bloodless face. He suddenly changed color, "Xier, what happened? Why is your face so white?"

奚 玥 Looking up at him, familiar face, familiar affection and concern, but all that made her warm and soft in the past, at this time, it was like a sharp knife cutting her heart.

Ji Mingyu became more and more worried when she saw such a desperate girl, so she grabbed her hand and poured spiritual power into it.

Yu pulled her hand back, but looked at him momentarily.

Hot and red eyes are a little bit hot and hot, and my chapped lips are slightly opened, and a hoarse voice is spit out, "Ji Mingyu, I want to ask you a question, don't you lie to me, okay?"

Ji Mingyu's heart was inexplicable, and he quickly said, "Xi Er, I said I would never lie to you again."

"Is the cold poison on your body a medulla?"

Ji Mingyu's face changed slightly, and the hand on his side clenched tightly. He tried to keep his voice calm and nodded: "Yes!"

奚 玥 took a deep breath and continued to ask, "I heard that the Pulp Ice Jail can only be solved by the origin of the wood. If there is no detoxification of the Pu Mu Ice Hell, those who have been poisoned by the Pulp Ice Hell can live up to 100 years. The soul was frozen and shattered to death. But before that, the origin of the wood has disappeared for thousands of years, Ji Mingyu, can you tell me how did you survive? "

Ji Mingyu's hand that held Ji's hand loosened suddenly, her face became paler than Ji's, deep fear always floated in the eyes of always cold and quiet, and put into burning crimson.

Seeing Ji Mingyu ’s response, Ji ’s heart tightened for a while, she took a step back, looked up at the man ’s face, and continued to ask, “Ji Mingyu, you said you are Nangong Yu, I forgot about Qian Chen just because of amnesia. I used to trust you wholeheartedly, so I never asked, I would rather wait for you to remember and tell me, rather than investigate and doubt.

"But now, I want to know, Ji Mingyu, can you tell me, what is your relationship with Nangong Yu?"

"He clearly has all the records from birth to death in Mila. He is a real person who lives alive. And you have lived in Siam for thousands of years. There is no overlap in your trajectories. Why? Will you be the same person? "

Ji Mingyu's hands were smashed into fists. A few hours ago, his heart was still hot, but at this moment, it was cold and bones.

I see!

I finally know!

He tried everything to hide the truth. He was afraid of the truth that he knew even when he dreamed. Was it finally found out?

Ji Mingyu opened her mouth, her voice trembling inexplicably, "Xi Er, everything about Nangong Yu has passed, we have forgotten them all, shall we start again?"