The Talented Doctor

After Ji Mingyu left, Xi Yue calmed down for a while before removing Xi Jia from the space.

It's not that she doesn't trust Xi Jia and Qingluan. Having experienced such life and death disasters, she has regarded these people as her dearest and loved ones.

But now Xi Yue already knows that the existence of Xumi space is truly against the sky, and it may even be more mysterious than the spiritual realm. Just imagine how many magic weapons can there be in this world that can tear apart space and send people thousands of years ago?

Being powerful and mysterious also meant danger. Knowing such a secret would not benefit Xi Jia and Qingluan.

There was a knock on the door, Xi Yue sensed that it was unknown, and said, "Come in."

A young man in a red robe opened the door and came in. The clothes and hair on his body were wet with morning dew, and he was a little bit moist, and his whole body was filled with a morning cold.

Xi Yue frowned, did not say much, raised his hand, and the warm spiritual power covered the young man, quickly dispelling the cold and dampness.

The original Youshen in Unknown's eyes was stained with warmth, and he walked a few steps closer and looked at Xi Jia and others who had not yet awakened.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Are they your slaves?"

Xi Jia and the others once had the imprint of slaves on them. Although Xi Yue once wanted to expel them, they were unwilling.

Xi Yue shook his head and said, "No, they are not my slaves, but my relatives."

As he was talking, Xi Jia, the highest cultivation base, was the first to wake up.

But his first reaction was not to observe the surroundings, but to jump up abruptly and let out a quick exclamation, "Miss, go and save Miss!"

Xi Yue closed her eyes, suppressed the dampness under her eyes, squatted down and said, "Xi Jia, don't worry, I am here."

While talking, the remaining Xi Yi and Qing Luan also slowly woke up.

Several people stared at Xi Yue dumbly, or Xi Jia called out in a low voice, "Miss?"

"it's me."

Suddenly, Xi Jia straightened up and prostrated and knelt down in front of Xi Yue, a five-and-three-thin man, but at this time he couldn't cry: "Miss, all subordinates are incompetent, and there is no way to protect the young lady. If there is a chance in the next life, Xi Jia is willing to swear to stay there. By your side..."

The memories of the few people still remain in the scene before their death. Now they see Xi Yue and think it is a dream, and they also think that everyone has taken Huangquan together. They instinctively think that Xi Yue has also been killed, and all of them have red eyes. It was guilt and sad.

Xi Yue suddenly felt a little dumbfounded.

The astringent sorrow and grief came to my heart, but now it all turned into a smile.

Seeing that Xi Yue had nothing to do with the unknown, Xi Jia and others would not be dangerous to Xi Yue, so they shrugged and walked out.

Xi Yue said: "What are you doing? Who said I was dead, and who said you were also dead?"

Everyone stopped crying, and Qingluan first touched her face and then her hand.

She found that her body was warm, and the original serious injuries were gone.

Qing Luan opened her eyes wide and stared at Xi Yue, "Miss, we...we are not dead?"

"Yes, you are not dead, you are alive and well." Xi Yue looked at her with a smile.

"We didn't die? We really didn't die?" Qingluan repeated over and over again, tears welling up in his eyes again.

Xi Yue said softly in a decisive tone: "As long as there is me, I won't let you die easily."

"Miss——!!!" Qing Luan suddenly threw herself into Xi Yue's arms, couldn't help it anymore, and started crying loudly.