Seven Hundred and Twenty-Six 2 Updates

The thick smoke from the magma pool made his eyes hurt.

But Estelle seemed to feel no pain, and even curled her lips and smiled. That smile looked full of relief and satisfaction.

"Pull me up!" His voice sounded like he was smiling.

Yu Huang said to Sheng Xiao: "Hold Donoer."

"good."

Sheng Xiao held down Donuoer's body hard, and Yu Huang slowly let go of Donuoer's shoulders to confirm that they would not continue to fall. Then he lay down on the edge of the cliff, and together with Donuoer, grabbed Estelle's calf and pulled Ai Sitel back. Stell pulled hard.

After Estelle was pulled up, he lay on the ground gasping for air. After Donor was helped up by Sheng Xiao, he staggered to Estelle in a few steps.

Donor stared at Estelle for a moment, then suddenly spread his legs and sat on Estelle's lap, raised his fist and punched Estelle several times in the face.

Hearing the sound of the fist's flesh, Yu Huang felt his scalp numb.

"You're fucking crazy!"

Donor grabbed Estelle's collar and dragged Estelle to the magma pool. He pressed Estelle's head and forced Estelle to stare at the magma pool.

"Do you know, there is magma down here? It's magma!" Donor took off one of Estelle's shoes and threw it into the magma pool. As soon as the shoe blended into the magma pool, it turned into a Spread black water.

And then, countless magma rolled up, and the black water was dyed red.

"Did you see it?" Donor shook Estelle's head vigorously and cursed angrily: "You will also end up like this after you fall!"

"Are you crazy just now? Do you want to die?" Donor was really frightened by Estelle's move just now.

When scolding Estelle, Donor's voice was trembling and sounded hoarse.

Estelle, who was punched twice by Donor and scolded by him, was not only not angry, but also laughed suddenly.

"Haha." Estelle suddenly smiled and said to Donor: "You almost fell into the magma pool with me just now."

"Yes, I almost died in order to save you, a lunatic!" Donor let go of Estelle. He sat aside with lingering fear, panting, and cursed angrily: "If you die, you will die, no one will." I feel sorry for you, at most your two younger brothers and sisters feel sorry for me. But this palace is the Lord of Ten Thousand Generations. If I die, the Bright Elf Clan will lose His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Can you afford to pay for it?"

"Next time you want to do something stupid like this, remember to tell me in advance. I can beat you to death first." Donor was really mad at Estelle.

Estelle's smile became even deeper, and he suddenly said: "Your Highness, as the Crown Prince of the Light Elf Group, is willing to risk his life for me. This friendship is worth trusting me with my life."

Estelle sat up, stretched out his right hand, and said to Donor: "Donor, I am willing to make a spirit-carrying contract with you. From now on, you and I will become spirit-carrying, fight together, and kill the enemy together, forever. Betray each other!”

Donor was stunned.

He stared at the indifferent but trusting smile on Estelle's lips, and then he realized belatedly that Estelle's crazy death-seeking behavior just now was a test of him!

Donor was so angry that he laughed, "Hey, did you pass the test of love?"

Estelle said in a deep voice: "The soul-carrying contract is the highest-level contract among the elves. It is a contract in exchange for one's life. I only make contracts with people who are willing to fight for me and advance and retreat with me."

Donor has been pestering Estelle these days to talk about the spirit contract. He naturally hopes that Estelle will agree to form the spirit contract with him.

But Estelle's crazy behavior just now still made Donor excited.

Donore stood up, pretending to be disdainful.

"I am the prince of the elves, and there are countless elven warriors who want to form a spirit-carrying contract with me. Except for you, I can still find a suitable spirit-carrying contract!"

"I don't dare to form a spiritual contract with a madman!"

Donore was so angry that he walked away alone.

He needs to calm down and calm down.

Estelle saw that Donore was so angry that he started talking nonsense, and she also realized that what she had just done was a little too much.

He scratched his head, raised his dark face, and asked Sheng Xiao and Yu Huang: "How should I coax him? To get his forgiveness?"

Sheng Xiao said: "Leave it alone, he will naturally come back to you." Donor valued Estelle very much, and he could not give up Estelle to find someone else to form a spiritual contract.

But Yu Huang said: "Go and apologize and have a good chat."

Estelle nodded to Yu Huang, then chased after Donor's leaving figure.

Seeing this, Yu Huang shook his head and sighed: "This is the extent of coaxing a wife."

Sheng Xiao suddenly frowned and asked Yu Huang: "I hurt you too deeply before, does the wound still hurt now?"

After Xuan Yu ate the power of the souls of Slaughter Qinglong, his wounds had long since healed, but Yu Huang wanted to tease Sheng Xiao, and seeing how nervous he looked, he said, "It hurts."

Sheng Xiao's expression felt even sadder.

He suddenly walked around behind Yu Huang, without saying hello, and directly lifted Yu Huang's T-shirt from behind. Under the T-shirt, Yu Huang has a slim waist and fair skin, which is particularly attractive.

Sheng Xiao pulled her T-shirt over her underwear, lowered his head and kissed Yu Huang's left shoulder blade gently.

His kiss was very light and charming.

Sheng Xiao said, "Blow it, and it won't hurt anymore." When he was a child, he was injured and bleeding, and this was how Lan Yao coaxed him.

Sheng Xiao liked this trick very much, so he wanted to use the same method to coax Yu Huang.

This sudden intimacy aroused goosebumps all over Yu Huang.

If it weren't for the wrong situation, Yu Huang could have turned around and pushed Sheng Xiao down.

Yu Huang said silently in his heart: Bear with me, this is the cemetery of my ancestors, you can't mess with it.

After reciting this silently several times, Yu Huang really calmed down a bit.

"Actually, it's healed. I just lied to you." The wound on Yu Huang's shoulder blade has healed. Sheng Xiao has also seen it. There is no point in continuing the performance.

Sheng Xiao stroked the scar on Yu Huang's shoulder blade. The scar was pink and it could be seen that it was bitten open by the sharp teeth of some kind of creature.

When Sheng Xiao thought that he had bitten Yu Huang's skin with his own teeth and caused her pain, he felt that he deserved death.

He asked: "Scar, do you want to remove it?"

Yu Huang shook his head and said, "No, I want to get a tattoo there."

Sheng Xiao raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked curiously: "Tattoo? Which kind do you want?"

Yu Huang said: "What kind of tattoo do you want? You will feel heartbroken and pity when you see it."

Hearing this, Sheng Xiao said in a deep voice: "The only thing left is your tears."

"Then I'll get a tear tattoo."

"...That's fine." Sheng Xiao gently stroked the scars and sighed, "This way, if I become delirious again in the future, I will remember everything when I see the tears on your back."

"It better be this way."