Chapter 389

Elder Qu and the others in the distance saw that Lei was so powerful on this day. The coercion made it impossible to move an inch.

Elder Qu couldn't help sighing: "It's over! Heavenly Dao is real this time, I'm afraid Xiaojiu is more fortunate than good!"

Anfeng gritted his teeth, weighed it again and again, and reported the situation to the Emperor Beiming truthfully! It's just that your honor is far away in Tianyuan Continent. I'm afraid that by the time you arrive, Miss Jiu is already dead. Sigh, what about Tianlinggen? After all, walking against the sky cannot escape the punishment of heaven!

The terrifying thunder of the sky split for five hours before the dark clouds gradually dissipated. There was a sunset hanging on the horizon, and the twilight was dark, and everything seemed to have returned to normal.

Before everyone could react, a flying spirit tool flew quickly from the sky, and Di Beiming jumped down from above and went straight to the terrifying deep pit on the ground.

Elder Qu and the others also rushed over from a distance, and the angry but trembling voice of Di Beiming came from the deep pit.

"Black thing! Black thing! Xiao Jiu! Where are you?"

"Xiao Jiu! Answer me! Are you trying to rebel? Answer me quickly!"

"Yun Chujiu, if you don't say anything, I can't spare you!"

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Everyone's heart sank, and they all went down to the bottom of the pit, only to see that the bottom of the pit was scorched black, except for a few charred clothes corners, there was no shadow of Yun Chujiu at all.

Di Beiming's eyes were red, the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and he kept digging the surrounding soil with his hands.

Seeing this, everyone hurried to help, with a bit of luck in their hearts, maybe the little nine girl was just buried in the soil, and the little nine girl would definitely be fine!

The sky was getting darker and darker. Fortunately, today is the night of the full moon, and the nearby scene can be seen clearly.

Di Beiming's hands were already numb, and he didn't dare to use spiritual power, nor did he dare to use spiritual tools, for fear of accidentally hurting Yun Chujiu, who was buried somewhere! The fingernails have been cracked, and the hands are full of blood!

Anfeng didn't dare to persuade him. He had dug so deep and wide, and he didn't see any trace of Miss Jiu. I'm afraid that Miss Jiu had already been split into flying ashes.

Di Beiming's heart was occupied by sadness and guilt, as if he had been cut off from the outside world. Only by digging the soil continuously could the pain in his hands numb the despair in his heart.

"Male god, I, when I saw you, I fell in love at first sight! I stole your clothes because of me, and I love you! I love you so much!"

"Male god? It's really you! That's great! I thought I was dreaming just now! God, seeing you again, I'm really fortunate in three lifetimes, thank my eighth ancestors!"

"Male god, you are so kind to me! I can't repay you, you can drink my blood as you like, as long as you don't drink me to death!"

"Male god, you have to wash up before going to bed. We got wet just now, how dirty it would be if we didn't wash! Wait, I'll go get hot water! In a while, I'll wash and bathe for you with my own hands!"

"I'm thick-skinned and shameless. What can you do to me? I'm going to kiss you!"

"Male god, don't you say you won't stop me? Then why are you pulling my arm? You let me go, I have to hit the wall today!"

"Male god, don't worry, I haven't cooked rice with you, I can't die!"

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Scenes from the past kept appearing, cute, shy, shy, cunning, unsure of what to do, and deeply in love. At this moment, Di Beiming finally understood what Yun Chujiu meant to him. But is it too late? Xiaojiu, where are you?

Tenth more. Dear friends, good night!