"No, he will die without giving it to the evil dragon." Saburo sighed. "He can't live long."

After hearing this answer, Yange had no joy or sorrow in his heart. After all, no matter what the reason, the flat-haired beast was dead.

She murmured and asked mechanically, "Why?"

"His body is a bit special." Saburo said softly, "Similar to the devil, not the demon, not cultivation, the body cannot store aura. In the low-level small world, it may still be able to survive by drawing on the soul of others. The aura in his body will be absorbed by heaven and earth. Over time, it will be a dead end. "

Yan Song: "Is he a Phoenix?"

"Not really."

"What does it mean?"

"Phoenix has a phoenix bone, he doesn't have a phoenix bone."

The phoenix without bones has its appearance.

Songs don't quite understand.

But listening to Saburo's words, the pain in his chest was more severe.

She murmured, "The evil dragon will never remember him."

The evil dragon did not remember him.

His children are even less likely to remember him in the future.

Even she might forget him for a long time.

After all, he is not her.

Does he want to be forgotten by everyone?

Why don't you want your lover and your child to remember him?

Wet face.

The words were touched, all tears.

She wiped it away quietly, afraid that Saburo would see a joke.

After all, she and the flat-haired beast were actually talking, and the so-called friendship was all hatred.

She remembered that the flat-haired beast always said that she and him were old friends.

Are you old friends?

She felt her head nestled on Saburo's shoulder, and asked softly, "What is the Phoenix bone?"

"Every phoenix will have a phoenix bone. The phoenix bone seems to be the skeleton of the phoenix, but to the phoenix, the phoenix bone is similar to the three souls and six souls of a person. Without the phoenix bone, the phoenix cannot live.

"So, what if the Phoenix can survive without the Phoenix bone? What is it?"

Saburo was silent.

Yange thought he was asking this question too much.

After a few moments of silence, Saburo said softly: "A phoenix that can live without a phoenix bone is not a human, a ghost, a monster, or a monster. It is a monster and a strange creature."

"Exotic?" Yange chewed these two words: "Because he is heterogeneous, is he not tolerated in this world?"

"No," Saburo said, "the aliens still have a chance, but he doesn't."

Yan Ge didn't quite understand: "Why didn't he?"

"He is dead, he has been resurrected against the sky, hiding in those nether planes, and there is still a trace of life, but he can't live back to the world that belongs to him."

You know what you say after you sing.

Because in this world, he was supposed to be dead, so he couldn't live.

"So, if you go to the nether plane, can he be resurrected?"

Saburo answered, "Resurrection is not so easy."

Yange choked Saburo's neck: "Saburo, how do you know so much, do you know how to resurrect him?"

"I don't know." Saburo paused and said softly, "I've heard a story before."

"Story? Is it about Phoenix?"

"Ok."

Yan Song has no interest in listening to stories.

Her heart still hurts.

In her mind, it was the flat-haired beast.

She didn't know why, she was thinking of such a guy.

She felt particularly uncomfortable.

Eyes rose, especially want to shed tears.