Remember [花香 居 www.kanshushenzhan.com] in one second, to provide you with wonderful novel reading. The night soul stared angrily, but saw the man in a dark and dark suit with red pupils.

"Let us go!"

"The King of the Elves!" Mo Wudi recognized the man and frowned slightly. "She was injured, let her go."

The comer was Jun Fenghua, who had taken off his mask. His eyes were red and filled with a terrible chill, and he swept across the three coldly, "You are not qualified to mention her injury!"

He is still late!

When he knew the news of her return, he rushed to Zhulin Ghost House, but emptied.

Yue Xianxian's entangled little girl told him that she was in Beicha and was in retreat.

The little girl was proud at the time, and bluntly said that the emperor's boss was so powerful that he would be able to refine the emperor Shengdan.

However, he was in a mess!

What is Emperor Sheng Dan, he would not know

Even if you have suffered a calamity, your body will have a large internal injury!

Jun Fenghua hugged Emperor Fuyao and saw that her face was as pale as snow, and her spiritual power was both disordered and weak. She could not help angering her heart. Those who have benefited from her, pay back one by one! "

After finishing speaking, he was holding Emperor Fuyao and left.

Mo Wuyi said quietly, "You can't go!"

Jun Fenghua stepped on his feet and hummed coldly.

"If you really do it for her, don't take her away. She must be healed in situ right now!" The Eastern Festival also said, "If you take her out of the North City Imperial City now, she may go into trouble at any time during the journey! "

Jun Fenghua's handsome face was terribly cold.

In the end, for her sake, he didn't forcefully take it away.

After everyone hurriedly placed Emperor Fuyao in the queen's dormitory, Mo Wuyi united the palace's imperial doctor to heal her wounds.

After her breath gradually stabilized, Mo Wuzhen discovered that Jun Fenghua had disappeared.

"This elven king is out of ghosts, but he is also good for Xiao Fuyao, it won't hurt him, so let him go." Dongfang Festival said, "Xiao Fuyao's injuries have been much smoother, Brother Mo, you and I should set off."

Mo Wuxi glanced deeply at the direction of the queen's palace.

"It can't be delayed any more." The Eastern Festival solemnly said, "No more magical power to repair the spirit veins, the plague will only spread across the entire Bitian continent. By then, even if there are nine emperors, the gods will be useless!"

"Okay, let's go."

Mo Wuzhen nodded in agreement.

When the two took the emperor Sheng Dan to the main veins of the mountains and seas, the emperor Fuyao fell asleep and never woke up.

Bai Ze, Bai Su, and Yehun are responsible for guarding her, and there is an imperial doctor waiting outside the Queen's palace.

When Mo Wudi left, he gave Bai Su Chuanyin Stone in order to greet Emperor Fuyao at any time.

...

There are millions of mountains and seas, and the veins are the root.

As the Fire Maiden broke the seal, the plague she caused harmed the veins of mountains and seas, causing all living beings to be destroyed.

When Mo Wudi and the Dongfang Rite split up and rushed to the major spiritual veins, injecting the power of the magic medicine, they found that the plague had not been resolved.

The two were puzzled, and after several investigations after the meeting, they suddenly learned that it was necessary to completely resolve the plague of the Fire Maiden. The Emperor Shengdan was not alone, and there was still one thing missing, which was also very important!

...

The scorching sun is heading and the heat wave hits people.

Mo Wuyi held the sound transmission stone tightly and stood under a giant tree, lingering.

"Not yet decided

"Fine." The Oriental Festival came over, saw him hesitant, and sighed, "You and I have worked hard to get here, is it possible to give up our achievements?"

Mo Wuyan frowned. "But she has been injured for refining the alchemy. At this time, she also asked for the power of faith in her body. It is too cruel."

Dongfang Jiuyou said, "You and I do this not to save the world."

Mo Wudi disagrees with his words, "Saving the world, will she hurt her? Isn't she one of the world?"

The Eastern Festival decided not to argue with him, but said, "You know, the plague has spread to the Valley of Medicine King."

"What!" Mo Wudi held on instantly.

"I just got the news that the King of Medicine was hit by the plague." The Eastern Festival said helplessly: "And the news from the King of Medicine, this wave of pestilence is much more severe than the wave of the North brake. Brother Mo, even your master is inevitable He is the king of medicine when you get a plague! If you hesitate for a day, the plague will be stronger and you can't wait any longer! "

Mo Wujun's face was bleak, and his bright eyes were full of weakness at this moment.

In the end, he agreed, and rushed back with the Oriental Festival, to help the Emperor for the power of faith.

...

at the same time.

Beisha Imperial City, Queen's Palace.

Di Fuyao fell asleep for several days without waking up. Bai Ze, Su Qinghuan and others, according to the Royal Medical Doctors, did not go in to disturb her as much as possible, but took turns to change shifts and guarded her outside the hall.

On this day, it happened to the Royal Hospital to discuss how to treat the Queen's internal injuries. Bai Ze and others were worried about the injury of the Emperor Fuyao, so the night spirit sent the Royal Forest Guard to the Queen's Palace, and then they went to the Royal Hospital to check the injuries.

Although Yu Linjun did her duty, she kept the Queen's dormitory quietly and quietly.

However, no one noticed that a long urn with a faint silver glow flew into the queen's dormitory from the gap outside the window.

There was a sudden pain in Di Fuyao's sleep, and he awoke from the pain.

Her beautiful eyes opened, and in front of her was the delicate and lovely little round face of Yin Yang.

"Silver Falcon"

"Ah, master ..."

Yin Ye's hands covered her heart, and she did not expect that she would wake up suddenly, holding her there for a moment.

Emperor Fu shook his tiny tiny hand covering her heart and felt that the pain was getting more and more intense. In the midst of it, she was shocked that something was flowing from her body.

"What are you doing?" She knocked out Yin Ye's little hand with one palm, sat up on her back, and looked at her blankly.

Yin Ye jumped out of bed, a good-looking girl standing there, with a cute smile on her face, "Master, Yin Ye is treating you!"

Emperor Fu laughed and smiled coldly, like a knife.

"Do you really have a face to call my master?"

Yin Ye smiled, "Master, what do you mean, Yin Ye don't know."

"I don't know, right?" Di Fu shakes out of bed, exuding a terrible coldness, approaching her step by step, "you just extracted my vitality again, didn't you?"

"Master, I ..." Yin Ye's face suddenly became panicked. "I really do it for you!"

"Also quibble" Emperor Fu shook a chuckling smile, and his eyes were full of irony. "On the death continent, you think I am the master. Although others say you did something wrong, I doubted you at the time, but I choose to give you A chance.

Unexpectedly, my Emperor Fuyao still had a day to lose. Yin Ye, you're so disappointed! "

Ginko's small face was frightened, and she shook her head in a panic, "Master, you believe that Ginko is good for you!"

"Extract my vitality twice for me, this is the so-called good for me." Di Fu smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. "I have warned you that there will be only one betrayal for me, that is death. ! "

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