At a glance, Jian Wushuang realized that Feng Qi's situation is far more serious than he thought.

The broken soul is like a cloud of smoke, and the unstoppable escape is no longer possible.

If it is not a Feng clan belonging to one of the three ancient tribes, I am afraid that the virtual god's blow will be enough to kill Feng Qi.

Perhaps he was aware of the entry of external force, and a handsome young man with a naked upper body stood up and was about to anger and anger. When he saw that it was Jian Wushuang, the anger in his eyes turned to loneliness and sadness.

"What's the situation, do I need to do anything?" Jian Wushuang quickly stepped forward and asked.

The handsome young man stopped talking, and finally said, "I'm afraid it's hard for the ancestor to get through this time."

Jian Wushuang heard the words, and his heart sank suddenly, "Isn't it possible that you all can be reborn in Nirvana, I have also seen Feng Qi show it, and soon recovered from the near-death state."

"Yes, our Feng family can indeed Nirvana, but the ancestor of the ancestor has gone, we can't even awaken the ancestor, how can she carry out Nirvana?" Jun Mei youth looked sad, "even if it is the descendants of my family You ca n’t wake up with the same force. "

Looking at the spirit that could not be suppressed even in the Nirvana formation, I was afraid that Feng Qi would be truly dead if he let it go on.

Without thinking, Jian Wushuang directly said, "Can I get into the formation? I want to give it a try."

There was a moment of hesitation flashing in the eyes of the handsome young man, but before he could speak, Jian Wushuang stepped directly into the formation.

There was an urgent voice behind him, "Be sure to seize the time, I am afraid that the ancestor may fall at any time."

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang came to the very center of the formation, watching his eyes closed like a sleeping Feng Qi, and he slowly sat in front of her.

"I'm coming."

The fiery little flames flew away with the wind.

Jian Wushuang is like talking to the heart, telling Fengqi about the past, from the first meeting to the side-by-side battle, he is like a family treasure, portrayed exactly.

"I am very grateful for everything you did. You saved my life when you were in Luodu, and you saved my wife ’s life on the battlefield outside the territory without turning back. If I ca n’t wake up, I ’m afraid I ca n’t get enough of it. ”

"When you wake up, I will promise you, or the three promises of the Feng family, no matter where I am in the future and when, these three promises will be valid forever."

"In addition, I think that in the coming years, the Divine Power Universe will not have a woman like you, which will be too boring."

The calm words accompanied by the hair-like flames escaped in this burst.

And the handsome young man who was like an ant on the hot pot outside the formation, also stopped now, and fixed his eyes on the center of the formation.

The spirit of Feng Qi, which had been escaping continuously, began to no longer escape outward, and at the same time those scattered spirits began to transform into the appearance of Little Fire Phoenix and quickly withdrew into the body.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang was overjoyed in his heart, and directly opened his left wrist. The blood of the ultra-perfect spiritual constitution immediately fell on Feng Qi's left body.

The blood of God, which contains strong and tenacious vitality, like vines, quickly repairs and nourishes Fengqi's broken body.

The skin fills up at a rate visible to the naked eye, and every meridian is repairing.

And Feng Qi's pale face also became **** at a rate visible to the naked eye.

I don't know how long after that, Feng Qi opened his eyes slowly, watching the sword blood that moisturizes the blood of her sword, and she said quietly, "I heard what you just said."

There were already some dizzy swordsman, and he grinned reluctantly, "It's good to hear it, if you can't hear me, just say nothing."

"Are you serious about what you said?" Feng Qi continued to ask.

Jian Wushuang nodded, "Self, naturally."

A happy look appeared on Feng Qi's face, and he didn't see Jian Wushuang's increasingly pale face at all. "You don't owe me anything. I save you. That's my willingness."

During the bleeding for nearly half of the incense stick time, even Jian Wushuang could hardly hold it.

"Come on, nirvana, I can't hold on ..."

Feng Qi reacted, and hurriedly propped up, covering the wound between Jian Wu's hands and wrists with his hands. "You are such a nerd. Are you afraid of damaging the source by so much blood flowing from the source!"

Jian Wushuang shook his head slowly, "Leave me alone ... your business matters, don't delay."

"Then you are waiting for me here, don't leave anyway." Feng Qi bit her lip lightly. "If you go, I won't do it."

Jian Wushuang only felt dizzy and could not care about anything, so he nodded again and again.

Feng Qi smiled and turned to walk behind him.

In front of her, one side braved the fierce, terrifying flames to completely open.

A pair of flame wings suddenly burst out behind Feng Qi, and then entered the enchanted fire.

With her front foot off the ground, Jian Wushuang collapsed into the center of her eyes.

Due to the order of the ancestors, the descendants of the Feng clan did not dare to step into the formation easily, and could only control the fire by scratching their ears and scratching their heads, so as to make the sword Wushuang in the eyes as comfortable as possible ...

Time passed by, and two days later, in the enchantment of the fire area that had been calm, violently swept away thousands of fire feathers.

At the same time, with a huge fiery red wings, Junmei Yingwu's abnormal women swooped out of it.

After Nirvana's success, Feng Qi ran directly to the drowsy sword in front of his eyes.

She lifted her hand and also cut her wrist, dripping into the mouth of Jian Wushuang with the blood of her ancestral blood.

The handsome young man standing on the outermost periphery saw this and hurriedly said, "Never mind the ancestor!"

Feng Qi was ignorant, and the blood of the ancestral blood of the Feng clan still dripped into his mouth evenly.

"Absorb it, be sure to absorb more."

The blood of the ancestor of the Phoenix family entered the throat, and all the meridians in Jian Wushuang's body burned at the same time ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ At the same time, a winged phoenix shadow appeared in the center of his chest , Just like living creatures.

Feng Qi, after pondering over and over again, stretched out his right hand and painted it quickly on Jian Wushuang's left arm.

Immediately, a simple phoenix totem emerged, then hidden under the skin.

After all this, Feng Qi smirked like a childish child, and then returned to the usual lonely cold look.

After the blood of the Feng ancestors in Jian Wushuang reached saturation, Feng Qi withdrew his palm.

All states are calming down, and Jian Wushuang falls into a deep sleep.

Feng Qi walked out of the formation slowly and said softly, "You are here to take good care of Wushuang Palace Master and notify me as soon as you wake up."

The handsome young man nodded his promise, and then continued to carefully urge the formation.

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