What does the owner mean?

Xiaoyan’s round eyes flashed through doubts, and the pupils were wide and the pupils in Xiao’s hands were flashing.

"Master, don't!"

Xiao Yan screamed fiercely. At this moment, it suddenly understood that Xiao Yu was using his own blood to save the Phoenix.

The dagger rises and falls, Xiao Yu's wrist flows out of the bright red warm liquid, she cuts his old wound and puts the bright red wrist up.

But...

The blood did not flow into his meridians, but dripped down, a small bang, the body of the meat toot stopped under the intersection of their wrists, opened his mouth, went to pick up the blood, and swallowed his throat. With.

"How could this be?"

When she was in the blood curse of Luo Yuan, Feng Lingran pulled her back from the ghost door. Why did she use it on Feng Lingran's body?

Xiao Yan swallowed blood while using the gods to tell Xiao Yu the answer.

"Master, Feng Lingran's life has not yet appeared, his meridians can not take your blood out, you can stop it! This will only waste your blood."

Xiao Yu doesn't know that the life spirit in Xiaoshaokou is the scent of her heart. Every practitioner has his own life, but the world is so big that not everyone can be like Xiao Yu. So lucky, I can meet my own life, and it is a coincidence, the perfect combination of life and body.

In this world, how many practitioners pass by with the gods, or use the life as a tool that can be used, leading to death, not to be merged with the master, some forced fusion, and even a strong row Different, resulting in a big injury to the owner's body...

Of course, these are all words. At this time, Xiao Yu doesn't know, and he doesn't have any thoughts about what "life". Since his meridians can't take her blood, then...

Xiao Xiao’s small hand squeezed the phoenix’s mouth, put the bleeding wrist on his mouth, saw him close his eyes, could not swallow, blood ran down from his mouth, her cool eyes fell on his throat. Soon, her eyes flashed a bright light, the index finger and **** condensed, and he was on the chin of his chin, and went down.

The blood also flowed in through his throat, and there was no more drop out.

When Feng Lingran had a cold poison, she would drink her blood. She poured it on him, which is equivalent to giving blood to her meridians.

"the host……"

Xiao Yan saw Xiao Yu find a way to give blood, it rushed to turn around, said a lot of words, Xiao Yan's throat said dry, the master could not hear a sentence.

Xiao Yan is worried about the owner...

I do not know how long it has been?

Xiao Yu's exquisite little face has completely lost the blood color, like a pale and fragile jade porcelain, a small anxious voice, a flies-like scream in her ears, and the eyes are getting more and more blurred.

However, Feng Ling is still not awake.

"Master, you can't bleed any more, stop now, and if you go on, you will be dead."

Xiao Yan couldn't help Xiao Yu, and he looked at Xiao Yu's eyes, and he was about to fall down. It bit his teeth, and the starry light passed, like a fluorescent wrist around her wound.

It got into her wound, and a condensed needle stuck in her mouth, stitching her wound. After a while, it was stitched, and the meat was dumb out and saw Xiao Yu’s eyelids.耷拉, as if at any time will faint.

Xiao Yan was very distressed, and looked at Feng Lingran who drank so much blood and did not wake up. It sighed.

"Master, Xiao Yan said, you have lighted up the blood, and you may not be able to save him. Why do you not believe it?"

"Cough..."

A small cool sound line suddenly appeared behind the little cockroach, scared the little bang, and turned around to see... Feng Lingran...the soul...

"You, you, you are dead?"

Xiao Yan was stunned with a mouth open. It had no claws and covered his mouth with a tail of meat.

The purple coat gave it a look that "you are dead, I will not die."

Xiao Yan was shocked and surprised. "You, you, you... can you hear me?"

This time, the purple dress directly throws it a "you idiot" look.

"You... is Feng Lingran? You...isn't Feng Lingran?" The little proverb is incoherent. The soul of the five senses is almost exactly the same as Feng Lingran, but the eyes are different from Feng Ling. He is very demon. Feng Wei.

My baby suddenly felt that his IQ was not enough.

The purple clothes didn't pay attention to Xiaoyan. I took a robes and kneel on Xiaohan's side. I saw her pale and fragile face. The blood was lost. It might fall down at any time. His heart seemed to be tied up. I want to reach out and catch her crumbling body and give her breasts.

Can...

He is a scorpion, and his hand will only pass through her body and can't really touch her.

"In order to save you, the master is almost dead."

Xiao Yan flew to the front of the purple coat, and his round eyes stared at him. It seemed that he was blaming him for not competing, and Xiao Xiaobai spent so much blood.

The purple clothes sent a few tablets of medicinal herbs into Xiao Yu’s mouth. A little cockroach nervously followed the medicinal herbs and flew in. I was afraid of the “Feng Lingran’s soul” and the lonely loneliness. I wanted to pull Xiao Xiao to go to hell. Stay with him.

This metamorphosis of humans is not without.

After Xiaofei flew in, he bite into the corner of the drug, and the entrance was made. After a while, it was hot and bloody. When flying out of Xiaoyu’s mouth, two bright red noses were hung.

"The holy medicine for blood, the master, how come you?"

Otaru excitedly sucked his nose, and even the name changed. From "Feng Lingran's soul" to "master husband".

"There are too many words."

The purple finger flicked, and a purple light flew away. Xiaoyan’s eyes widened and sealed on Xiao Yu’s ear beads, and the movement could not move. Everything that happened outside, it knew nothing.

Xiao Yu’s head was stunned. She recovered some clearness in front of her eyes. She saw that Feng Ling was still in a coma. Her hand didn’t know when she took it. It was still intact. Xiao Yu frowned and picked up the dagger from the ground. Also ready to scratch...

Jingle.

The dagger in her hand flew out and a familiar voice was introduced into her ear.

"You are now illuminating the blood of your body, and he won't wake up."

Xiao Yu stunned, pale face slowly turned over, saw the face of purple anger, her lips trembled.

"Master, you have a way to save him, right?"

Xiao Yu’s misty eyes looked at the purple clothes, and if he said “right”, it was the scorpio.

"For the division to try to save him."

The purple clothes did not say "right", did not dare to say this word, Feng Lingran's cold poison is too overbearing, and there are seals, such a residual body can not be injured, and he put a fatal blood for this little fox, Even he was caught off guard, and he was unconscious as Feng Lingran's body coma.

If it weren't for the little fox that put a lot of blood on it, I was afraid that he would not wake up until now.

Xiao Yu’s bottom flashed through the hustle and bustle, Xiao Xiao said that he could not save Feng Lingran, and now even the master does not dare to give her a guarantee.

Xiao Yu tried to suppress the sorrow of the heart, she smiled at the purple road.

"I believe that the master will definitely save him."