When Sikong Xiao opened his eyes again, he didn't know how much time had passed, and there was no place on his body that didn't hurt, and he could barely move a finger.

Where is this? What happened?

Laboriously turning the only eye that could move up and down his body, the surroundings were very dark, and he could vaguely distinguish that the top of his head was a mess of weeds, through the gaps in the weeds, Sikong Xiao saw the black fog that was still drifting, and then the earth-shattering explosion came to mind.

Thinking of it, it was the piece of paper that Ming Nianhao threw that exploded, and the power of that explosion effortlessly broke through the soul power wall of his ninth pinnacle!

Sikong Xiao still had palpitations, that power really made her feel what is called the threat of death, and the proud and even invincible soul power was so vulnerable in front of this force, but fortunately, she was still alive after all.

There was not a trace of blood, and even the lips that were peeling were grinning with difficulty, but the smile froze for a moment as soon as it appeared......

Why is it all by yourself?

At the moment of the explosion, she didn't have a chance to pay attention to her side at all, thinking that she was still injured like this with soul power protection, Sikong Xiao's eyes couldn't suppress a trace of horror.

At this moment, there was a warm and itchy sensation on the side of the neck.

Sikong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that someone was lying on top of him, and the itchy feeling was the person's snort on the side of his neck.

Who is it?

With the dim light and his neck that couldn't move at all, Sikong Xiao's eyes were about to turn and cramp, and he couldn't see the person lying on top of him at all. After being silent for a while, Sikong Xiao suddenly shrugged his nose with all his strength and took a deep breath, and in an instant, a clear and chilly lotus fragrance came.

It's Sister Huang! Sikong smiled's eyes lit up, but the joy lasted less than a quarter of an hour, and someone fell into that inexplicable fear again. It's just because the snort that fell on his neck seemed to be weakening little by little.

A trace of panic flashed under his eyes, and the crisp fragrance in his nose seemed to fade away with Sikong Huang's fainter and fainter breath, followed by a faint smell of blood.

She was injured.

This realization made Sikong Xiao tremble, gritted his teeth and mobilized the only bit of soul power to turn his head slightly, and his silent fragile face suddenly came into view.

Sikong Huang was still unconscious, the green silk on his forehead was stained with blood, and the brilliant red was sliding down the perfect forehead...

Holding back the panic in his heart, Sikong smiled and opened his mouth, his voice so small that he could barely hear it, "Sister Huang..."

finally called the name again, but the person never opened his eyes in response, Sikong smiled and stared at the beautiful face hanging on his shoulder without blinking, although he was exhausted, he still struggled to raise his hand and probe under the beautiful nose... The gossamer-like aura lingered on his fingertips, making Sikong Xiao breathe a sigh of relief.

Call...... It's okay, it's okay, think of a way, think of a way, how can I save Sister Huang?

Sikong Xiao's eyes rolled wildly, his long eyelashes trembled, and after ten breaths, Sikong Xiao's eyes suddenly certain, there is!

As soon as his mind moved, a small jade bottle appeared in the palm of his hand out of thin air, which was the best spiritual liquid he had received earlier.

I remember that Sister Huang said, this spiritual liquid can refine the best elixir, so I think it will also have a little medicinal effect......

Laboriously raised his hand and bit off the jade cap with his teeth, and a refreshing water vapor suddenly overflowed from the mouth of the bottle.

Sikong Xiao unconsciously licked his chapped lips, but he hurriedly handed the bottle to Sikong Huang's lips, and with a slight lift, a drop of liquid exuding rich spiritual power dripped onto the white cherry lips.

"Sister Huang, wake up..."

Sikong Xiao moved his shoulders with great effort, only to see Sikong Huang's eyebrows move slightly, and instinctively sipped that drop of the best spiritual liquid into his mouth.

Sikong smiled happily, and brought the bottle mouth closer, this time there was no need for Sikong Xiao to find an angle, Sikong Huang opened his mouth slightly, Sikong Xiao's eyes lit up, and he poured a whole bottle of spiritual liquid into her mouth without hesitation.

Finally, I felt that the breathing of the person next to me was stronger, and the heart that had been hanging in my throat finally fell.

Sikong smiled and thought about it, and then took out a bottle of spiritual liquid and poured it into his mouth. As the supreme spiritual liquid flowed into his throat, a majestic spiritual power suddenly injected into the muscles and veins of his body, and in an instant, Sikong Xiao's whole person twitched, hurriedly closed his eyes, and immediately turned on the fire trick to refine that huge spiritual power.

For a day and a night, Sikong Xiao slowly opened his eyes, and most of the injuries on his body were healed.

Turning his eyes and glancing at Sikong Huang, who was still unconscious, Sikong Xiao gently stretched out his hand to pick up the person on his body and put it aside, and leaned forward to check it carefully, it seemed that there was no big problem. Thinking about it, Sikong Xiao lowered his head and stuck it to Sikong Huang's head, pulled off his hair, widened his eyes, and looked at it meticulously.

“……”

It took a quarter of an hour for someone to raise his head and let out a long sigh of relief, and patted his chest with a look of joy.

Call...... Fortunately, this spiritual fluid is really magical, and the bleeding forehead wound did not leave half a trace!

Thinking of this, Sikong smiled and lowered his head and glanced at his sister Huang again......

Although it is in the dim mist, that beautiful face seems to exude a faint light, as cold and noble as a fairy, and you can see the world at a glance.

The corners of Sikong Xiao's mouth hooked up a glorious arc, his sister Huang is so good-looking and so perfect face, there must not be a trace of scarring!

Putting his mind down, Sikong Xiao sat up cross-legged, lowering his eyes and thinking about what he had just discovered.

It seems that after being broken by that wave of qi, my soul power has become a little purer...

Raised his hand and clenched his fist, hmm... It seems that the strength of the body has also increased slightly.

Does that mean that if you want to improve, you must constantly destroy and reshape?

Sikong smiled and pondered the way forward, when he suddenly heard an inaudible call: "Laugh and laugh..."

A hoarse voice came from front of him, Sikong laughed, raised his head suddenly, and saw Sikong Huang holding his arm and looking at him.

"You're finally awake!"

Sikong Xiao's face was happy, and the whole person jumped up on the spot, and rushed over to help the person who was struggling to sit up half-up, "How are you feeling? I gave you a bottle of spiritual liquid, it seems to be a little useful." ”

Sikong Huang was stunned when he heard this, and only reacted when he saw Sikong Xiaozizi's appearance, and sighed silently in his heart, feeling a little distressed about the bottle of the best spiritual liquid.

If you let others know, you might not know how to scold Sikong for laughing at the loser.

You must know that it is an elixir! It's not boiled water, it's the best elixir!

Do you know the best spiritual liquid? That is the main medicine for refining the best elixir! One drop can practice a furnace of the best elixir! You can pour it if you say it? I also poured a whole bottle!

Do you know how to write the word loser?!

"Why don't you speak?

Seeing that Sikong Huang didn't speak for a long time, Sikong Xiao hurriedly took out another bottle of spiritual liquid, opened the lid and quickly reached Sikong Huang's mouth, and ordered without hesitation: "Another bottle!"

“……”