In the hearts of many people, Yun Mo and Murong Lingfeng are already deceased, although they are full of hope that the two of them can come back to life and be able to return to their side, but everyone knows that this kind of scene will probably only appear in dreams. www.biquge.info However, when they descended from the sky with the sea dragon and the fire phoenix, everyone was stunned.

Not only humans, but also the herds stopped attacking. In this moment, they surrender to the intimidation of dragons and phoenixes, which is both nature and instinct.

Murong Lingfeng didn't miss this momentary opportunity, she turned her arms and summoned the wind element between heaven and earth, "The wind rises." "I don't know if it's because of the wind in her name, she has been closer to the wind element since she was a child, and this is also the heaven and earth element that she controls best.

The wind is different from the arrogance of fire, and different from the warmth and vitality of the earth. If you have to say it, it should be more like water, which can gently caress sentient beings, or it can devour everything in anger.

There is a breeze blowing on your face, and naturally there is a strong wind.

The wind element summoned by Murong Lingfeng was like this, and when everyone was stunned, a strong wind rose from under their feet, and when they came back to their senses, they had already been swept into the air by the strong wind. The wind cleverly separated man and beast according to the little boy's orders. The beasts can still struggle under the strong wind, but the man has long been conquered by the storm and cannot move, so he can only lie at the mercy of the wind.

The strong wind that enveloped the humans gradually became gentle, and they slowly lowered the humans to the ground, leaving only the beasts in midair, and the beasts roared and struggled, but the strong wind wrapped them stronger. Yun Mo slapped his palm out of thin air, and the ice qi spread from the sky to the ground, instantly freezing all the fierce beasts. The beasts were frozen in their ferocious form, the storm dispersed, and they fell to the ground.

Just when everyone was relieved, the ninja suddenly attacked again, and their swords slashed at the people around them, and they were caught off guard at all, and the wail sounded again.

This time, Yun Mo would not let them go easily. The dragon soared into the clouds, and Yun Mo jumped from the dragon, swinging his sword and slashing, and more than a dozen ninjas died under his sword in an instant.

The others did not escape the ascension. Murong Lingfeng stood on the dragon's back, and the ice color practice on her waist flew out with her thoughts. Bingcai Lian turned into a sharp blade, and quickly slashed through their throats, killing them with a single blow, and the blood was not stained. In the end, Bingcai Lian returned to Murong Lingfeng's waist.

Remnant Sheng hovered in the air for a week, slowly falling to the ground, Murong Lingfeng slid down from the dragon's body and ran towards An Shuli and Murong Lingxue, "Mother, Xue'er!"

An Shuli almost couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her daughter come to life again, and she stood up in surprise. However, as soon as her hand left Nangong Qingye's wound, blood spurted out again. An Shuli hurriedly squatted down again, pulled her sleeves and rewashed and pressed the legs of the Nine Princes, while beckoning to the little prince, "Feng'er, come quickly, the Nine Princes are going to die!"

Nangong Qingye's spirit was indeed not very good, he lost too much blood and caused insufficient blood supply to the brain, and his vision was blurry. Vaguely, he heard An Shuli calling someone's name, and he tried to open his eyes wide to see clearly, but he couldn't.

Murong Lingfeng ran to An Shuli's side, she just glanced at Nangong Qingye, took out a bandage, and simply wrapped his leg to stop the bleeding temporarily. Murong Lingfeng stuffed a bottle of spiritual water to An Shuli, "Mother, you feed him to drink first, so that he can last for a while!" She didn't stay by An Shuli's side for long, so she stood up and ran not far away, in that direction, Fu Yan was lying on the ground dying. Things have priorities, let alone life-saving. Nangong Qingye's physical fitness is good, and he was injured in his leg, although the arteries were bleeding, but there was spiritual water, and he could at least last an hour. But Fu Yan couldn't wait.

Murong Lingfeng took Fu Yan's pulse, which had almost stopped faintly, but there was still a breath of air. Murong Lingfeng beckoned Chu Jin over, and asked Shangguan Mingmei and them to help lift Fu Yan to a relatively flat stone, and a white cloth was thrown on the stone, which Baili Youqing brought and intended to be covered with a sheet, but he didn't expect that he had slept in the open in the past few days, and he didn't even find a cave, and it was useless at all, but it played a big role here.

Song Xiao found a river, found a few people to keep carrying water here, and Baili Lanqing even took out all the medicine he brought. Xiao Gongzi's medicine box has always been carried with him, and he has all the tools used for surgery, only the environment here cannot meet the sterility requirements of surgery, but it has reached this time, and he can't care so much.

Fu Yan was lucky, although the other party cut her chest, it didn't hurt her heart. As long as there was no damage to her heart, Murong Lingfeng was sure that he would be able to snatch her back from the hands of death.

With the help of Chu Jin, Murong Lingfeng cleaned up the blood in Fu Yan's chest cavity, and sewed her flesh and skin little by little. Fu Yan's biggest problem was that she had lost too much blood, but fortunately, Nangong Ling had the same blood type as her, and Murong Lingxue took out a bag of blood from Nangong Ling's body and gave it to Fu Yan.

Because the people of Zhantian Palace knew about Xiao Gongzi's strange medical skills, they did not make a surprised expression, while the people of the other four countries and eighteen villages did not question it as if this was a unique treatment method of Zhantian Palace and Nine Deaths Valley. There were a few Lang Zhong in the team, who were also quite interested in this way of drawing blood and transfusion, and they kept observing the blood transfusion bag hanging on the branch on their tiptoes, but they didn't dare to come forward to ask, so as not to disturb the little boy's treatment and save people.

The operation went smoothly, and although Fu Yan fainted from pain, she was finally saved. Murong Lingfeng handed her over to Shangguan Mingmei and let her take care of her, as long as Fu Yan can survive tonight, by the time the sun rises tomorrow, she will survive the difficulties and there will be no danger to her life.

When the little boy operated on Fu Yan, Yun Mo commanded a few people in the Nine Horsemen of the Holy King who were not seriously injured to clean up a place, set up a tent, and make an operating room for the little boy.

The first person to be carried into the operating room was the Nine Princes Nangong Qingye. An Shuli was crying while talking to Nangong Qingye, Murong Lingfeng had just said that the most taboo thing for the Ninth Prince to bleed now was to be unconscious, he had to stay conscious, and he must not be allowed to sleep. An Shuli kept talking to him, and she poured out all the bitter water of more than 20 years. "Do you know how hard it is for me to raise two daughters by myself? Without Xiaoyu's help, I might not be able to survive now! Now that you already know that they are your daughters, you should take your responsibility! You have left our mother and son for more than 20 years, and I don't allow you to leave so irresponsibly!"

"Xiaoli," Nangong Qingye's consciousness was not very clear, but he tried his best to listen carefully to An Shuli's cry, he took An Shuli's hand with his eyes half-open, "You finally admit that Feng'er and Xue'er are my children!" Although this matter has long been tacitly known to everyone, when An Shuli told him in person, the Nine Princes were still happy and excited. The girl he loved all his life never abandoned him, and gave birth to two smart and lovely daughters for him. At this moment, he is the happiest man in the world.

"I admit it, I recognize it! They are your daughters! Back then, I found you in a cave in Qishan who had been poisoned by a snake, and we ...... We...... We have Cher and Wind. There is only one man in this world who has ever possessed me, who can they be if they are not your children?" An Shuli cried.

It turned out that it was not a dream, let alone an illusion - the woman lying in his arms on that beautiful night was the little glass he was thinking about, "Then why did you leave? Why don't you tell me the truth?" Nangong Qingye didn't have much strength anymore, but he wanted to explain the misunderstanding between the two clearly, even if he died, he shouldn't leave with regrets. "Over the years, I've always felt sorry for you, and I feel like a bastard! I can't control myself because of a snake!" But now that I think about it, I don't know whether it was a snake or An Shuli who made him lose his mind. "You're really ruthless!"

"You're already sorry for me! It's spread all over Chu Jingli, you have a child with that woman! I'm not leaving, do you want me to beg you to let me enter the Nine Kings' Mansion as a side concubine, or do you want to wait ten months later, when Feng'er and Xue'er land, I will become the target of Qianfu?" An Shuli was still a girl under twenty years old at the time, and she really almost collapsed that year, "Fortunately, Xiaoyu took me in, otherwise there would really be no place for me in this world!"

"That child is not mine!" Nangong Qingye hurriedly explained, "When the woman came to the door, I mistakenly thought she was the woman in the cave, and I panicked for a while. But later, I proved my innocence, but you left, and soon the news came that you married into Murong Mansion and gave birth to twin sons. You know, my heart died when I heard that!"

She suffered much more than Nangong Qingye, "When I left Chu Jing, I was already a month pregnant. On the way, I was chased by the man in black, but fortunately, Xiao Yan and Sister Jin Ling arrived in time, and I escaped from death. It was also thanks to Xue'er and Feng'er's lives, I fell from the horse again, and fell into the mountain stream, and they all saw red, they were still firmly growing in my belly, and then with the careful care of Sister Jinling, these two children did not fall disabled. Maybe this is the fate that they are destined to become my daughters in this life, destined to be the dragon and phoenix among these people. ”

"It's our daughter. Nangong Qingye corrected, "Xiaoli, thank you, thank you for being willing to give birth to these two children." It was I who didn't protect you well that made your mother and daughter suffer so much. ”

"That's why you have to treat us better in the future!So you must survive!" An Shuli was already crying with a pair of big eyes, "Nangong Qingye, you listen well! If you leave us behind, I will never forgive you!"

"If you don't forgive, we can talk slowly later. Murong Lingfeng opened the curtain of the tent and walked in, handing a handkerchief to An Shuli, "Mother, don't worry, I won't let him die, he hasn't come to your door to take the blame!"

Murong Lingfeng glanced at Murong Lingxue, Murong Lingxue nodded slightly, stepped forward and invited the idle people out on the grounds that the tent needed to keep the air circulating and clean, and at the same time quietly set up a protective cover. Only the two brothers Yun Han and Yun Mo and An Shuli's family were left in the tent.

An Shuli was still holding Nangong Qingye's hand and wept silently. Murong Lingxue walked over and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, "Mother, don't you still believe in Feng'er's ability?" She said that if she won't let the Nine Princes die, the Nine Princes will definitely not die!"

An Shuli nodded, "If he is really so cowardly that he can't survive, you and Feng'er will never recognize him as a father!"

Murong Lingfeng asked Yun Mo to help her unwrap the bandage that was tied to the wound of the Nine Princes before, the blood was not as fierce as before, but it was still terrifying. Murong Lingfeng directly cut off one of the trouser legs of the Nine Princes with scissors, revealing the hideous wound on the leg. An Shuli gritted her teeth, don't look over, don't dare to look. At this time, Nangong Qingye had reached his limit, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was moving away from him for a while. Suddenly, a clear stream drilled into his sea of consciousness, moistening his brain, Nangong Qingye's eyes immediately widened, only to see Murong Lingfeng's hand on his forehead, he didn't know what the little boy did to him, but looking at the smile on his daughter's face, Nangong Qingye felt that the beauty of the world was nothing more than that.

Murong Lingfeng curled the corners of his mouth and smiled at him, "Nine Princes, if you fall asleep again, I won't be so gentle! Witness the miracle, you will be alive and kicking soon!"

Murong Lingfeng first used spiritual water to clean Nangong Qingye's wounds again, spiritual water already has the function of body remodeling, but the Nine Princes were too seriously injured, and this little spiritual water was not enough for him to recover. Murong Lingfeng's hands hung above the wounds of the Nine Princes, white light gathered under her hands, and the wounds on his legs were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye under the moistening of the white light, until it disappeared completely, and there was no trace on his legs at all.

Yun Han suddenly thought that when he first met Feng'er and Xue'er in the Youming Cave Mansion, Xiao Gongzi also used this method to restore his miserable face, but after that, Xiao Gongzi's health was even worse. Yun Han subconsciously glanced at Murong Lingxue, if her face was very ugly, she was staring at the little boy, for fear that she would have another accident.

But in fact, the little boy was very good, his face was not white, he did not have a painful look, and he did not vomit blood.

"Okay," Murong Lingfeng helped Nangong Qingye up, "Let's take a look, there is no problem anymore." ”

Nangong Qingye walked around the tent three times, and as he walked, a happy smile appeared on his face. Just now he really thought that even if he survived, he could only be a cripple, all of this was something Nangong Qingye couldn't imagine, and he looked at the little boy more and more.