The taste is indeed ecstatic, but the price they have to pay is very heavy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wandering Butterfly didn't look back, she heard Jin Yi's voice, and of course she knew that everything Jin Yi said was true.

The little civet cat that likes to sleep on top of Jinyi's head is a very spiritual little civet cat, it is specially sent by Wandering Butterfly to supervise Jinyi, how can Wandering Butterfly treat the safety of his own people as child's play?

Her every action is done with care, and she leaves no trace of danger that could threaten her people.

But the person who hurt Cao Ling is Jinyi's clan, including his father, even if he himself is right, Wandering Butterfly can't forgive him, but he doesn't want him to die under the sharp arrow of his own people's anger.

Jin Yi stood motionless, his gaze never left the back of the wandering butterfly for a moment, but until it disappeared from his field of vision, the wandering butterfly did not look back at him.

The fire burned, a heat wave rushed from his side, Jin Yi slowly turned his head, and looked at the place where the heat wave hit, it was a corpse that burst into flames, and the raging fire quickly spread on the corpse, and the whole corpse was quickly wrapped in flames.

The white-clothed young man standing on the trees around him was holding a long arrow with an arrow burning with flames in his hand at this time, "whoosh", an arrow with fire shot out, and another corpse burned.

"Whoosh, swish, swish......" Arrows with fire were shot one after another, but when I saw the round fireballs streak through the air, one corpse after another was lit with flames, and the smell of burning was so strong that I choked my nose.

Jin Yi slowly moved his steps towards a place away from the source of the fire, if those white-clothed young men shot the long arrows with fire at him, he would have to be buried in the fire, but a hateful word from the butterfly saved him.

Maybe he did this to save himself, Jin Yi thought like this, and a trace of warmth rose in his heart, but he thought of the hatred for herself that burst out of her eyes, and the hatred didn't seem to be disguised at all, and suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

She both saved me and hated me, and Jin Yi sadly came to such a conclusion. I thought of his evil father, whose body was being consumed by the flames behind him, and my heart sank.

All kinds of tastes are tormented repeatedly in the bottom of my heart, but there is no one to confide in.

Suddenly, a fierce explosion sounded, and a heat wave as strong as a nuclear bomb exploded from behind him, and the roaring tongue of fire almost licked his back, and Jin Yi staggered two steps before falling to the ground.

The explosion drove the off-road vehicle that had been ignited, and the flying metal shards smashed on his body, scraping his skin, and although he was separated by a layer of clothing, he could not resist the burning pain.

By the time the heat had subsided, it was already the end of the night, the world was quiet again, and even the sound of the fire was extinguished. Jin Yi still lay on the ground motionless as if he was dead.

He didn't know if those white-clothed sensible boys had left, and he didn't know what the girl he admired was doing now, he didn't even know where he should go, this world was so big, I'm afraid there was no place for him.

Jin Yi closed his eyes sadly, letting the darkness consume him......

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The four of Wandering Butterfly, Yilan, Yepian and Emperor Ya soon caught up with Caoqi.

Under the hypnotization of his brother's soft and loving singing, the little boy in Caoqi's arms had fallen asleep, and his face was now even paler due to the shaking all the way.

Several people hurried along the way, and after a while they came to a large wooden house.

It is a house built on the ground, and behind the house is a towering tree full of vicissitudes, and a white light hangs from the branches above the roof, and the less bright beam forms a pyramid-shaped light mask on the roof of the house.

This is the hospital for the Gan people.

Inside, it's even more like a hospital. On one side are medical rooms roughly separated by wooden boards, and on the other side there is a corridor leading to both ends, where there are long wooden chairs for waiting patients or their families to sit on.

The only thing that makes people feel a little hospital is the faint smell of potion that can be smelled when you fan the wings of your nose.

As soon as the people stepped into the door of the hospital, an old man with gray hair had already greeted him, with a kind smile on his face, but when his eyes noticed the unconscious little boy in Cao's arms, his smile instantly froze.

"Quick, get him in. The old man shouted anxiously as he motioned for Cao Qi to carry the little boy into the room he was pointing to, and the other three followed.

Several people didn't speak, and the kind old man held back the anger on his face, how cruel is it that a thug can do such a brutal thing?

Two female nurses in white nurse uniforms walked in one after another, one holding a large wooden box containing various medical equipment in one hand, and the other holding a basin of steaming hot water.

"You guys go outside and wait. The old man commanded in a calm voice as he poked his hands into the hot water to clean and disinfect them.

The four of Wandering Butterfly, Yilan, Yepian and Emperor Ya did not dare to delay Caoling's treatment, and quickly retreated.

But Cao Qi still stood still, he leaned down and held the little boy's little hand tightly, and said softly to him in a coma, "Xiaoling, my brother will always be with you, you don't have to be afraid......"

The old man just glanced at Cao Qi and did not ask him to go out again.

Waiting is a long and difficult process.

Fluttersy stared fixedly at the pale orange wooden door that had been covered, there was neither a flashing red light nor a ticking clock, and she had no idea what was going on inside.

Desperately suppressing the anxiety in her heart, the look on Luo Die's face slowly calmed down, and she prayed silently, praying that the simple and lovely little boy inside could get out of danger safely......

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The door opened, and the old man and the two white-clothed nurses walked out one after the other. A few people who were waiting outside in a hurry immediately stood up and greeted them.

But no one asked, and the old man just nodded to them and left.

The butterflies slowly walked into the room, their steps could be very light, for fear of disturbing the people inside.

The little boy lying on the bed had an unusually pale face, and even his lips were pale without any blood, and this fragile and fragile appearance made the few people who came in couldn't help but feel a pain in their hearts.