247 The Grace of the Fountain
Suddenly, I heard a horse roar, and the horse that had fallen into the pool of blood before had now climbed onto the bank of the pool and screamed at her. She leaned over suddenly, picked up Hongyu and Bailing, and with the bouncing spiritual power obtained from years of cultivation of the Heavenly Dance, she jumped onto the cliff bank of the blood pool and galloped across the horse. Sharp weapons fly with you, attacking with more ferocity.
She firmly believes that there is always a degree of mind control, as long as you escape from the blood pool, you can naturally survive! Let the hundred blades cut the body, and still gallop the horse! It's not tears that have been shed along the way, but flesh and blood! The beautiful body that once arrogantly dominated the heavenly realm, how could he have been so wolf? Once pampered, who would have thought that the entire family would have their last two Jiufeng red foxes and a fox maid?
Winding into the deep jungle, she used the branches and trunks of trees to block many sharp weapons in pursuit. By the time she finally reached a deep cave, the trailing blade had completely disappeared, and she was only half breathing. Looking at the sleeping fox in her arms and the red fox that was still breathing, she smiled and fainted by the rock.
That night was really cold, the blood that flowed out was frozen into ice, and the war horse froze into disease. She woke up to a low "woo" sound, looked at the young fox that crawled out of Hongyu's arms, shook her palm-sized body, and licked the frozen blood from her lips in confusion. The young fox's eyes were still closed, and it seemed to be the last struggle before death, and it seemed to be the last call before death - to wake her up!
Bite the tip of your tongue and let the blood with your body temperature flow out of the corners of your mouth. Watching the young fox lick instinctively without knowing the taste, she smiled with relief and closed her eyes sleepily again. I never thought that I would wake up, but I only hoped that this blood with a few degrees of divine breath could be exchanged for the resurrection of the young fox......
Feng Guan's life was broken at that momentβshe was above the flames of hell and died at that moment!
It turns out that Fengguan is a nine phoenix red fox! She remembered that Nightshade had mentioned that the Fox King had two families, the White Fox and the Red Fox, under his command. The white fox is naturally charming and clever, and it can achieve positive results without too much cultivation, so it is deeply favored by the fox king. The White Fox family also prospered, and then led the Red Fox family. Demon Concubine Li'er is an orthodox descendant of the White Fox family.
However, what the night mourns know is only heard, and the phantom before death is often the truest portrayal. Master's constant dream made her relive the sadness of the past. Now that I think about it, the prosperity of the White Fox Family is probably based on the fact that the Red Fox Clan was wiped out in the hands of the Demon King, and the Jiufeng Red Fox is afraid that it is the most noble family in the Fox Family! The legendary demon spirit blood spell must be forged into a pool with pure goblin blood, supplemented by a hundred years of cultivation to become qi! The demon king has been waiting for a thousand years to destroy the Jiufeng Red Fox clan, and it will not be without reason.
When the last trace of pain in her body remained, she felt that the ethereal confinement began to loosen, and in a trance, she seemed to see her empty fingertips gradually detached from the flesh and blood of the Seventh Lady. Could it be that Hengmeng will wake up soon? Or is she going to keep afloat again? If Feng Wan is about to be burned above the flames of hell, is she afraid that this "empty spirit" will be liberated again? In addition to being surprised, my heart is desolate! She couldn't stand the feeling of being empty for hundreds of years. But if the Seventh Lady is destined to be incinerated, what can she do?
"Don't go!"
A whisper came from her ear, and then a pair of arms wrapped forcefully around her head, pressed against her familiar tough chest.
Nameless! With the constant shouting in her heart, she was already unable to cry, and she almost collapsed. Even though she couldn't see that face at this point, she could smell him. Countless nights of prayer, sleeping around the heart, isn't it this faint demon fragrance?
Her lips were pried open by her fingertips, and she felt a cool smell melt in her mouth, and her body and mind felt more comfortable. The life that gradually recovered was imprisoned and ethereal again, and she felt powerless when she fell back to **, and she couldn't do it when she tried to remove her heavy eyelids several times. The coolness of the residual medicine in the mouth is like a bowl of clear spring into the throat. Extremely, she couldn't help licking her lips, inadvertently touching his rough fingertips, pulling an inexplicable throbbing in her heart, her body trembled, but she felt sweet and affectionate.
"Seventh Madam, I promised the Fox King that I must protect you to live."
A low voice as seductive as a nameless magnetism echoed in her ears, and at the same time there was the sound of her clavicle chain breaking, and she fell into Wen Xiang's arms. At that moment, the ten thousand forces that were weighing on her heart instantly loosened, and she fell asleep between his arms, but her ten fingers clutched his clothes tightly, refusing to let go.
I can finally sleep peacefully! She's going to see him when she wakes up!
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"Nameless!"
Suddenly she opened her eyes, and she immediately realized that she had woken up unconsciously calling his name, and that somewhat deep face was hanging high in front of her, staring. Xu was frightened by this sudden scream, Nameless smiled slightly embarrassed, and retreated a few steps.
"You're awake." Standing not far away, he asked indifferently.
She smiled and nodded, trying to move her bones. Sure enough, when I woke up, my hands and feet were free to move. The effect of the nameless medicine is strange, and she has benefited many times, and she knows it all the better. Seeing that she was about to get up, Nameless immediately stepped forward, put his hands on her shoulders, stopped her body from moving indiscriminately, and said softly at the same time:
"It's not the best time to get out of bed! You need to lie down for a few more days. β
The sudden distance and words of concern blurred her vision when she looked back, and she couldn't help but raise her arm, wanting to pull away the fine hair that fell from his ears, just to see the dignity more clearly.
"Seventh Lady!" He looked at her with a stern expression and said, "The Fox King is buried by the lotus pond. In a few days, a fox demon will lead you to worship. β
The nameless and cold eyes were killing, she was so frightened that she retracted her arm, turned her face sideways and looked away, and answered softly, "What about after the worship?" β
"If Madam Seven doesn't mind, I'll find a quiet place to settle Madame." With that, he let go of her fragrant shoulders and got up and took a few steps back again.
"Understood! A qiΔ obeys the arrangement. She turned her back to him and said, "I'm a little sleepy, please take a break." β
"Madame rest quietly, I will take my leave first."
Then there was a broken step in her ears that left in a hurry, and she couldn't help but turn her head, looked at the back of the person who was about to step out of the hut, and asked softly, "Where is this?" β
"Hell's Heavenly Palace!" He didn't look back, but immediately stepped out of the hut and closed the door.
Heavenly Palace, the pure land of the world in the midst of fire. It turned out that they were still wandering in hell.
She didn't sleep peacefully that night, and there was always a sea of blood in front of her, floating with the corpses of tens of thousands of nine phoenix red foxes. There seems to be a young fox in his arms all the time, and he keeps screaming! The body is cold and hot, cold is the call of death, and heat is the torment of hell. Thirsty but unable to wake up and beg for water, like a fish out of water, bouncing on the shore waiting for the last drop of water in its body to dry up and die......
"Wake up."
It wasn't until she heard the familiar call, as if commanded, that she found some strength to slowly wake up.
"Nameless, water ......" looked at him, and she struggled to spit out a few words.
As if anticipating the nightmare, he leaned over to help her up, sat sideways on the bed, let her lean into his arms, and then passed half a glass of warm water to her lips. At this moment, what warms the heart is not only the half cup of life-saving water with the taste of sweet herbs?
Her throat was like fire, but she drank extremely slowly, was she weak and exhausted? Still reluctant to give up the warmth behind you? The trembling body and mind, can he perceive?
"After a thousand years of cultivation, it is inevitable to experience some frightening things, the past is worry-free, and if you can forget, you will forget."
The words are like a warm breeze spitting lightly, brushing the fine hair in the ear, itching around the heart. She closed her eyes lightly and leaned on his shoulder silently, knowing that the half cup of nectar would soon take her to her dream. I don't remember when he left, I only remember the phrase "sleep ......", just like before, the magic is undiminished, and the shock will never be forgotten!
How many times do you have to go through life and death before you can perceive the preciousness of knowing each other?
Standing among the green meadows, she looked out at the tall wooded jungle in the distance. The morning light and mist render the emerald green and empty, and the occasional birdsong adds to the joy. It turns out that the morning in the Heavenly Palace is also so bright and moving.
"Huh! Gongzilian really didn't catch the wrong person. β
Suddenly a voice came from behind her, and she didn't need to look to know that it was hellfire. The voice was strong and deep, like flames rolling by, carrying thick smoke. Sure enough, in a moment, a fiery red figure stood in front of her, looking at her with a slightly formed face.
Seeing that she was silent, Hellfire continued, "Don't you want to know about the contract between Nameless and Gongzi Lian? β
She glanced back at him and said coldly, "Why do you need to ask?" I survived, nameless, and unharmed, and what could be more important? β
"Hahaha! You really underestimate Gongzi Lian! The hellfire jumped into the air with a bang, and several rolls, as if extremely proud, spit out a few fireballs at the same time, and continued, "Fighting with the gods, how can you be unharmed?!" β
These words were like a knife stabbing her heart, her muscles tightened, she tried to smile calmly, and said indifferently: "What does this have to do with you?" β
"Of course it has nothing to do with me! All I need to do is get the hell god fire back. Whether it's Nameless or Gongzilian, the farther away from me, the better! Saying that, the hellfire returned to her with a "swish", and suddenly said angrily, "But that Gongzi Lian doesn't know what to do!" After thinking that he was a divine ancestor, he had to come to my hell to build some kind of heavenly palace! Look here, where can I dissolve with my Flame Domain? β
She exclaimed in her heart! It turns out that this magic work is Gongzilian's masterpiece!
"Grandma's! It's okay to occupy my territory, but I still want to be sleepy here, and drink and have fun with him every day! β
"Hehe, hell is so big, you don't lack this bit of territory." laughed on the surface, but was nervous in my heart, I don't know how Nameless was subject to Gongzilian? How many injuries were you?
"You know the! The Protoss is now leaderless, and Gongzi Lian can be so arrogant. According to the rules of divine punishment, it is not an exaggeration for Gongzi Lian to be imprisoned for 10,000 years! I will be guilty of taking in the gods and demons for their amusement, and I am afraid that I will burn myself to free myself! β
"I'm just a demon clan in the mortal realm, and the affairs of the divine realm are not under my control! Today, the god of hell and I talk about these idle things, but I don't know what the purpose is. She was really unpredictable, and wanted to send him away as soon as possible, so that she could inquire about Nameless.
Where can I hide the hellfire from that little thought, only to hear him laugh and say, "Want to see Nameless? Why don't you come with me, and see it more realistically! β
As she spoke, her giant hand swept through the air, grabbing her petite figure and running wildly into the bushes. It's extremely fast, but it's like an empty thing, without a trace of dust.