If it weren't for the fear of the destruction of the Phoenix Shadow Palace, Feng Ye would definitely not be restrained, but the thousand machines were pressing step by step, and his few patiences had been exhausted.

Therefore, when Xiaoying rushed into the Phoenix Shadow Palace, both Qianji and Feng Ye let go of their hands, directly gave up their skills, concentrated all the magic power in their bodies in their palms, and hit the enemy hard.

"Stop!"

Without thinking about it, Xiaoying rushed directly between the two of them.

Her personality is lazy, and her brain doesn't turn a lot of the time, but that's fine, if her brain turns now and hesitates a little, she will see two people who are very important to her fall in front of her.

She stayed in the cemetery for three years, and what she saw every day was not a happy scene of family joy, but a cry of yin and yang separated by a tombstone, in the past, she couldn't remember everything before her death, and she didn't know the harmonious childhood spent in the sea of fog, so she subconsciously thought that she was just a person.

A person walks more, a person does everything, a person lives naturally, he doesn't have to think about anything, he can get used to it while walking.

But after knowing what she knew now, she suddenly thought that if she exists in things, she still wants someone to accompany her, even if she is sad, it is better than not having no heart.

And the people who taught her these things are fighting at the moment.

Looking at the palm that was getting closer and closer to her, Xiaoying knew that their mana was too concentrated and it was too late to take it back, so she slowly closed her eyes, hoping that after the palm smashed on her body, these two people would not fight again.

Not as she wished, when the sound of both palms falling on the flesh came, a gentle embrace tightly protected Xiaoying, a muffled snort came from the top of his head, Xiaoying looked up hurriedly, but it was a folding fan horizontally in front of him, the fan was originally made of white paper, and the white clothes of the fan owner were matched on weekdays, how chic they were, but at this moment, the white fan surface was not only a symbol of the owner's identity, but also a dazzling blood red.

Shockingly, he hugged the body of Mo Xiaoxiao in white clothes, and ran out with tears in his eyes, wetting the fan and blurring the beautiful book on the fan.

As early as the moment Xiaoying rushed up, Feng Ye and Qianji withdrew most of their mana, and this act of forcibly retracting their mana instantly devoured their bodies, but seeing the situation on Xiaoying's side, both of them walked towards this side in unison.

"Shadow!" Qianji called softly.

Xiaoying ignored him, just hugged Mo Xiao in white clothes, staring blankly at the fan in front of her.

Coughing lightly, Feng Ye let himself sit on the ground, he didn't agree that he was still qualified to call Xiaoying now, he swore that he would protect her no matter what, but he didn't expect that it was himself who almost hurt her just now.

Self-blame spread in the bottom of his heart, and the new and old injuries added up to enough for him to retreat in the cultivation room for several years, but he still had a difficult hand to reach out and resist the back of Mo Xiao in white clothes.

"I ...... I can't die yet, so I'll take care of it first...... Take care of yourself first. To keep the fan from falling to the ground, Mo Xiao in white didn't have the strength to resist Feng Ye's movements, so he had to protest.

Too lazy to pay attention to him, Feng Ye took care of himself to convey the few magic powers in his body to him, and used his other hand to form a mark of holy healing, at this time, the trauma on the soul was affected, and the protest transmitted the pain to Feng Ye's body, and for a while Feng Ye seemed to have been hit by the Nine Heavenly Thunder, and he didn't dare to give up, so he naturally gave up and fled.

"Brother!"

Xiaoying, who finally came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to stop Feng Ye, until Feng Ye's final seal had been thrown, and it was determined that the final seal had been submerged in the body of the white-clothed Mo Xiao, he turned his head and smiled at Xiaoying, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The outstretched hand failed to catch his hand, Xiaoying stayed in the distance weakly, frightened by her call just now, Qianji slowly squatted down and asked an inappropriate word: "He, is it your brother?" ”

"yes, you bastard actually fought with my brother, stupid bastard bastard." Annoyed by his question, Xiaoying cried and gave him a punch.

The heavy fist fell on his face, only to hit Qianji to the ground, and the weakness in his body made him have no strength to get up, so he had to lie on the ground and feel the coldness of the ground.

Yes, it's all his fault, he shouldn't have gone berserk because of the scene in that picture, first injured the white-clothed Mo Xiao, not to mention, and fought with Feng Ye, causing Xiaoying to be almost injured, and causing the white-clothed Mo Xiao to fall to the current fate in order to protect Xiaoying.

However, mixed with self-blame, there is also a hint of joy.

It turned out that she and Feng Ye were not the kind of relationship she thought! However, even if he knew this now, Xiaoying would not forgive him.

With perseverance, he looked at Xiaoying with difficulty, with Feng Ye's holy healing technique and magic help, Mo Xiao's situation in white clothes improved significantly, but he couldn't move at all, relying on Xiaoying alone, there was no way for him to lie down smoothly, fortunately, Gan Qian rushed in at this time and helped her.

After letting the white-clothed Mo Xiao lie down, as Qianji expected, Xiaoying hurriedly ran towards Feng Ye, pulled his mouth and smiled, and Qianji slowly closed his eyes.

A long, long time ago, when he and everyone around him fell, it was always him who was forgotten, and once, he fell on a busy street, and passers-by on the street passed by him, as if they didn't see him, and only cared about his own business, and since then, until Xiaoying appeared, he had never seen himself in the eyes of others.

So he deceived himself into changing the position of others and himself, thinking that others do not look at him, because he likes to let others ignore him, so that he can tell himself that even if others can't see him, he is deliberately doing it.

But now it's different, it's him who makes the mistake now, and it's no wonder that Xiaoying won't pay attention to him.

As the saying goes, he can't live if he does his own sin, and it's all his own doing.

"Where are you going?" Suddenly, this voice sounded, and I recalled it carefully, but it was not Xiaoying, but Gan Qian.

Without answering Gan Qian's question, Xiaoying hurriedly ran away, until her footsteps disappeared in the Phoenix Shadow Palace, and Qianji dared to relax her tense body and let the blood in her mouth slowly overflow.

Obviously he was sure that she would not see him again, but he didn't give up thinking that she would at least look at him, even if it was just a contemptuous sweep, he was content, and he didn't want her to see embarrassment at that glance, so he endured no matter how he refused to let the injury appear, and now, he could finally let go of the stone in his heart and lose consciousness with peace of mind.

Rushing into the study in the Fengye Hall in a panic, Xiaoying flipped through the books on the shelves randomly, she remembered that when she was looking through it before, she found a book that recorded the techniques of holy healing.

It's just that the more people panic, the more they can't find what they are looking for, and when she was in a hurry, the book of the dead hidden in her arms and the judge Zhu Bi ran out together.

Following these two magic weapons, Xiaoying immediately found the technique she was looking for, but after opening the technique, there was a warning written on the book.

Only the children of the Feng clan can practice this technique, and after practicing this technique, they cannot practice other techniques.

Turning back in confusion, Xiaoying was shocked to find that this technique actually contained four techniques, namely: Holy Healing Technique, Death Sigh, Soul Summoning, and Undead Tribulation.

Starting from the Holy Healing Technique, the second technique can only be practiced when the first technique is completed, and so on, after learning the Undead Tribulation, you can live forever in the art world, but according to the records in that book, none of those who practice these techniques will gain eternal life.

Because, the great success of every spell,7 must have to endure the pain that others have not suffered, and everyone who is going through those pains, in the end, will always choose to die, so the word eternal life has not been broken to this day.

Even the Protoss, they have the name of immortality, and it is impossible for them to truly achieve eternal life.

Xiaoying didn't believe it, and she didn't want to get any eternal life, all she wanted now was to learn the Holy Healing Technique and heal those people lying in the Phoenix Shadow Palace.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiaoying immediately began to try to form the mark of the Holy Healing Technique, at first because the magic power in her body was too small, the mark could not be formed at all, and then the Book of the Dead and the Judge Zhu Bi flew into her palm, with these two weapons, she quickly formed the mark of the Holy Healing Technique.

Hiding the technique in her arms, Xiaoying muttered in her heart that she didn't know if Feng Ye would accuse her of stealing his book after she knew, but although she was afraid of Feng Ye's blame, she still didn't regret it, and she had already thought that when Feng Ye made trouble for her, she would drag a few ghosts for the dead.

After running back to the Phoenix Shadow Palace, Xiaoying came to the white-clothed Mo Xiao first, and when she saw him with her eyes closed, Xiaoying was shocked and hurriedly asked Gan Qian: "What's wrong with him?" Could it be that my brother's holy healing technique has no effect? ”

"It's not." Gan Qian shook his head and said comfortingly: "Brother Xiao is just tired, the previous holy healing technique is very effective, he will be fine when he wakes up from sleep." ”

"Really?" Xiaoying was skeptical.

The two palms of Feng Ye and Qianji before, if they fell on her, there would definitely be no more her existence in this world, it seems that Mo Xiao in white has beaten her a lot, and she can be fine with just one holy healing technique and a little sleep.

"It's more real than pearls." Gan Qian's exaggerated expression.

Alien beasts are born with rough skin and thick flesh, and are good at unadorned attacks and absolute defense, if Qianji doesn't hurt the white-clothed Mo Xiao at the beginning, and the white-clothed Mo Xiao wants to protect Xiaoying, those two palms are nothing at all.

The sincerity in Gan Qian's eyes is not something that can be shown when he lies, Xiaoying nodded, thinking about whether to move the three of them to Fengye Hall first, after all, after tossing for so long, the sea of fog is going to get dark again, and the sea of fog at night is much more terrifying than during the day, if the spiders in the Phoenix Shadow Hall climb back and smell the blood around them, I don't know if they will be beastly.

After discussing it with Gan Gan, Gan Gan quickly nodded, looking at his frightened expression, Xiaoying really doubted that he was a superior beast than a beast, how could he tremble with fear when he heard the spider, it was really not like standing in the city lord's mansion.

At that time, this little beast was much more handsome than it is now, of course, it was inevitable that this simple beast would run to do bad things, Xiaoying decided to keep this mind in his heart, and never told him that he was more handsome when he was a bad guy.