"Spare you?" Lingbao stared at Feng Zhi and said coldly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"......" Feng Zhi was speechless, and he didn't dare to look at Lingbao's eyes, but his whole body trembled, and he no longer had his original arrogance.

Lingbao looked at the demonic beast in front of him and didn't dare to resist anymore, so he raised his eyes and looked around, just this ordinary glance, the group of butterfly bees who watched their boss become the other party's captives without much effort were silent for a moment, staying in place and not daring to move, and even more, because of the fear in his heart, he forgot how to wave his wings and fell directly from mid-air.

Lingbao ignored these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, dragged Feng Zhi to the ground with a wave of his hand, and then dragged the opponent towards Yun Yang's location.

Feng Zhi endured the pain and didn't dare to shout loudly, for fear that he would accidentally offend this plague god and lose his life, of course, its life no longer belonged to it.

Yun Yang hung in mid-air in the firefly spirit bi set up by the spirit treasure, the wounds on his body slowly healed, and the elf sources that were previously released by the spirit treasure in the spirit treasure also disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lingbao returned to Yun Yang's side, slammed Feng Zhi to the ground and stopped paying attention to it, and instead stared at Yun Yang in the Lingbi with deep eyes, his teeth still creaking, and self-blame gradually filled his heart at this moment.

Time passed quickly but unusually slowly, and in the blink of an eye, a day and a night passed, and Lingbao stayed where he was without moving a single step; Feng Zhi, who was thrown to the ground before, ran away a little, but when he recovered his composure, he finally faced the reality, facing the elf in front of him who didn't know how many levels higher than himself, it really didn't have the slightest confidence that it would be able to escape from its hands; And the group of butterfly bee minions who had been looked around by Lingbao didn't dare to act rashly, for fear that a random movement would anger the plague god, and they would become those blurry corpses on the ground.

Inside the firefly Lingbi, Yun Yang's body finally recovered after this day and night of repair, and thanks to this is the source of the elves, the thumb-sized blood holes have been filled and smoothed in such a short time, and now, only the scarred clothes on Yun Yang's body prove what kind of serious injuries she suffered before, otherwise from the outside world, Yun Yang is just sleeping peacefully now. Of course, the firefly Lingbi also consumed the almost ordinary elf source in the spirit treasure's body, so that Yun Yang's little life with only one breath left was saved.

Seeing that Yun Yang's originally pale and bloodless face gradually regained some ruddyness, the spirit treasure that had been staring at and observing its changes on the side finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone in his heart was also put down. However, despite this, Lingbao looked at Yun Yang, the distress in his heart still lingered, Yun Yang, this elf cute and kind little girl has already had her own unique position in the depths of her heart, no one can replace it, although the time spent with each other is not long, but Lingbao has long liked this beautiful little girl who is not like words, and a little greedy for money, it seems that she has become a part of its life, and that trust from the heart is not something anyone can give.

Thinking back to everything before Yun Yang, Lingbao's fierce eyes gradually became gentle because of anger, it didn't know what happened to Yun Yang during his retreat, but looking at the situation in front of him, Lingbao knew that Yun Yang must have suffered a lot, thinking of these, the evil and angry energy on Lingbao's body also slowly converged because of the change of mood, and Lingbao himself didn't know about this change, but the surrounding butterflies and bees really felt it, and then, All their eyes were focused on the little girl who was slowly recovering in the blue ball, and seeing that it was slowly getting better, all the butterfly bees exhaled deeply, and secretly said, Fortunately, this girl is not dead, otherwise, there will be no more butterfly bees in this hidden dragon secret realm.

Time flew by for nearly four or five hours, sensing the recovery of Yun Yang's body, Lingbao closed his eyes and cultivated while waiting for Yun Yang to wake up, after all, in order for Yun Yang to recover as soon as possible, it released nearly half of the elf source in his body, and then, without the slightest delay, he chased and beat Feng Zhi and his subordinates all the way, and thanks to these little monsters, they were timid and did not entangle with it, otherwise, if they wanted to take down a large group of monsters, it would really take a while.

Because the soul was completely repaired in the soul tear space, the spirit treasure recovered very quickly, but before it could fully recover, something strange came out of the firefly spirit bi.

Yunyang is waking up!

With a wave of Lingbao's hand, the firefly Lingbi used to protect Yunyang disappeared, and was replaced by a straw mat that I don't know where Lingbao found, although it was not warm enough, but in this iceberg and snow, it was very good to have these.

The thin little body curled up on the straw mat, and Yun Yang's brow, which had been frowning from pain, gradually stretched as his body recovered. Lingbao flew to Yun Yang's side and did not fall for the first time, but circled around Yun Yang a few times and slowly stopped at the position on Yun Yang's chest, except for the firefly Lingbi, looking at Yun Yang's messy green silk, tattered clothes, and white lips at close range, the nameless fire in Lingbao's heart was ignited again, and the anger that had just been reined in was suddenly released again, although he did not look back, but behind him was lying on the ground and tied up like a zongzi. The little minions of the butterfly bee who were still looking at this side from a distance but didn't dare to take a step forward were tense at the moment when that anger reappeared, and the whole nerves were tense, as if they would break at the slightest touch, and every demonic beast did not dare to come out.

However, fortunately, at the moment when Lingbao was about to get angry, the two long eyelashes on Yun Yang's delicate little face trembled slightly, and then, the eyes that had been closed before finally opened slowly.

In a trance, Yun Yang opened her eyes, looked at the sky that was still floating with snowflakes, and looked at the familiar white expanse, she suddenly felt a sigh in her heart. Is this heaven? Or hell? I can't imagine that after death, it will be the same as before death, still in that environment, can you not be like this! I'm dead, and God won't let me forget the memory before I died as soon as possible? Do you have to let people imprint that painful memory in your bones before you give up?

Yun Yang complained about God in his heart, and then slowly turned his jet-black pupils, from top to bottom, and then from left to right, and then an unusually familiar figure came into view so unusually abruptly. (To be continued.) )