I really wanted to slap the colorful spirit phoenix to death, and I really did it, I didn't shoot her to death, but as soon as I stretched out my palm, a three-color flame appeared in the palm of my hand, and the flame was slowly expanding, and the colorful spirit phoenix looked at the flame not as frightened as I imagined, but very expected.

Looking at her appearance, I hesitated for a moment, but in the end I didn't throw the flame out of my hand, I clenched my fist fiercely, turned around and left.

Holding the sleeping Wen Yu, I felt the temperature on his body drop, and my heart was relieved a lot.

I held his hand, the white light entered his body along my palm, walked little by little in his body, and after not feeling any other problems, he came directly to the yellow sphere, and a wisp of spirit attached to the light directly pounced on the light ball, and when I just pounced on it, I felt the light ball tremble slightly, and then the color of the light ball became more and more intense, I felt a suction, my spiritual power was absorbed, and I struggled for a long time, but I was still swallowed.

"Hehe, it's a bit interesting, this is my child, and it's not a safe master, it seems that there will be something to suffer in the future." After the spiritual power was sucked, I looked at Wen Yu's stomach and thought.

Looking at Wen Yu, who had nothing to do, I folded the quilt for him, put on my clothes and came to the yard, looking at the moon hanging in the air, and when the moon was full, looking at the moon that was about to be round, I still thought about modern parents and dead friends in my heart, and tears unconsciously wet my clothes along my cheeks.

There was a trace of blood on the tip of his nose, and a black shadow suddenly came in front of him, and he ripped off his face towel, which was actually a flame, his face was pale, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

"What are you doing here, how did you get this way?" I said, stroking the wounded flame.

Yan originally wanted to give Murong Ziling a comforting smile, but as soon as the corners of his mouth were curled, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he fainted gorgeously.

"Flame, flame—" I called a few times to see if he didn't respond, and helped him to his room.

"What's wrong with Little Nono?" Hu Jin'er rubbed her eyes and asked.

"Yan is injured, it looks like the injury is still very serious, Jin'er, you go get some hot water, I may use it later."

"Well, why is it he who is injured, and it is always me who toils." After saying that, he went to the kitchen.

When I got to Flame's room, I put him on the bed, blew the fire fold, and lit the lamp on the table.

I went to the bed and looked at Flame lying there, he was wearing a black night coat, and there was a black chin on his left chest, and my first thought was poison.

I took out a handkerchief from my bosom, grabbed the exposed part of the scarf with my hand, and pressed the other hand against the position next to his wound.

I grabbed the dart, and once again I charged my strength, and with a hard effort, the scarf was finally pulled out, and after pulling it out, to clean the wound, I took off his upper body, revealing a very well-proportioned body, and black blood flowed out of the wound.

At this time, the fox Jin'er came in with water, "Jin'er, quickly bring me a clean towel." ”

"Ah, why am I again!" Hu Jin'er complained again.

"Here's it." Hu Jin'er handed me the towel and said.

I took a towel, threw it in boiling water, and wiped the blood from the wound, holding the wound with both hands, leaning down to suck it with my mouth.