"Hmmmm......" Leng Cold's face turned red, and because there was no oxygen around him, he seemed to be choked by the neck, and he struggled to fall to the ground and roll.

He will be in such a situation because Wen Renbai is a space-based demonic beast, and the oxygen around his body has been drained by the white god, and it is estimated that he will be suffocated to death in a few minutes.

That's the horror of space magic, which can kill people invisibly.

Leng Zhao looked at the rolling cold sky in horror, his face was pale, for fear that he would end up like that.

Wen Renbai faintly glanced at the screaming cold queen, then turned around and walked to Jiujiu's side with light footwork, and easily picked her up by the waist, holding her in the crook of her arm like a doll.

"Let me see, is the injury healed?" Wen Renbai knew that Jiujiu's injuries had already recovered, but he was still very uneasy, and after reviewing it several times, he let out a long sigh and tightened his arms holding the girl.

"Bai, I'm fine, the blood is ......" Jiujiu obediently rubbed Wenrenbai's shoulder with her head, she suddenly thought of the thunderous demon knife blood demon for a while, and couldn't help but enter the coiling dragon ring with her spiritual power, wanting to see what happened to the blood demon, but the scene inside made the corners of her mouth instantly stiffen.

KAO！ What's going on? The flowers and trees were all lying pitifully on the ground, the neat lawn had become potholes, and even the most precious medicinal fields had been destroyed into slag, and only Lingquan was still "healthy".

Oh my God, what kind of catastrophe has befallen her Coiling Dragon Ring?!

"He's worried about you." Wen Renbai looked at Jiujiu's entangled and regretful little face, couldn't help but chuckle, and explained softly.

It was the first time he had seen the angry appearance of the blood demon, which showed that the weight of Jiujiu in the blood demon's heart was not low.

Jiujiu was silent for an instant, and she suddenly remembered that when she had just lost her nails by Leng Yantian, her usually bloody eyes were full of helplessness and unwillingness at that moment.

She smiled sweetly, it's just a medicine field, if it's ruined, it's ruined, but it's embarrassing that the demon knife that has always been high above is bloody.

"Bloody, sorry for worrying you." Jiujiu smiled sweetly and expressed his apologies with a spiritual link.

Bloody lay outside the door of the cabin, his eyes slightly closed, just to hide his embarrassment, he said in a somewhat arrogant voice: "No, I'm not worried about you, I just can't get used to the behavior of that shameless person." ”

After finishing speaking, as if to hide his embarrassment, he turned over slightly, and that angle was exactly the angle that Jiujiu couldn't observe his face.

Jiujiu was in a good mood, and it turned out that the demon knife was also shy.

As soon as the episode passed, she suddenly remembered that Xiaoyue was still in a coma.

"White, wake up Xiaoyue first." Jiujiu gently pounded the white god with his arm.

Wen Renbai nodded silently, freed his right hand, and a silver light quickly flew towards the iron chain on Xiaoyue's body.

"Bang dang!" When the chain hits the ground, so does the spell.

"He's smelling mocha flowers, and it may take a while for him to wake up." Wen Renbai, in order not to let Jiujiu worry much, he explained clearly.

Jiujiu nodded knowingly, this time she set her eyes on Leng Yantian's body.

"What is he ......" Jiujiu looked at the lifeless cold sky, he lay motionless on the ground, and the chrysanthemum face had begun to fade from the flush he had just struggled with.

"Dead."