Holy Grail and Holy Blood!

Holding the Holy Grail in her hand, Qian Fei'er brought the edge of the Holy Grail close to the edge of Aoki Kazumori's lips in the deep moon, and her voice was soft.

"Come, Ichimori, drink it."

It was naturally impossible for Aoki Kazumori, who had fallen into a coma, to hear Qian Fei'er's words, and Gao Li sat next to him and helped pinch the corners of his mouth so that the holy blood could flow in.

Finally, the holy blood that was bright red and full of majestic vitality and vitality flowed into Fukatsuki Aoki Kazumori's mouth, down his throat and into his stomach.

With the holy blood in his stomach, the legs of Aoki Kazumori turned into dead wood and quickly changed into the original human form, and the skin on his face also turned into a human color again, his complexion was ruddy, and his breathing was slowly even, and his expression was more soothing.

After healing the deep moon Aoki Ichimori, Qian Fei'er hurriedly looked at Gao Li with an expectant inquiry in her eyes.

"Gao Li, where is Na Wei?"

Qian Nawei, the person who Qian Feier is most worried and worried about now, is also the person who wants to know the result the most.

When asking, Qian Fei'er spoke with expectation, but she was very nervous, her voice trembled slightly, and she was afraid.

Qian Fei'er was afraid, afraid that what she got was bad news, but she was full of expectations, expecting Gao Li to give her hope.

Gao Li was about to answer, and in the distance, Mo Shengnan's arrogant and domineering voice had already sounded first.

"Qianfei'er, come over to me! Hurry up and get a treat on Naphthalene! ”

When Qian Fei'er heard this, she hurriedly controlled the one hundred and forty pairs of dense snow-white wings behind the fusion angel!

"Boom!"

The strong wind howled, and the wind set off in an instant directly overturned Gao Li to the ground, and when Gao Li stood firm, he could no longer see the tall figure of the fusion angel in front of him.

A little farther away, Mo Shengnan, who had short hair with steel needles, was tall and strong, and was wearing a white leather armor, only to feel a flower in front of her, and in the next moment, a tall figure more than three meters tall had appeared in front of her.

Qian Fei'er controlled the fusion angel to grab Mo Shengnan's shoulders with both hands, and looked at her with burning eyes.

"Where's Naphthalene Rose? Where is she? Take me there! ”

Mo Shengnan didn't speak, nodded his head, turned around silently, and appeared twenty or thirty meters away on his tiptoes.

Qian Fei'er saw that one hundred and forty pairs of dense snow-white wings behind the vibration of the control fusion angel followed closely behind Mo Shengnan.

After walking a short distance, far away, Qian Fei'er had already seen the figure that she was extremely familiar with, extremely concerned and worried about.

It was a woman, with her long beautiful noble blonde hair tied into a hair coil and coiled behind her head, revealing her seductive snow-white neck underneath.

The woman's figure is slender, concave and convex, ruddy, and the figure in a long black dress is as noble as a graceful black swan.

Such a noble temperament, such a graceful and luxurious atmosphere, is enough to make any man he sees intoxicated and inferior.

It's just that at this moment, the woman's closed eyes and a look with a hint of pain destroy this beauty, although her face is still bloody, but it always makes people feel unhealthy, and it seems to be full of disorder.

In mid-air, without Mo Shengnan leading again, Qian Fei'er controlled the one hundred and forty pairs of dense snow-white wings behind the fusion angel and shook hard!

"Bang!"

The space exploded, and a large area of pitch-black space black hole appeared in mid-air behind the fusion angel, the black hole was extremely deep, sending out a terrifying suction, frantically devouring everything around it, and it didn't recover until a while.

And in the next moment, Qian Fei'er had already controlled the fusion angel and flew to Qian Nawei's side.

"Boom!"

The strong wind was howling, and Qian Fei'er hurriedly controlled the fusion angel to lower her figure, and protected Qian Nawei with the dense snow-white wings behind her, as if she was afraid of being scratched by the strong wind.

After a while, when the strong wind stopped, Qian Fei'er breathed a sigh of relief.

Holding Qian Nawei in her arms, Qian Fei'er looked at this noble and beautiful comatose figure, and there were countless thoughts and reproaches in her heart that she wanted to say. She wanted to blame, blame Qian Nawei for not obeying her orders and not returning to the court earlier, so that she was seriously injured now.

In the end, Qian Fei'er sighed heavily in her heart, summoned the Holy Grail of Archangel Raphael again, pinched away Qian Nawei's delicate red lips, and poured the holy blood from the corner of Qian Nawei's mouth.

The salty holy blood entered her stomach, and although the complexion on Qian Nawei's face did not change, the chaotic soul power fluctuations around her body gradually calmed down, and the trace of pain on her face gradually eased.

Although she is still in a coma, all signs indicate that Qian Nawei is already in the process of healing.

Qian Fei'er looked at Qian Na Wei.

It's better to let Navi sleep a little longer.

With a voice in her heart, Qian Fei'er was ready to control the fusion angel to pick up Qian Na Wei, carry her cousin to Notting City, and let Qian Na Wei recuperate there.

But at this moment, within the sea of fusion angel consciousness, Qian Linjue suddenly spoke.

"Sister Fei'er, disarm the martial soul fusion technique, and this young master will go out for a while."

Qian Linjue's tone of voice was as arrogant as ever, and there was no room for others to refute at all.

When Qian Fei'er heard this, she suddenly had some thoughts in her heart.

Is Lin Jue going to see Zijin and Mo Lingling? Maybe I can take Navia back alone......

Thinking in her heart, Qian Fei'er wanted to chuckle and nod, but her tone unconsciously carried a little dissatisfaction.

"Yes, come to me at night and don't walk around."

After saying that, Qian Fei'er seemed to realize that she seemed to have said the wrong thing, and she couldn't help blushing, and she took a sip in her heart.

Baba blah blah, what nonsense to say.

The next moment, Qian Fei'er's mind turned, and she issued an order to the fusion angel to dissolve the martial soul fusion technique.

In mid-air, a burst of golden light erupted from the fused angel body, and in the next moment, the golden light dimmed, and the young men and women of the seven angel martial spirits reappeared on the ground.

Qian Linjue, who had short blond hair and a pair of ruby eyes, vibrated six huge crimson crystal wings behind her, and quickly found and flew in front of Mo Lingling, who was wearing a dark green dress with a reserved and introverted face.

Standing in front of Mo Lingling, Qian Linjue opened her hands without hesitation, and couldn't help but take Mo Lingling into her arms, and a pair of strong and powerful arms tightly wrapped Mo Lingling's upright buttocks.

"Yikes!"

Mo Lingling exclaimed, a fair and pretty face quickly blushed, red about to drip blood, the body temperature quickly increased, and her face was buried in Qian Linjue's arms.

The corners of Qian Linjue's mouth hooked the arrogant amplitude, kissed Mo Lingling's forehead, and turned her head around while asking.

"What about Zi Jin's tsundere woman? Let her come out, Young Master Ben asked her to have a good look. ”

After asking, Qian Linjue suddenly felt a little wrong.

In front of him, Mo Lingling was silent for a long time and sobbed softly.

Well? Could it be ......

The arrogant smile on Qian Linjue's face fell, and the arm that was originally tightly wrapped around Mo Lingling's buttocks was also relaxed. He looked down and asked Mo Lingling.

"Ling Ling, should Zi Jin ...... Let's die. ”

Mo Lingling couldn't hold back this question anymore, and immediately cried, buried his face in Qian Linjue's chest, and cried loudly, tears flowed to Qian Linjue's body, wetting all his clothes.

Although Qian Linjue did not get a positive answer from Mo Lingling, Mo Lingling's performance at the moment was equivalent to telling Qian Linjue the answer.

Qian Linjue raised her hands up, gently hugged Mo Lingling's back, looked into the distance, and was silent.

After a long time, Mo Lingling stopped, she stood away from Qian Linjue slightly, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with one hand, and grabbed it to the side with the other.

Dark green light surged, soul power was released, and a dark green scythe full of the breath of death and silence appeared in Mo Lingling's hand.

Looking at Mo Lingling's release of his Apocalypse Green Scythe Martial Soul, Qian Linjue asked, "Lingling, what is this?" ”

Mo Lingling didn't speak, she asked for her lower teeth, and with a turn of thought, the light of the Apocalypse Green Scythe surged, and a moment later, an illusory figure appeared on the body of the Apocalypse Green Scythe's wide knife with a length of one meter and five meters.

It was the figure of a human woman, and it could still be seen from the delicate body that the woman was not very tall, with a long, supple double ponytail on her head that reached her hips.

Looking at this figure, Qian Linjue couldn't help but guess in his heart, he pointed quickly and tremblingly, nervously and asked, "Is this Zi Jin's soul?" ”

In front of Qian Linjue, Mo Lingling had stopped crying at this time, she bit her red lips lightly and nodded.

"Hmm."

"Is there any way to resurrect it!?" Qian Linjue asked almost immediately!

Mo Lingling turned her head and looked at Zijin with a complicated look in her eyes.

In normal life, the relationship between Zi Jin and Mo Lingling and Mo Mingming is quite bad, as long as there is an opportunity, Zi Jin will make things difficult for the introverted twin sisters.

However, after all, this is also a living person, so Mo Lingling is willing to accept Zi Jin's soul into his martial soul.

But when it comes to the resurrection......

Mo Lingling turned her head, looked at Qian Linjue, and shook her head.

"No, I don't know how to resurrect, my martial soul only has the ability to hurt and accept the souls of others, not the ability to resurrect souls."

"Oh."

Qian Linjue replied seemingly indifferently, looked at Zi Jin's soul, and did not speak again.

Mo Lingling hadn't seen Qianlinjue for almost a year, and she actually had a lot of things to say in her heart, but seeing Qianlinjue like this, she couldn't say it after all.

Gritting her teeth, Mo Lingling lay on Qian Linjue's chest, and was silent together, not saying a word.

After a while, Qian Linjue comforted herself in her heart, and was about to comfort Mo Lingling in her arms, when suddenly, a burst of light surged in the sky!

"Boom!"

The roar of strong soul power caused the countless dark blue and black heavy clouds in the high sky to gather and spin, and the scene was full of fierce winds, and some soul masters who were not strong enough even fell directly!

Even the soul master can't stand still!

Not far away, the faces of the peerless Douluo Qiandaoliu and Qianfei'er and others were solemn, and everyone looked at the thick cloud mountain in the sky intently.