By the river, the golden body of the golden cicada has dimmed a lot.

Suddenly, his body staggered and fell straight down, obviously caused by the loss of too much spiritual power and essence.

"Boom"

The golden cicada that fell by the river kept panting, and Xiao Yuan fell three feet away from him, and his pale face was even more pale because of the fall from a high altitude.

Blood stained his armor red, and his breath was faint, like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Jin Chanzi raised his head with difficulty, looking at Xiao Yuan in the distance, wanting to convey something with spiritual power, but he still fainted after all.

And at this moment, the wound on Xiao Yuan's chest is still spurting blood, and if it is replaced by anyone, even if it is a martial god, he will probably die a long time ago, and only Xiao Yuan, who cultivates the "Guiyuan Divine Technique", still has a breath.

The spiritual power of Qianmuling's half-step martial arts sect was frantically eroding Xiao Yuan's body, but Xiao Yuan's body had divine power, which gushed out in an instant, and in turn devoured Qianmuling's spiritual power.

It's just that although the divine power is domineering, Qian Muling's spiritual power is also extremely strong, even if it is devoured, the divine power is not as superb as Lou Xiaoyue's medical skills, which can make Xiao Yuan's chest wound recover.

Compared with ordinary people, Xiao Yuan's body is countless times stronger, and his recovery power is also extremely strong, but this time it was a fatal injury, which was pierced through the heart, and the speed of self-healing of the wound could not keep up with the speed of spurting blood.

If this continues, even if Xiao Yuan is an immortal, he will bleed to death sooner or later.

At this moment, his eyes were dark, his consciousness was almost completely blurred, and he only felt that he was very tired and wanted to sleep, so he slept forever

"Am I going to die?" In the dark, Xiao Yuan asked himself with a vague consciousness.

In the end, he finally didn't get over the feeling of being extremely tired and wanting to sleep, the body that wanted to struggle and the eyes that wanted to open did not get up and open, and the unwilling whole body slowly sank into the darkness, and the consciousness disappeared completely.

And the blood in Xiao Yuan's heart was still spurting out, his face had become a blank paper, and even his breathing seemed to have disappeared.

At this moment, not far from the upper reaches of the winding river, there was a cheerful laughter, which was extremely light and beautiful, and very tempting.

The laughter got closer and closer, and I saw a leaf the size of a small boat floating on the river, the thickness of this leaf was only the thickness of ordinary leaves, but it was dozens of times larger, and the leaves were golden, like a golden boat, drifting with the current.

And on the leaves, there stood a tulle figure, dressed in a green gauze robe, revealing snow-white fragrant shoulders, and under the fragrant shoulders was a pair of surprisingly large and soft, long and fiery red hair directly covering it, faintly visible

It was a woman with a striking face and blue eyes, as well as fiery red hair and a fatal figure

With her was a little boy who was only three or four years old, and the boy's hair was also fiery red, his eyes were blue, and his face was round, which was very cute, and he couldn't help but want to pinch it.

The woman's gaze went down the river, and she found Xiao Yuan lying on the river's side, covered in blood.

Suddenly, the smile on that pretty face condensed, and the willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he "slowly" came to Xiao Yuan's side.

She just stood on top of the river and glanced at Xiao Yuan.

Such a strange scene, if Xiao Yuan wakes up, he will definitely be very surprised to step on the wave, even the martial god is difficult to control the power in it, although the martial god can fly in the sky and stand in the air, but he can't stand on the water for a long time, because the balance of spiritual power required to stand on the water surface is higher than that of the void.

"It turned out to be a dead man. Although the woman found Xiao Yuan's faint breath and the last bit of vitality, the woman still said so, in her eyes, Xiao Yuan was already a dead person.

"Sister, let's save him, doesn't mother always teach us to do good deeds and accumulate virtue?" As soon as the words fell, the woman seemed to be uninterested and was about to turn around and leave, and the child on the side also came to the woman's side in an instant, and said slowly.

Both of them left the golden leaf, and the leaf came to rest in the water, as if waiting for the two of them.

"Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue is something that mortals will talk about all day long, and my mother is also from the mortal world, so I will say that! And this man is just a mortal at the peak of martial arts, how can it be worth my help to save him?" The woman not only did not agree to the child, but instead taught him something, and looked at Xiao Yuandao with disdain.

Glancing at Xiao Yuan, the woman saw Xiao Yuan's strength clearly, but the unconscious golden cicada not far away attracted her attention.

"Eh, how could the descendant of the ancient divine beast Jin Crow be here? It looks like it's with this man," the woman looked at Jin Cicada in surprise.

"Sister, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, let's save it, even a mortal is a living being!"

"You kid, sister, if I don't save it, we don't save it, we still have to find the legendary thing, we don't have time to waste it here! The woman didn't get angry, but strengthened her voice and tone, staring at the golden cicada with a pair of beautiful blue eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Sister, you're too much, okay, if you don't save me!" the child suddenly said a little angrily, this anger is not at all to a child of three or four years old, but like a sophisticated old antique.

"Ling'er, don't mess around, you are just a soul body now, the body has been wiped out, if you are so nonsense, even the gods can't save you!" Seeing the serious appearance of the child known as Long Ling'er, the woman's face changed suddenly, and she stopped at the exit.

"I don't care, I just want to save people, let me watch a life disappear like this, I can't do it!" The little boy ignored the woman at all, and quickly came to Xiao Yuan's body, staring at the bloody wound with serious eyes.

Then a strange light emanated from his body, like a colorful mist, enveloping him, and suddenly a powerful and terrifying aura spread across this river.

"Long Ling'er, stop it, my sister promised you, my sister will save him! We haven't found the legendary thing yet, your body can't be reforged, if you continue to mess around like this, even if you find that thing, it won't save you." Seeing that Long Ling'er insisted on saving Xiao Yuan, the woman was also anxious, and when she had no choice, she could only agree

Long Ling'er's request.

"Sister, you saved him because you wanted to save him, not because you wanted to save me, right?

Hearing this, the woman hesitated slightly, and then nodded, she really had no way to take this younger brother She clearly knew her brother's character, if she didn't obey him at this time, even if he rescued herself, she wouldn't let her sister take action.

There is no other reason, it is because his younger brother is so kind that he lost his body.