Feng Yi was a little helpless: there was no way to fly, and there was no food, and sooner or later they would be consumed by this tree.

The fruit of the tree was smelling, and they did not want to eat it, and they did not dare to eat it.

As the sun rose, the sleeping vines were gradually awakened, and the tips that had been pointed at them found that their tips had been cut off, and they pulled back.

The tight vine balls become loose in order to facilitate the entry of other vines.

The sharp-eyed Feng Yi noticed that the batch of vines that were cut off yesterday had already begun to grow new shoots after the cut.

So the last resort that I thought of last night became the only one. Stretched out his hand and put Huang Ying in his arms, and under her round eyes, Feng Yi's lips were pasted.

Her mouth was pried open, and Huang Ying felt a stream of heat flow from her mouth into her body, making her weak limbs seem to regain some strength.

And Feng Yi didn't linger on her lips for long, and asked her with a pale face, "How is it?" Is it better? ”

Huang Ying nodded, her cheeks flushed: Could it be that she has become a nymphomaniac to the point where she can recover her strength with a kiss?

Feng Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the tree and closed his eyes, "Then I'll leave it to you first, I'll slow down." ”

Although he couldn't see anymore, Huang Ying nodded obediently, holding two scimitars in his hands, stepping on the branches and dancing with his arms.

At first, her movements were a little sluggish and stuck, but as the heat flowed around her body, Huang Ying's movements became more and more fluid. Holding his twin swords, he danced, and his whole body turned into a bright moon hanging on the branches, twisting the vines that he tried to approach into several sections.

Feng Yi opened his eyes and looked at the girl dancing in front of him, and the long hair that she tied back at random followed the movements, making him feel the urge to reach out in his heart.

Even he didn't realize how much tenderness was contained in the quietly raised arc of his mouth at this moment. TVmobile/

Now the vine's attack doesn't need Feng Yi to worry about, he is now concentrating on brewing, how to break through the vine ball and leave.

There is only one chance, and he needs to plan well.

If Huang Ying looked back at this time and saw the tenderness on Feng Yi's face, it is estimated that she would have erased what she said yesterday on the spot. But just as she couldn't see his emotions, he didn't know her increasingly ugly face.

It's not because her body is starting to lose strength again and become sluggish. Each time that heat flows through the body, it decreases. Huang Ying thought it was consumed, but she didn't expect that the heat flow that spread out would gather to her core little by little, and then integrate into her essence little by little.

As sacred birds, the inner shell is formed when the eggshell liquefies and absorbs into the body when the shell hatches. The liquid turned into a shell with countless fine pores in the body, and the innate essence that had been flowing freely in the body was restrained in the center of the body. It can be said that it is a place as important as the heart.

The intensity of innate essence directly determines their future growth in a sense. Although there will be a part of the spiritual power that can be converted into essence qi the day after tomorrow, the increase is negligible.

Those so-called elders pass on their skills to juniors, in addition to the infusion of spiritual power, the main thing is the gift of essence.

Only the essence can be fused with the essence.

Feng Yi's bite was his innate essence.

They are in the same vein, so that Feng Yi's essence does not need a lot of time to spend before it can enter Huang Ying's body to mobilize her body functions.

The way he closed his eyes just now was just a matter of slowing down!

The effect of the medicine that had not completely subsided made Huang Ying's eyes turn red unconsciously. Bei Yan bit her lower lip tightly, even if she was terribly worried in her heart, she didn't dare to stop and look back.

She was afraid that if she stopped, the vines around her would turn into sharp spikes and pierce them.

She was afraid that as soon as she stopped, before the vines could attack, she would see Feng Yi, who was already unconscious.

Dancing knives, only non-stop dancing knives.

"A-Ying, get out of the way."

The deep, crisp male voice made her reflexively move to the side, her eyes looked at the speaker, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw Feng Yi leaning against the trunk of the tree, and the almost physical crimson gas enveloped the sword in his hand, and the long sword buzzed.

"Stop!" Huang Ying didn't know what he was going to do, but in order to condense that kind of almost physical aura, he basically needed to deplete the spiritual power reserves of his whole body.

It may even be more than just spiritual powers!

Huang Ying's words were finished after all, but even if she was in time, she couldn't change Feng Yi's decision. The long sword slammed out of his hand, piercing directly through the vine ball, and the turbulent air flow around the sword body twisted the surrounding vines into countless fragments.

Behind the curtain formed by the stumps is a huge cavity with a diameter of more than two meters.

The huge strength allowed the sword to break out of the encirclement, and also slammed Feng Yi's body into the trunk of the tree. He snorted, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Huang Ying came back to support Feng Yi, but he pushed him away, "Hurry up, it won't be long before the vines will block the hole again." ”

As if to confirm his words, the vines' attacks slowed down, making filling the void their first priority.

"Let's go together! I'm back now, I'm able to fly! ”

"But you can't take me."

It has been more than half a day since Feng Yi gave that breath of essence to Huang Ying in the morning. During this time, Huang Ying has been wielding a scimitar against the vines, and there is no chance to rest. Feng Yi knew very well that her own essence was of limited help to her, and the effect of the medicine could not be completely removed.

Everything is in his calculations, just to be able to have one leave alive.

Huang Ying knew that he was right, and the scimitar turned into a scratch and shook his head desperately.

"Obedient, hurry up." Feng Yi smiled and broke her fingers one by one, "If you don't hurry up, my sword should be lost." ”

The girl laughed out loud with anger, "If I leave, I should leave your people behind!" ”

Feng Yi just wanted to persuade her in a different way, but his expression changed, and the words that came to his mouth immediately changed, "There is help, someone is close." ”

"What if it's the bad guy?"

The person who has always been not afraid of heaven and earth suddenly came out of his mouth, which amused him, "Silly girl, staying here is waiting for death anyway, why don't you fight, and help me get the sword back." ”

Huang Ying couldn't stand his soft grinding, nodded with tears, and directly changed into a phoenix bird at the moment of leaving the branch, with a cry, and his wings were pierced out of the hole like a sharp sword.

Only then will she be able to find people and retrieve the sword faster.

So when she found out that the person floating in the air holding the sword was Ji Yin, the panicked soul finally settled down and immediately rushed over.

"Hurry up and save Ah Yi!"

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