Hearing this, Feng Annihilation paused slightly, then she put down the teacup in her hand, turned her head and looked out of the door lightly, and only said softly after a long time: "As you said before, although I know that I will face a huge test this time, but I don't know how dangerous it will be. I have made a vow that as long as the Three Realms and Him are well, I will give up everything I have. ”

With a solemn look on his face, he said in a deep voice: "You have gone through thousands of years of suffering with him for this day, and you still have to swear in the name of a goddess that you will not hesitate to give up everything you have? Have you ever thought about how unfair it would be to him if something really happened to you, but he was lucky enough to live alone because of your oath. ”

Feng Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "How can there be so much fairness and unfairness in this world, I believe that if it were him, he would make the same decision as me." Besides, I may not die, as you can see, we have washed our karma for a thousand years, and if God has mercy, he should always leave us a way to live, right?"

Kongli stared at the woman's face for a long time with those long, narrow and sharp eyes, and finally sighed softly and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything else I can do to help you?"

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a half-joking tone: "Protecting the Fa for me is not an easy task, the more you do your best, the less danger I will be, and the burden on your body is very heavy." ”

Kong Li was slightly stunned, and then smiled helplessly: "Since you have said so, then I will simply give up everything, I just hope that the delirious guy will not be jealous." ”

In the courtyard outside, Cang Wunian stood alone under the tree in a daze. At the end of the day, he found that his mind had become very messy, but he didn't want to delve into it, because there was no point in digging into it. Everything was as he said when he left the room, this battle could only be won and not lost.

Since he was born, he has never tasted failure, and the only time was when Feng Annihilation resolutely left him thousands of years ago, when he only felt that he had lost completely, and he had lost everything.

Even so, his obsession eventually helped him meet this woman again, and the heart that wanted to spend eternity with her was finally revived.

But before he could allow himself to bask in the joy of being lost and regained for a little longer, the catastrophe ensued.

He didn't want to lose again, because he knew that if he lost this time, he would never have a chance to turn the tables around.

He lowered his head and subconsciously looked at his hands, once he felt that he could turn his hands into clouds and hands into rain, but the facts in front of him told him that it was far from enough.

A long-lost battle spirit suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, he had never been so eager for power as he was now, even when he was forced to send people under the fence of the human world more than ten years ago, he had never been so urgent.

"Wait for me. After a long time, Cang Wunian slowly clenched his fists and said to himself.

The day passed quickly, and when the three of them got together again, they saw the last treasure needed to paint the soul as they wished-the dragon silk.

Ti Zhen did not appear, and sent the golden shark saint of the dragon silk. After the old woman with gorgeous hair respectfully sent the thin golden-scale armor to the three of them, she silently retreated to the side.

Feng Yan only glanced at the hard-won treasure slightly, and then asked the Golden Shark Saint Venerable, "What is the current situation of the Shark King?"

The old woman bowed to the wind and replied calmly: "Your Majesty is not in danger of his life, but the loss of vitality is inevitable after all, and he is now cultivating and pranayama." ”

Feng Yan looked at the Golden Shark Saint Venerable carefully, and found that the other party's face only had the helplessness and distress of trying to forbear and restrain himself, but there was no worry or sadness. So she nodded and said, "In that case, then we won't bother the shark king, and ask the Holy Venerable to convey our thanks to the shark king on our behalf." ”

The Golden Shark Saint Venerable bowed to the wind and said, "The old body will bring the words for the goddess." ”

After a brief farewell, the three of them left the Shark Palace, and their bodies turned into three rainbow rays from the bottom of the sea and soared straight into the sky, and then quickly flew away in the direction of the north of the South China Sea.

......

When they came to the 12 o'clock mirror again, the first thing the three of them did was to set up the formation.

Because the time here is not equal to the outside world, in order to prevent the wind from obliterating the time of the outside world when drawing the soul for Cang Wunian, the three of them worked together to set up an enchantment, so that within a radius of a few zhang around them, the speed of time passing is balanced with the outside world.

After the enchantment was laid down, Feng Annihilation and Cang Wunian respectively took out all the treasures of heaven and earth that they had found in the past two years to draw souls.

In addition to the necessary pen, ink, paper and inkstone, there are now two more things in their hands, one is the red blood and tears shed by the powerful female Qiu when she was dying when she met in Kunlun Mountain, and the other is the beast pill fire avoidance bead given to them by the fire beast that was respected as "Yan Gong" in ancient times.

"These two things don't seem to be of much use right now. Kong Li stared at the two beads that were not the same red and said to Feng Yan.

Feng Yan frowned slightly, and replied: "The fire avoidance bead is not needed for the time being, but this stumbling blood and tears...... It seems to have some benefits for Ah Nian's awakening soul. ”

Hearing this, Cang Wunian raised his eyebrows, waved his hand and said, "We don't have children yet, what good can these tears do me?"

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, then his face was slightly red, and he snorted lightly: "It's all this time, and I still have the heart to say something inappropriate." ”

Cang Wunian spread his hands very innocently, "What I'm saying is the truth, this little blood and tears mainly contains her mother's love for that little child, I haven't been a father yet, this kind of family love can't do much for me." Moreover, Qingci's tears of love also contain his love for his relatives, and his tears are enough. You still put away this bloody tears, maybe they can be used for other purposes in the future. ”

Feng Yan thought about it, and felt that Cang Wunian's words were not unreasonable, so he didn't insist anymore and put it away properly.

Then I saw her wave her sleeve robe, turning the blood jade altar into waist-high and placing it beside her like a desk.

Immediately afterward, she quickly refined the dragon silk that was as thin as a cicada's wings, turning it into a small cluster of transparent pen tips that shimmered with golden light, and placed them neatly in a corner of the blood jade altar.

Seeing this scene, Cang Wunian and Kongli subconsciously glanced at each other, and then Qi Qi cast puzzled glances at the woman.

Feng Yan's hands kept moving, and she didn't raise her eyelids to look at the two of them, but she could intuitively feel that the two men were puzzled by her actions.

So she took off the nib of the pen made of ice silk above the mirage, and explained: "The power of this dragon silk is closely related to the vitality it possesses, and the painting soul belongs to the supernatural power against the sky, and it will inevitably consume a lot when it is used. In order to prevent me from falling short due to the fact that I could not control the speed of the dragon's vitality in the process of casting the spell, I simply divided its vitality evenly, so as to save me the distraction of serving this delicate baby. ”

The two men nodded approvingly, but the worry in their hearts inevitably deepened.

Feng Yan didn't have the heart to take their thoughts into account, when she raised her hand as she spoke, the dazzling silk that was pitch black but smooth and soft as fine silk was covered by her on the mirror surface of the Twelve Hour Mirror.

The woman picked up a cluster of dragon silk on the table, turned it into a mirage nib, and nodded with satisfaction after looking at it so carefully.

Subsequently, the three hard-won tears of great love, great enlightenment, and great regret were carefully placed by her in the center of the blood jade altar.

Without her doing anything, they saw that the blood jade altar suddenly burst out with a dazzling red light, and then the red light slowly converged, and the three of them saw that there was a red vein-like slender thing floating out of the blood jade altar, and then quickly poured into the three teardrops.

The three tears are like three greedy beasts, constantly absorbing those red breath veins.

After a while, the woman picked up the charcoal calcined from the root of the dragon's blood god, and gently ground it on one of the teardrops, and a small section of charcoal quickly merged with the teardrop.

"Why don't you just grind these three tears with charcoal?" asked Sora Lyuria on the side.

Feng Yanxiu frowned slightly, and replied: "This ink contains powerful power, I'm worried that Ah Nian's body can't stand it, so let's take it step by step." Isn't it necessary to sketch an outline before smudging?"

Hearing this, Kong Li nodded, after all, the power of this blood jade altar itself should not be underestimated, but it was infected by the essence and blood of countless Shura realm powers that it became what it is today.

Now those powers are rapidly seeping into the three tears, if they are not properly handled, not to mention whether Cang Wunian's current body can withstand the infusion of that sudden power, it is Feng Annihilation himself who may be the first to be counterattacked.

After the charcoal in Fengyan's hand was all ground and perfectly fused with the three teardrops into three clusters of different colors, the blood color in the blood jade altar had obviously become lighter, vaguely revealing the pure white and warm appearance that this piece of rare jade should have.

Feng Yan stopped the movement in his hand, raised his hand and threw the Dinghai Pearl to Kong Li, and said: "After a while, I will be ready to start painting the soul for Ah Nian, there will definitely be great turmoil here, and I hope that Kong Lijun will make proper use of this Dinghai Pearl to help me." ”

Kong Li took the blue bead and nodded lightly to the woman, "Don't worry, I know what to do." ”