The egret looked at the two men and a woman standing together, and a guy sitting on the ground, and silently took half a step back, away from this Shura field-like place.

With a "boom-" sound, the gradually transparent city wall disappeared in front of them, revealing the road blocked by the wall.

This sound also interrupted the strange atmosphere between several people.

Qingyang lay on the ground, looking weak, the wound on his shoulder was bleeding, and the white robe was so dirty that he couldn't see the color.

"I can't do it, Princess Qiqi, I saved your life, you have to take good care of ......" Before the last word could be spoken, Qingyang lost consciousness.

Feng Qiqi hurriedly squatted down, his fingers on Qingyang's neck, feeling his breath.

The heartbeat was extremely weak, and there was a strange feeling that the spiritual power was exhausted, and after leaving the town, the wound on Qingyang's shoulder couldn't stop the bleeding.

For the divine beasts, their own essence and blood are extremely important, and it is difficult to make up for too much loss.

Feng Qiqi was ready to peel off Qingyang's clothes and check the wound, besides, she really couldn't stand this piece of clothing if it was so dirty.

"What do you do!"

"What do you do!"

Two voices suddenly sounded, one pressed Feng Qiqi's hand, and the other pressed Qingyang's collar.

Feng Qiqi innocently watched as two eyes fell on her: "Check his wound and change the dressing, isn't it possible to watch him bleed too much and die?" ”

Having said that, it was impossible for the two of them to watch Feng Qiqi take off the man's clothes in front of them.

Looking at each other, the slightest tacit understanding cultivated by these few came in handy at this time.

Feng An stopped Feng Qiqi's gaze and pushed him to the side: "Seventh sister, let's tidy up ourselves first!" Brother Qingyang was handed over to Prince Long to take care of. ”

Prince Long nodded slightly, don't worry, I will definitely take care of him.

Feng Qiqi raised his eyebrows suspiciously, but after thinking about it, the two of them would not blatantly assassinate the leader of the Nine-Tails Clan, otherwise the anger of the Divine Venerable alone would not be something they could bear.

Shrugging his shoulders, Feng Qiqi also felt that the clothes on his body were dirty and sad, and wanted to change them.

Walking to the side of the boulder, Feng Qiqi simply took out a bath bucket from the space, and with a gentle brush of his hand, the water had turned into hot water.

Whenever this time, Feng Qiqi would sigh that the fire system ability was really easy to use, in case it was difficult for the ice system to even take a hot bath.

Soaking herself in hot water, Feng Qiqi felt a feeling of exhaustion from her limbs, she should have stabilized the realm after she was promoted, but she didn't have time, so she delayed.

At that moment, he soaked in the bucket and pinched a handprint, and slowly operated the spiritual power in his body, over and over again.

Watching Feng Qiqi enter behind the boulder, the Dragon Prince and Feng Ba breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and the Dragon Prince began to deal with the injuries on Qingyang's body.

The wound on the shoulder is deep in the bones, and there is a strong black qi entwined with it, and this appearance is definitely from the powerful magic weapon mountain.

"If you don't expel this demonic qi, the wounds on Brother Qingyang's body will never heal." The Dragon Prince took out a fist-sized dragon crystal from his arms and placed it next to Qingyang's wound.

Feng Ba already had a deep understanding of the dragon prince's arrogance, but the egret who saw such a big dragon crystal for the first time was already dumbfounded.

Long Jing placed it on Qingyang's shoulder and began to absorb the black qi from his wound.

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