Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling with some surprise: "Ah Ling......"

"Don't touch me." Fu Ling pushed Feng Zhuo away, stumbled up from the ground, and ran forward.

If it were the old days, the Whisk would have run away.

But now that he is seriously injured, Fu Ling feels that it is difficult to even run, let alone fly away.

Ye Mingxuan had always felt sorry for Fu Ling, and when he saw Fu Ling running forward like that, he hurriedly chased after him.

Feng Zhuo stretched out his hand to stop Ye Mingxuan: "Second brother, don't go over." ”

Ye Mingxuan looked at Feng Zhuo with a shocked expression: "What did you say?" ”

Feng Zhuo pursed his lips and did not answer.

This is not the first time this has happened.

It happened once before.

At that time, he injected power to heal Ah Ling's wounds, and Ah Ling also said such things.

Seeing that Feng Zhuo didn't speak, Ye Mingxuan asked nervously, "What happened?" ”

"You speak!"

"Ahh

Whisk Ling fell next to the high platform, and black mist overflowed from his body.

The black mist coalesced together and turned into drops of sticky water.

"Tick ......"

Drops of water ran down Whisk's wrists, and his fingertips fell to the ground, beginning to devour the ground.

"Hmm......"

The Whisk Spirit curled up in pain.

The power in the body is chaotic, the two forces are fused and mutually exclusive, and neither will let the other.

Under the competition of the two forces, the spirit is the one who pulls the two forces hard.

But it's not just the hands and feet, it's the body and the soul.

It was a feeling of being torn apart.

The pain swept over the body like a huge wave.

"Ahh

Whisk Ling lay on the ground, struggling in pain.

The tearing pain from the soul is a hundred times more painful than the body.

Growing up, Whisk has never been in such pain as it is today.

Because every time in the past, she could endure the pain and use her strength to divide it.

This time, there was no way to divide it with strength, it couldn't alleviate the pain, it could only endure it alive.

More and more black mist overflowed from the body of the Whisk Spirit, condensing into drops of water dripping down.

Ye Mingxuan, Ye Mingyuan, and the others were all shocked by the scene in front of them.

No one had ever seen a whisk like this.

Feng Zhuo looked at the painful curled body of the Fu Ling, his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and the pain was suffocating.

As soon as his feet moved, Feng Zhuo walked towards Fu Ling.

"Don't come ......"

Fu Ling couldn't stand the pain, and when he saw Feng Zhuo coming, he was even more uncomfortable, and shouted weakly: "Don't come here!" ”

Feng Zhuo's feet did not stop, and he walked quickly towards Fu Ling.

"Dandan......" Seeing that Feng Zhuo couldn't stop him, Fu Ling shouted weakly.

As the words fell, a white light flashed, and an egg appeared in front of the Spirit.

The half-human-tall egg slid in front of the Whisk, completely blocking the curled Whisk.

Dandan looked at Fu Ling's appearance, and felt distressed, but it also knew that it couldn't help her bear the pain, so it could only absorb the black water and protect the people she wanted to protect.

Even though he was about to vomit, the egg still rotated and began to absorb.

When the egg rotated, the black water on the ground seemed to be attracted by some kind of attraction, and all of it flew towards the egg body and was absorbed by the egg.

Feng Zhuo passed by Dandan, walked to Fu Ling's side, sat down directly, and hugged Fu Ling into his arms.

"Ah Ling." Feng Zhuo gently kissed Fu Ling's hair and said gently, "Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you." ”

When the black mist overflows, it is absorbed by the ball, so that Feng Zhuo will be fine.

Knowing that Feng Zhuo would be fine, Fu Ling reached out and grabbed Feng Zhuo's clothes.