The slender white hand covered Feng Wuxin's chest, and Yan Qianyi felt that the heart inside was beating faster and faster, as if it was about to burst at any time.

The purple pupils sank slightly, and he patted the golden dragon gently, "Hurry up, she's going to die." ”

The golden dragon let out a long roar, burrowed into the higher clouds, and headed towards the Lingxiao Hall at full speed.

Xiao Huo shrank in Yan Qianyi's clothes, staring straight at Feng Wuxin, who was dead white in his arms, and the whole flame was very depressed.

Feeling Xiao Huo's uneasy emotions, Yan Qianyi reached out and touched it, comforting: "She is the top powerhouse in that world, you have to believe that she will be fine here." ”

Xiao Miao let out an 'um' and stopped talking.

In a few moments, the snow-capped mountains at your feet became clearer and clearer.

At the northern end of the mountain range, a palace stands majestically, and you can see the palace door plaque on the door plaque of 'Lingxiao Palace' with several golden characters depicting dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

The golden dragon circled down and landed in front of the palace gate.

Yan Qianyi hugged Feng Wu's heart, and the two rows of servants who had been waiting for a long time bowed their heads one after another.

"Qianqian, is it really okay for you to bring my heart here?"

Lingxiao Hall is the residence of the Great Demon King, and the Great Demon King has a cold and arrogant personality, and has always disliked Yan Qianyi to come to his territory without permission.

"What's hiss is mine, and there is no need to distinguish so clearly. What's more, if Feng Wuxin dies, neither he nor I will be happy! ”

Yan Qianyi put Feng Wu's heart on the jade bed, turned around and jumped towards the dome of the Lingxiao Palace.

Rows of small porcelain vases hung from the towering dome, each containing the finest elixir, with the exception of a black one.

In the black porcelain vase, it is the blood of the Great Demon King.

Yan Qianyi flew over, and as soon as she took off the black porcelain bottle, Feng Wu's heart on the jade bed began to twitch all over, and even her blood vessels began to slowly turn cyan.

"Qianqian! The veins of my heart have changed color! ”

The little flame is about to die in a hurry, and the scene of the big demon king escaping into the demon path is still vivid, do you still want to watch Feng Wu's heart fall into the demon with his own eyes now?

Yan Qianyi came down from the dome, pinched Feng Wuxin's chin with one hand, forced her to open her mouth, and then poured the blood in the porcelain vase into her mouth.

The black blood beads entered the mouth and went down Feng Wuxin's throat.

Yan Qianyi and Xiao Huo stared at her, not daring to relax for a moment.

When the blood beads stopped in Feng Wuxin's abdomen and the blood vessels in her whole body returned to red, one person and one fire finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Qianqian, my heart and the Great Demon King have a blood contract, why is this still the case?"

The little flame jumped on Yan Qianyi's shoulder, puzzled.

"It has nothing to do with the blood contract, it's the consciousness of the Feng family that remains in her body that is messing up."

"Huh? But isn't Miss Feng dead thoroughly, how can there still be any consciousness left? ”

If the original phoenix mind is still conscious, then how did its mind enter this body?

"Originally, it was just a trace of consciousness, but Feng Wuxin helped her avenge some revenge, which made her obsessed."

"In other words, Miss Feng's obsession is too deep, and her consciousness begins to eat away at the soul of my heart, so why will my heart become like this?"

Yan Qianyi nodded slightly, and his eyes fell on Feng Wuxin, which was obscure.

"She's a double body now, just like me."

Xiao Huomiao guessed what he was thinking, took the initiative to rub him, and said with relief: "With the old man Rong here, the Great Demon King will not do bad things, if there is, my heart and I will definitely stop him, don't worry!" ”