Huo Yan Tianqiong stopped at this time, handed Qiluo to Yun Yueyao, and let him turn around.

Xiao Qiluo did not make a fuss about staying at this time, and experienced the panic of life and death. At this time, the father, the queen and the queen are all in good shape, and it is already the best result for it.

It wanted to stay with its father and queen mother, and it didn't have to rush for this time. It's like at the beginning, it thought not to disturb Yaoyao and hurt its parents.

At this time, what Qiluo wanted was not to become a burden to his parents, and then let his parents be tied and unable to perform.

After Yun Yueyao left, Huo Yan Tianqiong sat on the edge of the stone couch and said, "There is still plenty of time, and my husband will heal your wounds now." ”

Huo Yanwan'er's face turned pale, she shook her head gloomily, and said, "It's useless, don't waste any more mana." At this time when you may be attacked and killed at any time, it is better to keep some strength. ”

Huo Yan Tianqiong hooked his lips and smiled: "Who said I was going to waste mana?" ”

As he spoke, Huo Yan Tianqiong had already taken out the 10,000-year-old bamboo and the red pill that had been prepared for a long time.

Huo Yanwan'er looked at the two and said that it was fake not to be surprised.

She opened her mouth to ask, but Huo Yan Tianqiong had already stretched out a finger, blocked her lips, "shhhh ”

As he spoke, he roasted three 10,000-year-old bamboos over the fire and fed them to his wife, and then fed the red pill as well. Then he sat behind his wife and helped him refine the medicinal power of the Ten Thousand Years Bamboo Fruit and the Pill Pill.

At this time, Yun Yueyao had already left with Qiluo in her arms, and when she was at the gate of the ancestral land, Qiluo once again told her to fly left and right, and no one was allowed to disturb her father and emperor to heal her mother.

Flying left and right to obey orders, Yun Yueyao turned around her stone room, removed the good complexion on her face, and took Qiluo into the fire jade space with some weakness. Let him rest and rest first, and then he also dodged, turning into a little fox and entering the hairpin space.

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Two days later, there was no news from the ancestral land, which made Chi Feng, who came to ask several times, wonder when he could sacrifice to the sky.

However, that night, a group of black-clothed people suddenly came, their whole bodies were wrapped in black, and only a pair of slender eyes were exposed. After the people broke in, they went straight to the gate of the ancestral land, and the guards in the ancestral land desperately intercepted them. Seeing this, Flying Left and Flying Right hurriedly sent a warning signal, startling all the guards who had been resting on shifts and joining the fight.

The number of black-clothed men was not less than that of the ancestral land guards, and the fight between the two sides was very fierce. The sound of warning alarmed Chi Feng and his wife, and Chi Feng asked Ni Shang to protect the egg baby, and he dodged out to see the situation.

Nishang's eyes were full of worry, but she was really not at ease when she let her go out and leave the phoenix egg alone. So I had to obey my husband's wishes, and nested in the stone room to carefully protect the egg baby.

Yun Yueyao had already come out of the hairpin space at this time, and when she heard the movement, her eyes flashed. But it's none of her business, everything she can do has already been done. Therefore, the calmest person at the moment is probably her.

When Yun Yueyao was resting in the hairpin space, she didn't forget to count the results of her hunting again, and thought about the end time of the hunting experience. After calculating that after the end of the sacrifice day, if Huo Yan Ancestor sent someone to send her back, there should be a few days left. She breathed a sigh of relief, took out a plate of fruit, and nibbled on it while waiting for the result.

In front of the gate of the ancestral land, the red and black here are fighting, and they have been beaten into a pot of porridge.