With meat and vegetables, Liang Wenchang left all the good ones to the colorful Lingfeng, but he only gnawed on the white-flour steamed buns.

Liang Zhiqiu looked at the interaction of one man and one beast, and couldn't help but raise his hand. On his left wrist, he wears a ring of spirit bracelets. The soul in the spirit bracelet is the colorful spirit phoenix in front of him, and he suddenly understood why after the ancestor left, the colorful spirit phoenix was willing to throw himself into the bracelet when his limit was coming, turned into a spirit weapon, and accompanied the Liang family.

The Colorful Spirit Phoenix is the first high-level strange beast with no attributes on the Liyuan Continent. But if you really want to talk about its role, I'm afraid it's not lower than that of super strange beasts.

Although it has the power to heal, it cannot heal itself. And after it was injured, Liang Wenchang, who treated it carefully, gave it a sense of home.

This is the warmth that the colorful spirit phoenix has never felt in thousands of years.

I haven't felt it, and once I feel it, I will naturally be greedy.

Liang Wenchang put the plate on the table and turned his wheelchair to pour the water.

The table was a little higher, so it was not very convenient to sit, and Liang Wenchang only had one leg that was broken, and he tried to stand up with the other leg.

I don't know if he hasn't exercised for a long time, his body leaned, and he actually fell forward.

"Bang-"

The colorful spirit phoenix, which was eating vegetables, was startled by the sound, it turned its head to look at Liang Wenchang, and saw that the person fell to the ground, and didn't care about eating vegetables, but spread its wings and flew over in a hurry.

The colorful spirit phoenix kept making anxious sounds in its mouth, and it surrounded Liang Wenchang, with humane care in its eyes.

Liang Wenchang smoothed its fur and comforted: "Okay, okay, I'm fine." ”

The colorful spirit phoenix hovered above his head, still making a sound. Then, a circle of colorful light spread out from its body, enveloping Liang Wenchang's entire person.

When the colorful light disappeared, Liang Wenchang was stunned, and his unconscious legs actually felt numb at this time.

He leaned on the table, staggered to his feet, and took two steps.

I can really go!

The broken leg that had not been conscious for decades was actually recovered under the healing of the colorful spirit phoenix!

Liang Wenchang showed joy and gratitude, and turned his head to look at the colorful spirit phoenix. only to find that the little one was already tired and asleep, and he hadn't even finished eating the vegetables.

Looking at the little guy with relief, Liang Wenchang hugged it to the bed and covered it with a light quilt.

In the following decades, the colorful spirit phoenix has been by Liang Wenchang's side. Liang Zhiqiu looked at his ancestors, from middle age to old age.

At this time, Liang Wenchang was full of descendants, accompanied by his wife and colorful Lingfeng, and he was very satisfied.

The colorful spirit phoenix has grown up, and it is no longer a volume that can be held in Liang Wenchang's arms. But it still likes to rub Liang Wenchang.

Liang Wenchang, who looked to be in his eighties, was lying on the bed, squinting his eyes. The sun was shining, but he didn't have the strength to get up.

He looked out the window and seemed to mutter, "I'm going to go too." ”

The Colorful Spirit Phoenix seemed to understand, it nested beside it, raised its head, and then leaned closer to Liang Wenchang.

The old woman shouted outside, "Old man, get up and have breakfast." ”

No one answered, only the sudden and terrible cry of the colorful spirit phoenix.

The bowl in the woman's hand fell to the ground. She hurried into the room. Liang Wenchang lay peacefully on the bed and closed his eyes.

He died of old age, and the colorful spirit phoenix could not go against nature to renew the life of such an old and dead person.

The woman hugged the colorful spirit phoenix and cried, and the beautiful jewel-like eyes of the colorful spirit phoenix shed tears one by one.

Liang Zhiqiu stood on the side of the bed, watching all this. None of them could see him, and he didn't know if he was physical or incorporeal. But in his eyes, tears fell down, and he couldn't stop it.