The snowflakes brought up by the sword qi surrounded the sword fight like a mist of mist, and the sword fight could not see any other light in it.

Feng Chengcheng's body was like a swimming dragon looking for his sword qi, and he approached the sword fight little by little.

It wasn't until he was very close to the sword fight that Feng Qingcheng suddenly waved the dagger in his hand.

But there was no unexpected feeling of piercing the flesh, as if a powerful punch had hit the cotton.

Feng Qingcheng's eyes were cold, the sound of the whistling wind was in his ears, and the white snow mist in front of him was clear, and he couldn't see anything else.

Feng Tingcheng's body quickly retreated, but less than halfway through, he felt a sword against Feng Tingcheng's waist.

"You're losing again." Jian Dou said lazily, it has been a long time since anyone came up to fight with him, although Feng Chengcheng is not very strong, but it is definitely not a weak person.

"I haven't lost yet." Suddenly, Feng Qingcheng's cold voice came, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

Feng Qingcheng turned around suddenly, holding the sword of Jian Dou tightly in one hand, and swung the Purple Thunder Sword with the other hand and slammed into Jian Dou.

Jian Dou's eyes were cold, the sword in his hand instantly took off, and his body quickly retreated.

Feng Chengcheng really didn't want to die, he was completely joking with his life, how important that person was to her, she could not even want her life.

The Purple Thunder Sword of Feng Tilting City slashed through the air again.

The blood on Feng Chengcheng's hand fell on the snow-white snow little by little, and Feng Chengcheng's eyelids fell, and he slowly threw away the sword of the sword fight.

"Woman, you don't want to die." Just now, the sword almost pierced into Feng Chengcheng's lower abdomen, and the green tendons on Jian Dou's forehead burst out, if he hadn't let go of Feng Chengcheng, he would have died.

"If my husband dies, it doesn't matter if I live or die." Feng Chengcheng's eyelids lowered slightly.

Feng Qingcheng slowly raised his head, arched his hand at the sword fight, and said, "Farewell." ”

Looking at the blue shadow of Feng Chengcheng's slow departure, only a small piece of light was left on the snow.

Jian Dou frowned, what kind of man would make Feng Qingcheng do his best to save her.

Jian Dou knew that Feng Chengcheng would go again in a short time.

Feng Chengcheng ran to the sword fight five or six times in a row.

Looking at Feng Chengcheng in front of him, Jian Dou rubbed his eyebrows, this is the seventh time that Feng Chengcheng has come, and this woman has not given up.

"We're not fighting today." Jian Dou said slowly: "I've been fighting back and forth five or six times, and you haven't hurt me." ”

"Nope." Feng Qingcheng shook his head and coldly refused, "I want your blood." ”

"It's easy to say, you can drink a few drinks with me, talk to me, and I'll give you my blood." Jian Dou looked at the little face of Feng Qicheng and said slowly.

Above the little face is a touch of indifference and a touch of vicissitudes of loneliness.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the sword fight in surprise, hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "I shouldn't drink." ”

"Whatever you want." Jian Dou made a gesture to Feng Chengcheng and slowly walked towards the inner room.

Feng Chengcheng slowly stepped forward and reached out to touch his lower abdomen.

This action fell in Jian Dou's eyes, Jian Dou's eyebrows furrowed fiercely, he suddenly grabbed Feng Tingcheng's wrist, and a demonic star power slowly entered Feng Tingcheng's body.

Mu Ran, Jian Dou's brows furrowed even tighter, Feng Qingcheng was pregnant with Liujia and still fighting him, is this woman crazy or what's the matter.

"You're really dead." Jian Dou sighed helplessly, isn't it just a drop of blood?

But he was really moved by Feng Chengcheng's affection.

Jian Dou lightly slashed his sword in the palm of his hand, holding a small bottle in his hand, he quickly filled the vial, handed it to Feng Qingcheng and said, "I hope your husband will get better soon." ”

"Thank you." Feng Tingcheng took the blood of the sword fight and hugged his fist at the sword fight, expressing his gratitude, Feng Tingcheng turned around and left.

Jian Dou sighed helplessly, this time is, the most impressive thing is a love word.

Soon Feng Chengcheng returned to Qucheng, and the first thing she did when she went back was to see Dongfang Wuya.

Bai Yao guards the boundless east, and has already thought of a way to treat it, what he needs is Feng Chengcheng to find medicine.

"Got it?" Seeing Feng Chengcheng running in, Bai Yao sat on the stool on the side and touched his gray beard.

Feng Chengcheng stretched out his hand and gently brushed Dongfang Wuya's cheek, his fingertips gently rubbed his cheek, afraid that as soon as he let go, Dongfang Wuya would disappear again.

"Little girl, I won't save without the blood of the sword fight." In fact, the cultivation of sword fighting is too well understood.

There is no opponent at all in the sword fight, and it is difficult to get his blood to the sky.

He was in conflict with Dongfang Wuya, he didn't want to save Dongfang Wuya at all, and helped Feng Chengcheng bring Dongfang Wuya back, just because he had a wish with Feng Wucheng.

An arc crossed in Feng Chengcheng's hand, and a small vial of sword fighting blood shot towards Bai Yao like a meteor.

Bai Yao hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed it, opened it excitedly and smelled it, this is the blood of the sword fight.

The indifference on Bai Yao's face turned into shock, he didn't want to be boundless.

But now he had to save it, because Feng Chengcheng got the blood of the sword fight.

"Little girl, how did you do that?" Bai Yao carefully put away the blood, and walked in front of Feng Chengcheng step by step, staring at Feng Chengcheng in shock and saying slowly.

Feng Qingcheng rubbed his eyebrows and said, "The seniors can save the endless now, right?" ”

Bai Yao nodded, looked at Dongfang Wuya, and said with a solemn look in his eyes: "I already have the method, but I just want to use the medicine to introduce." ”

"What a medicine primer." Feng Qingcheng looked at Dongfang Wuya's lifeless face, and slowly raised his eyelids to look at Bai Yaodao.

"The primer of medicine is phoenix blood." Bai Yao touched his beard, only the phoenix fire in the phoenix blood could completely wash away the crazy blood in Dongfang Wuya's body.

Coupled with the water of memory, you can wake up the memories of the boundless East, and you can be worry-free.

Feng Chengcheng nodded, no matter what, she would definitely get the phoenix blood.

At this moment, Feng Qingcheng only felt a slight throbbing pain in his lower abdomen, and his forehead was full of sweat.

Bai Yao hurriedly took out a pill and handed it to Feng Chengcheng and said, "After a long journey, the little guy in the belly has begun to resist, you can rest for a few days before leaving." ”

Feng Qingcheng nodded and sat down on the edge of Dongfang Wuya's bed.

Seeing this, Bai Yao also walked out and closed the door, since he promised Feng Chengcheng to save Dongfang Wuya, he also had to start preparing.

Feng Chengcheng gently held Dongfang Wuya's hand, gently covered his lower abdomen, and said in a slightly soft tone: "Wuya, you touch it, he has grown up a little." ”

As soon as he put Dongfang Wuya's hand on his lower abdomen, the stinging pain disappeared.

The corners of Feng Qingcheng's mouth were slightly hooked, and he held Dongfang Wuyan's well-defined, but slightly cold hand and said: "Look at your son, you won't make trouble when you touch him." ”

The person on the bed did not respond in the slightest, and even breathed very slowly, even weakly.

Feng Chengcheng's eyes were slightly sour, but he encouraged himself in his heart: As long as there is phoenix blood, Dongfang Wuyi will be saved.

Although he is constantly encouraging himself to be strong, the weakest point in his heart still makes Feng Chengcheng a little sleepy.

Feng Chengcheng is pregnant again, Bai Yao really doesn't worry about her going alone, don't get the phoenix blood when the time comes, and take a corpse with two lives.

So I discussed with Feng Chengcheng and asked Bai Jing and Bai Ye to accompany her, there would be no problem in this city.

Feng Chengcheng, who has always been stubborn, also agreed, after all, this time it is related to the life of Dongfang Wuyan.

The only thing in this world that can't be joked about is the life of the East Boundless.

Feng Qingcheng glanced at the white and vast snow mountains in front of him, there were really many snow mountains in this Demon Star Domain, but this snow mountain was definitely not the one on the top of the snow mountain.

After crossing the snow-capped mountains, there is an ice field, and when you come to the ice field, you will find a plane forest.

The phoenix perches on the sycamore, where there is a trace of the phoenix.

In the cold wind, the snow under his feet made a creaking sound, Bai Ye and Bai Jing followed behind Feng Tingcheng, and Feng Tingcheng looked at him without a sound.

Bai Ye and Bai Jing glanced at each other, their eyes were helpless, but no one dared to persuade Feng Qingcheng.

Bai Ye slowly stepped forward and took out a cloak, gently draped it on Feng Chengcheng's body and said slowly: "Madam, be careful of your body." ”