Chapter 1277: [Great Broken Crystal Man] (25)
Chi Yan and Huang Xiaoxiao gasped, glanced at each other, and then swept their bodies, and the two of them leaped high like big birds, running in the direction of Feng Yuxiao.
Daylight's figure fell down, and a fluffy, thick and powerful arm supported him from behind, it was Tusky.
Even the most demanding comrade-in-arms can now only smile with emotion and encouragement to the day.
I have to say that Daylight is really doing too well, too good, and the strength of General Crystal is obvious to all, and it is theoretically difficult to compete with it with Daylight's strength.
However, Daylight has stubbornly resisted General Crystal for so long, and if he hadn't blocked General Crystal at the most dangerous time, I'm afraid the current outcome would be even more unknown.
Fengbei took Bai Tian with pity and soothed those pains for him with his tenderness.
Huang Xiaoxiao and Chiyan fell from the sky, and when they looked at the scarred day, a sad look appeared in their eyes.
The three of them have always regarded Bai Xi as their own son, and now that he is so seriously injured, anyone who sees it will be sad.
A gust of fragrant wind stirred, and the wind whispered with a dazed and helpless stoppage in front of the day.
At this time, the day was completely faint, the blood on his body stained its black armor even darker, and the armor made of dark iron that he didn't know was covered with terrible scars, and his chest was even completely dented.
His face looked extremely terrifying, pale and weak, with several rolled wounds in between, and he looked extremely hideous and terrifying.
Feng Yujiao squatted down quietly, looking at the day in Feng Bei's arms, her heart didn't know why an indescribable emotion was churning.
In the past, when Feng Yujiao experimented with those little monsters, or joked with ordinary people, and accidentally hurt others, although he would feel guilty, he would not have this kind of heartfelt sadness.
Looking at the injuries on Bai Tian's body, Feng Yujiao felt even more sad than having such a serious injury on his body.
A feeling of empathy hit her nerves, causing her to feel a twitch.
Just now on the battlefield, the expression of the day that desperately did not give in a step echoed in Feng Yujiao's mind, that momentum of fighting, that kind of indomitable spirit, Feng Yujiao is only seen in this life.
"Ahem!" Bai Bai in Feng Bei's arms coughed lightly, then opened his eyes, glanced around at everyone's eyes, and then looked at Feng Yujiao fixedly.
"You, ahem, did you succeed?" Daylight's question woke Feng Yujiao, and she didn't answer, her eyes became red, she fingered a little, and the things in the space ring were thrown out by her one by one, piles of magic crystals, a large number of beautiful clothes, and strange magic props unique to the Cold Wind Temple.
Feng Yujiao quickly looked for something among the mountain-like items, and after a while, she turned out a large number of bottles and cans, and after carefully looking at the labels on them, Feng Yujiao took a bottle of medicinal powder and a bottle of Jindan.
Almost opening the bow left and right, Feng Yujiao gently picked the scalpel, first picked off the armor of the day, and the medicine powder poured on him as if he didn't want money. At the same time, she poured out four or five bottles of Jin Dan and casually stuffed them into Bai Tian's mouth.