"What's wrong?" Emperor Tian and Dongfang Saiyu put their palms on Zhuge Qingming's shoulders at the same time.

After a long time, Zhuge Qingming, who slowly exhaled a breath, said: "It seems that there are unknown changes in this war!"

"No, this war, there is no change!" As soon as Zhuge Qingming's words fell, a voice spoke, although it was faint, but it still clearly entered the ears of several people.

"Little Tianzi, you're awake!" Zhuge Qingming and the three of them came up and looked at Ji Fengtian, whose face was still a little pale.

"I only have a moment to go, and I'm about to fall into a deep sleep! However, Xiaobai will wake up soon, you can help me take care of it!" Ji Fengtian took out Xiaobai and put it on the head of the bed, this little guy has been sleeping for so long, and he hasn't woken up yet.

"If you have anything, just tell us and we'll hear it!" the three Emperor Tian asked.

"The evil clan doesn't have reinforcements, and in the same way, we don't either!" Ji Fengtian opened his mouth, glanced at Dongfang Saitama, and said, "I heard what you just said, Saitama is right, the enemy has strong reinforcements." However, there is one thing you can rest assured, that is, these people dare not make a move, otherwise, they will have to face, and it will also be the crazy revenge of some of our hidden monsters!"

After finishing speaking, Ji Fengtian closed his eyes again, and the gold, silver, red, black, and purple light on his body was once again flourishing. turned into a light cocoon and wrapped Ji Fengtian in it.

Zhuge Qingming and the others looked at Ji Fengtian who had fallen into a strange state, knowing that he was in a special situation caused by cultivation, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they also began to arrange a dense magic circle in this room.

When everything was arranged and the day had passed, several people breathed a sigh of relief and sat down.

However, before a few people could breathe a sigh of relief, a voice came from outside: "Zhuge Qingming, Brahma, is he awake?"

Hearing this, the three of them looked at each other and opened the door.

A figure as white as a lotus flower walked in, and when he saw Ji Fengtian lying on the bed, his face changed at first, he held back his tears, looked at Zhuge Qingming, and said, "Brahma, what's wrong?"

Zhuge Qingming shrugged his shoulders and comforted: "Don't worry, he's fine, but now he's in cultivation!"

Fan Jing breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Zhuge Qingming, and said, "You have all been here for a long time, it's time to go and rest, Brahma will leave it to me!"

Looking at Fan Jing's worried look, Zhuge Qingming nodded and said, "Since this is the case, the little son of heaven will be handed over to you!"

Stretching his waist, during this period of time, although Zhuge Qingming was not near the Blue Emperor City, he was not idle. But when the evil clan attacked, he organized men and horses to sneak attack the base camp of the evil clan, running back and forth, and he was already physically and mentally exhausted.

Now, the Demon He didn't dare to come over for a short time, and he also needed to take a good rest to prepare for the upcoming battle.

The same is true of Emperor Tian and Dongfang Saitama, at the beginning of the war, they ran all over the world, and now, there is finally a buffer time, and they also want to have a good rest. Seeing that someone was willing to take care of Ji Fengtian for them, they were also happy to be idle for a while, plus they were all injured, and if they didn't recover for a long time, they would also hurt themselves to a certain extent.

informed Fan Jing of the use of the formation, and Fan Jing didn't need to do anything at this time, just wait quietly for Ji Fengtian to wake up, so a few people left with confidence.

Seeing the backs of the three of them gradually disappearing, Fan Jing sat down slowly, did not enter the cultivation state, and looked at Ji Fengtian with his eyes stupid.

Time passed little by little, Fan Jing, who was sitting in front of the bed, seemed to be petrified, if it weren't for the reddish eye circles, Fan Jing's vital signs really couldn't be felt.

"Why are you a cultivator in the human realm!" Fan Jing was a little stupid, looking at the man in front of her, she didn't know why she liked this man, when they met for the first time, Fan Jing felt that Ji Fengtian was the person she had entrusted with her life. However, she never imagined that what she liked would be her enemy.

Recalling the first time I saw Ji Fengtian, this young man who pretended to be dumb, a young man who was as cunning as a fox, successfully deceived himself and others, if it wasn't for Dutong Mengya's action, I'm afraid no one would know his identity so far.

Although they haven't been together for a long time, Fan Jing cherishes this relationship very much, even if she comes to the human world for Ji Fengtian, she doesn't have any regrets. It's just, it's just......

Thinking of her current self, Fan Jing was in turmoil, and she didn't know how to choose.

Just yesterday, when Fan Jing was cultivating, a ray of light flew in and fell into Fan Jing's hands, and the originally quiet girl suddenly became very ugly. After a day of struggle, Fan Jing still made a choice and came here.

She didn't have a choice, not for her own life and death, but for the old man who had always been by her side, the man who was like her father. Qin Huan's letter came quickly, and the content was very simple, that is, to kill Ji Fengtian, otherwise, the old housekeeper would die in Huangquan.

Stretching out his hand, he stroked Ji Fengtian's cheek in the void, and the infatuation in his eyes could not be retreated, as if he wanted to imprint the figure in front of him fiercely in his soul, so as not to let himself have the slightest possibility of forgetting.

Time passed little by little, Fan Jing reluctantly retracted her gaze, her body was restrained, and she poked out her palm, which was as white as jade, pinned in the air.

The light in his hand flickered, and a fiery red lotus flower gathered in Fan Jing's hand, gradually condensing like a substantial lotus, containing violent energy, and the appearance looked like a red agate, crystal clear, which made people love it.

"I'm sorry!" Fan Jing muttered softly, looking at the unconscious young man in front of him, the reluctance in his eyes gradually converged, and his expression gradually became flattened.

At this moment, Fan Jing made a decision, the old housekeeper who was like his father couldn't die, and he had to rescue the old housekeeper.

She glanced at Ji Fengtian reluctantly again, and when she retracted her gaze, her eyes were already cold, and her palms slowly raised.