There was a sudden pain from the wound in her chest.

On her back, the carcass of the Blackhorned Eagle was heavy.

In her heart, it is satisfaction.

I can relate to this.

She fought with the Black Horned Eagle, not about winning or losing, only about wishes, which was a wish to prepare a high-grade treasure medicine for Zhe's most important first baptism.

- Hachi.

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After the battle with the Black Horned Eagle, with the last trace of strength, he walked crookedly to the door of the main hall and fell down.

Moments before the fainting passed, he called softly with a divine thought: "Zhe, I'm back." ”

......

When I woke up again, there was a little bird with golden feathers lying next to the pillow, surrounded by golden light, and its black eyes flashed with unruliness.

"The deity, the way it looks now, is it good-looking?"

Huh?

I saw that the little bird, with a flick of its wings, two golden rays of light and rain scattered, and the golden sharp horns between the foreheads were as bright as gold, and there were still two whiskers curled back behind the seven tail wings.

Seeing that the song was silent, Zhe showed a little shame: "Don't you know......?" Just broke through. ”

Nege was expressionless, and Zhe finally couldn't help but cry out bitterly: "Do you think that the current appearance of the deity is not as good as an egg?"

The song didn't hold back, grinning at the corners of his mouth to show his white fox teeth, and smiled. Zhe's voice was extremely poignant: "How dare you ...... Teasing the deity!"

......

After waking up, the song was powerless to take on a human form, and the soft brocade was covered with the weak fox. After talking to Zhe for a while, he fell asleep again.

Although I didn't see Zhe's baptism, I was finally relieved.

It's just that he didn't know it, Zhe only said a rough idea of the baptism, and deliberately omitted many things.

......

After the song came back from injury, his life was already in danger, Zhe didn't know how Xuan Moli learned the news, and he didn't know where he rushed back.

When Xuan Mo breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the singing room, the sun was raging.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the sky.

Zhe, who was standing on the pear branch in front of the house, asked, "What's the song?"

Xuan Mo responded: "I haven't woken up yet, it's almost there." ”

Zhe couldn't hold back: "Are you satisfied now?"

Xuan Moli's eyes were filled with an incomprehensible smile: "Oh?"

Zhe Yan: "Baptism." ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

"How could you not know that Kunpeng is a descendant of the ancient gods and birds, and does not need to be baptized. ”

Xuan Moli tugged at the corners of his mouth, and didn't reply and asked: "What about you, why don't you tell the song, you can break through without baptism?"

"Since you know that I am a god, you will know what God represents. Xuan Moli turned around lightly, "God, on behalf of giving." ”

Xuan Moli looked back, and there was a killing intent in his eyes, but he was quickly suppressed, and said softly: "Don't speculate anymore, prepare for the baptism, the process will be very painful, bear with it." ”

Two days later, it was the "baptism day" of Xuan Mo's mouth.

In the past two days, Zhe thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand why Xuan Moli would "value" baptism, and what was his so-called "endowment"?

Zhe also couldn't imagine that the origin of the killing intent in Xuan Moli's eyes was because he didn't expect that Nege would risk his own life to challenge the Black Horned Eagle because Zhe's baptism needed a treasure medicine, and he, like Zhe, blamed the other party for being so seriously injured this time.

Zhe was taken to a void by Xuan Moli, chaotic and foggy.

But in the center of this void land, there is a copper-colored giant tripod, even if it is covered with a little dust, Zhe can recognize this tripod.

Looking closely at the tripod pattern, you can see that the world is beginning to open, and a green lotus is blooming towards the sun.

"Are you?" Before Zhe could finish speaking, Xuan Moli nodded.

"No, the song is a demon god, I will believe it?" Zhe snorted coldly.

Xuan Moli raised his eyes slightly: "You have too many questions." ”

"Go ahead. Xuan Moli waved his hand, and Zhe was in the ding.

In Dingzhong, the medicinal soup is boiled by the spirit plant above 10,000 years.

The smell is varied.

Not a little while.

"Phew-"

"Whew-"

"Hum—"

"Roar—"

"Whew-"

Zhe heard the roars of countless descendants of ancient rare birds and beasts in the Ding, and the sound was shocking, such as in the ears, terrifying, terrifying.

In Dingzhong, the medicine is the blood of the refining of many treasures.

And in the past few days when Xuan Mo has been gone, he has searched all over the world to prepare for these.

......

A burst of pain, like ten thousand Gu eroding bones.

You can also feel that the treasure medicine and the blood of the descendants of rare birds and beasts are gradually melting each other, and the essence that has been melted is seeping into the eggshell bit by bit.

Zhe endures.

Xu is the only pain that can resolve the guilt in Zhe's heart.

I'm sorry, the song.

Buddha-figure ...... The original intention was to see why Xuan Moli was "baptized".

Unexpectedly, you would add a treasure to the baptism of the deity and go to fight the black-horned eagle.

Buddha-figure ...... Self-righteous.

......

Xuan Moli in front of Yu Ding raised his eyebrows. Oh, it hurts so much, and you don't scream?

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