An indescribable pain burned in his heart, and now when Yang Long witnessed the withering of life, he knew that the meaning of each individual life contained too much, too much. The flames burned Yang Long's eyes, and he didn't care about the amount of essence blood that was being consumed in large quantities. Compared to the girl who is about to fall, he is much happier.

The inside of the medicine pod had become a pool of blood-red liquid, and a very pale little hand trembled and leaned against the pod, and a trace of blood was flowing out of the pale little hand, staining the entire pod. Yang Long stopped it, but the girl's stubbornness was beyond his imagination, and it was impossible for the heart that had already made up his mind to turn back.

Yang Long just watched the blood spread from the end of the Ding to the mouth of the Ding, watching the girl's face turn white little by little, Yang Long controlled the flame and trembled slightly, it was his heart trembling. Just because of the girl's pure heart, just because of the girl's lifelong wish, she gave up everything, and even put down her future, just for her sister, the dearest person. This love is too heavy, and the two lives on its shoulders make Yang Long dare not be distracted at all. No matter how much blood he pays, after all, he can still cultivate back, but this girl in front of him, that kind of dedication is a lifetime, how can he be worth one-ten-thousandth of others?

Yang Long asked himself if he couldn't do it, the girl's perseverance was beyond the scope of normal people, and even Yang Long sighed to himself.

Blood was boiling in the ding, and countless bubbles rolled out, looking a little weird. As for those strange herbs, they had all dissolved together, and the bright red medicine pod was gradually wrapped in a cloud of scarlet blood. No matter how quickly the snowflakes drifted, before they got close to the three feet of the medicine pod, they would be melted by the high temperature and there was nothing left.

To be honest, Yang Long didn't know that the flame he refined would have such a terrifying temperature, but this was a rare good thing for Yang Long. As Yang Long gradually became more and more proficient in controlling the flames, Yang Long found that the blood energy he was consuming was gradually decreasing.

This is also the reason why the Yang Dragon is gradually supported, otherwise it will be consumed like this, even the physique of the Holy Demon will be exhausted. The amount of blood required for this flame to burn is a bit terrifying, and a thumb-sized cloud of blood will burn for less than three minutes at most. This speed was much faster than Yang Long had imagined, but when he compared it with the girl, all the expressions on his face had disappeared.

A slight sound of "poof" came from not far away, and Yang Long didn't know why there was an unspeakable grief and indignation in his heart. The little pale hand was no longer able to support it, and it fell into the white snow, a small amount of blood was still left, and a red red flower was printed in the snow, dazzling and dazzling.

The girl hugged her sister, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the tips of her messy hair floated in the wind, with a strange sense of agility. The next moment, the girl also fell beside her sister, knowing that her mission had been accomplished.

At this moment, Yang Long didn't have time to distract at all, because the regulation of the flames was also very important. As this little hand slid down, the situation in the Ding furnace also reached *.

All the blood gathered in just a moment as the little hand slid down, as if it was another way of life, and countless branches of blood began to disperse from the purple-red liquid. The fact that blood could begin to change on its own was something that Yang Long did not expect.

But this was not the end of it, after the blood dispersed, countless branches and leaves slowly dispersed from the gathered blood. Yang Long looked at this magical scene in surprise, and the next moment, he actually saw a blood-colored lotus bloom in the Ding Furnace. The veins and petals of the lotus flower are clear and distinct, and they are condensed by countless blood.

This is not what Yang Long was shocked, what stunned Yang Long the most was that this lotus flower actually began to float on its own. Although Yang Long had heard Whitebeard say that some anti-heaven pills would escape on their own, and even some alchemists had their own set of earth-shattering abilities, he had never heard that the pills refined by a mortal would actually reach that realm.

The lotus flower gradually flew out of the Ding Furnace, and at this moment, Yang Long was at a loss at all, this was the first time he had encountered this situation. Yang Long originally thought that this lotus flower would run away on its own, and in this way, Bamboo Dragonfly's sister would probably be angry when she went to the underworld.

Yang Long's face was also a little white at the moment, after all, he had consumed too much just now. He squatted on the ground, gasping for breath, and now even if this blood lotus escaped, it was estimated that Yang Long would not have the ability to catch it.

However, fortunately, the blood lotus did not fly away, it continued to fly around the girl's body, as if it was attached to something. But the girl who slept in the past will never come back to life, Yang Long doesn't even know her name, but he knows that Bamboo Dragonfly has a good sister who treats her sincerely.

After flying for a while, the blood lotus stopped in front of the bamboo dragonfly. Yang Long didn't bother with all this, after all, it was already very surprising that Blood Lotus was looking for a target on its own.

When the blood lotus lingered for a while, the corners of the bamboo dragonfly's eyebrows furrowed again, and even the little hands began to grasp something in the air, like climbing on a life-saving straw, and his face was very nervous and pale.

But at this moment, as if it had found its true owner, the blood lotus directly began to shrink at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and the blood lotus that was originally the size of a normal lotus flower instantly became the size of a fingernail. After the lotus flower became smaller, it immediately drilled into the center of the bamboo dragonfly's eyebrows, and since then, the bamboo dragonfly's eyebrows have a strange lotus print.

Yang Long doesn't express any opinion on all this, this kind of magical thing, Yang Long has not seen one or two piles. Next, what he has to face is the key, and that is how he is going to tell Bamboo Dragonfly about her sister.

Bamboo Dragonfly's sister has repeatedly entrusted Yang Long to help her take good care of this girl. At this moment, Yang Long couldn't help but sigh secretly, he was about to become a nursery here. Uncle Niu's daughter, the bamboo dragonfly in front of him, and even Uncle Lei's daughter are all objects he has to take care of. Yes, Yang Long can directly retire and go back to establish a harem.

Laughing and laughing, but how to explain to this little girl is the most troublesome. Yang Long stared at the bamboo dragonfly's face that gradually calmed down with a wry smile, how to explain it or wait for this little girl to wake up and think about it! Now he also felt an unusually tired tiredness sweeping over, I don't know if it was because of the excessive blood consumption just now, Yang Long put away the medicine pod with the storage bag and began to nap.

It's just that this storage bag is much more magical than Yang Long imagined, Yang Long just took this medicine tripod according to his own will, but he didn't expect this storage bag to produce a suction force by itself, and directly sucked the medicine tripod on the ground into it, effortlessly.

As for the girl not far away, Yang Long could only sigh secretly. He didn't pay attention to these things, his eyes sank, and he fell asleep directly, after all, this consumption was too great, if it weren't for his low strength and the fire element contained in his blood was too small, the blood qi consumed at that time would not be so much.

However, what made Yang Long thankful was that his cultivation did not consume blood qi and fall, which was also what made him feel at ease. However, this peace of mind was more ashamed than that of the two sisters.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Long woke up from his deep sleep, he rubbed his eyes that were a little red. looked at it, but was frightened by the scene in front of him.

A pair of extremely cold eyes were staring at him from three meters away, and the owner of those eyes was holding a cold corpse in one hand and a long sword in the other, which was aimed at Yang Long's neck.

There was no color in the eyes of the bamboo dragonfly, and there was no joy or sorrow on the face. She said coldly to Yang Long: "Honestly explain what happened, otherwise you won't see the sun tomorrow." ”

Yang Long stared at the long sword across his neck, and his face became very ugly. He looked at the bamboo dragonfly embarrassedly and smiled: "Let's have something to say, you always put down the sword first." ”

Bamboo Dragonfly's face did not change in the slightest, she still had that very cold face, looked at Yang Long and spit out a word coldly: "Say." ”

Yang Long could clearly feel the terrifying murderous aura coming from this chick at this time, and the more he couldn't see the expression on this guy's face, the more unsettled his heart became. It wasn't even difficult for him to imagine that if he spit out a wrong word, the sword could move his head at any time.

Looking at the somewhat haggard face, Yang Long sighed softly. Then he took out the palm-sized storage bag from his arms, and the small and delicate embroidery made the bamboo dragonfly's face change. Yang Long could even see that the bloodshot spots in the corners of the little girl's eyes were coming out little by little, but she couldn't hold back her tears and didn't let herself cry.

Seeing this scene, the bamboo dragonfly hugged her sister in her arms tighter, she actually knew her sister's strangeness, and the gradually cooling body had already told her everything, but she didn't want to admit it.

"This is what your sister entrusted me to give you. After saying this, Yang Long didn't speak again, because he knew that what the bamboo girl needed now was just a transition period.

The sword trembled on Yang Long's neck, and he looked at the stubborn little girl in front of him who had been clenching her teeth, trying to make herself laugh, but this smile was extremely bleak.

Yang Long felt a faint pain in his heart, he had also compromised with fate, and he had also wanted to hold fate in his own hands, but he realized how naïve he was. Looking at the girl in front of him, Yang Long didn't know how to comfort him, because this was not something that could be persuaded in one or two sentences.

"Cry!" Yang Long looked at the girl in front of him with pity and said simply.