"You. Can you save him......" An old voice slowly came from the depths of this dragon domain and fell into the woman's ears.

The woman's body shuddered.

"He's not dead, but he's dead, you need to find and catch the remnants of his Genshin portrait, I can teach you a way, maybe ...... You can revive him.

It's just that this method comes at a slight cost. The voice grew weaker, as if it had never been there.

But his words made Min'er's eyes glow with bright joy, she nodded lightly, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and quickly searched in the outer area of this dragon domain, following the direction of the portrait just now.

Time passed quickly, an hour, two or even half a day.

In this corner, Min'er saw an ink portrait floating in a certain place, and she held the portrait in her arms without the slightest hesitation, and bloodshot tears dripped on this portrait.

With Ye Feng's portrait, Min'er gradually went away, went to a place where no one could find it, and went to a hidden place in the Dragon Domain.

At this moment, she no longer paid attention to and cared about those disputes, and was just thinking about how to wake up Ye Feng in her heart.

At this time, the battle of the demon clan came to a standstill after losing five demon generals, which also brought the dragon domain a little respite.

And they knew that the time was short, and they were afraid that they would not have too long a rest, although they learned the news of Ye Feng's return, but in the last few days, they found that he had disappeared again.

No one was too surprised by Ye Feng's actions, after all, it was not the first time he had disappeared, but Xiaohong and Cai'er were a little panicked in their hearts.

The main reason was because they felt that the faint connection with Ye Feng had become much stronger a few days ago, which meant that Ye Feng had returned.

But when they were healing, they had no time to meet Ye Feng, and after only a few days, the connection with Ye Feng disappeared mysteriously.

The territory of the Dragon Domain is very vast, and the endless ocean alone occupies most of it, and the fierce battle between the two brothers Ye Feng and Li Yuanji at the beginning has certainly attracted the attention of many people, but they didn't pay much attention to it, after all, the casualties are too heavy, and they have to deal with the next invasion of the demon clan.

At this moment, in the vast South China Sea, there is a small island, the radius is only ten miles away, in this South China Sea is very small, I am afraid that no one will find this place.

Min'er sat next to the stump of the island, her face was bloodless, and her miserable face would definitely feel distressed if she was seen by others.

Ye Feng fell asleep completely, and as soon as he showed his edge, he encountered a peerless strong enemy, and after all the vitality and all the yuan power were lost, he turned into an ink color map.

The person in the painting has no color at all, but his handsome side face and delicate facial features can be recognized at a glance as Ye Feng.

If time is the medicine that heals the wounds, and what Ye Feng lacks at this moment is that the passage of time is also equivalent to vitality.

The old man who was suppressed in the Canglong Temple taught Min'er a way to revive Ye Feng.

Ye Feng has lost his mind and vitality, if he wants to awaken him from this portrait, he must use the power of his soul to render this original black and white pattern into a colorful appearance.

This is the only way, Min'er didn't think about it, so she borrowed the special brush given to her by the old man to paint this picture that belonged to Ye Feng.

This pen has a special name, called Snatching Soul, as the name suggests, it can extract the power of the soul, with the help of the special power of Snatching Soul.

Min'er extracted the power of her soul forcefully, and at a slow speed she restored Ye Feng's already lost vitality.

Time passed very slowly, but Min'er's expression was unusually pale, like a clean white paper, and the blood vessels on its surface were almost visible to the naked eye.

"No matter how many years go by, I will always stand at the starting point, waiting for your return to complete our agreement......"

The corners of Min'er's mouth were drawn with a faint smile, but it looked so desolate.

Ye Feng's portrait was no longer as monotonous as before, but had a touch of goldenness after countless infusions of soul power.

This is a long process, with the extraction of the power of her own soul, Min'er's soul is getting weaker and weaker, and she is sick because of longing, and the pain of her heart suddenly explodes.

At first, Min'er was a little unbearable, but as time went on, she became numb to the pain.

Or soon, Ye Feng will be revived with the power of Min'er's soul, but this is something that no one can say, even the mysterious old man is only holding a posture of trying.

One worry and one joy are all on fire, and one glory and one withering are all dust.

It's all like a dream......

"Are you willing to fall, are you willing......"

The sound with a hint of the breath of age came from a distance, making Ye Feng's seriously injured and sleeping mind slowly recover.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Ye Feng's mind was slightly confused, he only remembered that when he was fighting with Li Yuanji, he inadvertently entered the Undead Sword.

Ye Feng didn't expect that the internal space of the Undead Sword would be so vast, and he couldn't see the end at a glance, and the surroundings were densely covered with all kinds of illusory soul-like afterimages.

In these afterimages, Ye Feng encountered a familiar aura, it was none other than his partner who had been with Ye Feng for a long time, Sword Spirit.

Seeing his appearance like an ice sculpture, Ye Feng was slightly stunned in his heart, and used his divine sense to communicate with him.

However, Ye Feng's divine sense was like a stone sinking into the sea, and he did not receive any reaction from the sword spirit.

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly realized that the sword spirit was asleep, and it would take a long time to recover, and after he took a few deep looks, he paced forward.

The fog here is very thick, so thick that it is even a foot away, and you can't see the slightest trace of him, and even the breath can be deeply concealed.

Ye Feng shuttled through and felt the difference in the mist.

But instead of focusing too much on the fog, he moved quickly, hoping to find a way out through the endless sea of fog.

The originally weak soul somehow recovered after a period of time, and Ye Feng's soul also had a little more color, if he was given a certain amount of time, he should be able to recover as before.

Ye Feng followed the breath of the years, but after he had been moving forward for a long time, he still didn't find anyone.

A year, or even more time has passed, in the space of this undead sword, there is no concept of time, and just when Ye Feng was in confusion, that voice sounded again.

"I want eternity because I am alive, and I want to live forever because I die, if I give you a chance to live forever, can you give up everything......