"Windy!" casually gave the blood-stained long whip to a surviving deputy commander in the Jun family's army, and as soon as Jun Yunqing turned around, he saw the scene of Feng Yan vomiting blood, and ran to him on tiptoe.

"How are you? How can you vomit blood? Is it where it hurts? She looked anxious, and reached out to grab his wrist, but was avoided by the wind.

"Ahem...... It's okay. Feng Yan was reluctant to let Jun Yunqing know his physical condition at the moment.

The cold qi in his body had completely exploded, invading his heart and lungs, and there was not much time to support. He didn't want Jun Yunqing to feel guilty when he found out. Saving the old man was originally his own volition.

"How can you be okay if you vomit blood?" Jun Yunqing didn't believe him, his hand stretched out as fast as lightning, and grabbed his wrist that was retracted into his sleeve.

"Don't!"

As soon as Feng Yan screamed, an extremely cold force spread along Jun Yunqing's fingertips to his arm, and the latter was unmoved, and directly used Xuan Qi to block that force at his elbow and concentrate on taking the pulse.

Feng Yan sighed softly and closed his eyes, "It's just that the cold air invades the heart and lungs, and sooner or later there will be a day." I don't regret it at all. ”

I don't regret meeting you, I don't regret taking care of this idle matter.

Since I was a child, I knew that I might not live long, so when I talked about death, my tone was very calm and indifferent. It seems that what he said was just a very ordinary thing, not his own life.

"You're going to be fine!" Jun Yunqing withdrew his hand and said word by word.

She took out a bottle of 10,000-year-old stone heart chalcedony liquid from the white hosta, and was about to feed it to Feng Yan, but he stopped her.

"It's useless." Feng Yan wrapped his hand around the hem of his sleeve, put it on the back of her hand, and pushed the bottle of 10,000-year-old stone heart chalcedony liquid out.

He smiled with a pale face, gentle and noble, "I have already drunk the 10,000-year-old stone heart chalcedony liquid you gave me, and it is useless." Although it can temporarily protect the heart, there is no way to expel the cold qi that has invaded, and when the medicine has passed, it will still be the same. You keep it. ”

How domineering the cold qi in his own body is, the wind is very clear, as long as the cold qi of the heart and lungs is not removed, no matter how much he holds on, he will not be able to last long.

What a precious treasure is the 10,000-year-old chalcedony liquid? I'm afraid that Jun Yunqing doesn't have much, so he can't waste it on him.

"I've got so many good things! I don't need you to save me for me! Jun Yunqing felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and fed him a sip forcefully, and then took five bottles of 10,000-year-old stone heart chalcedony liquid from the white hosta, together with the bottle in his hand, handed it to the Beihan guards beside him, and explained, "Look at your highness, and find that he has signs of coughing up blood, just feed him a sip!" ”

"Windy!" Jun Yunqing lowered his head and looked at the handsome and pale young man leaning on the bluestone, "I will definitely save you!" I'm still waiting for you to completely fuse the cold qi in the future, awaken the Dao body, and be my backer! So, you have to hold on! Don't give up! ”

She said, clenching her hand.

Facing her serious and firm eyes, Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, nodded slowly, and said softly: "Okay." ”

"Old Dragon! Come out! Let people send Feng Yan to the nearby small city to settle, Jun Yunqing called the old dragon again and again in his head, and seeing that no one answered, he took out the Qinglian Mingyin piano and knocked on it with his fingers, "Old dragon!" ”

In the middle of the night, just when Jun Yunqing was about to lose his patience, Ao Sheng's voice came out very weakly, "Girl, I'm here." ”

"What's going on? Your voice is so weak? ”

"Don't mention it." Speaking of this Ao Sheng's belly, I don't know how to do it, his voice suddenly couldn't come out of Qinglian Mingyinqin! I can't get out by myself, I can suffocate it these days! I don't know if it's the broken piano and tidying up again! There's still a lot to be done! You can't get rid of it anywhere!

Not wanting to mention his own troubles, Ao Sheng asked, "By the way, what are you looking for me?" ”

Jun Yunqing told it about the cold situation and asked, "Is there a way to save it?" ”

"The chill is in your heart?" Ao Sheng was taken aback, "Then it's troublesome!" There is only one way to save him, and that is to find someone to inject his own Xuan Qi into his body and help him force out the cold qi in his heart and lungs! But the cold qi in his body is so powerful, and he is a mutated Dao body, at least he has to be shot by a strong person above the peak Xuan King. ”

"Peak Xuan King." Jun Yunqing muttered and repeated, clenched his fists under his sleeves, and said in a difficult tone, "I remember you said that there is no powerhouse of this level in the Tianyan Continent?" ”

Sheng sighed, he knew that when he said this, it meant telling her that Feng Yan was hopeless.

But this is the case, in the Tianyan Continent, there are indeed no powerhouses at the peak of the Xuanwang Realm, but there are some high-level Xuanwangs.

"How can this be...... "Feng Yan will die?" Jun Yunqing couldn't accept this! Peak Xuan Wang ...... Peak Xuan King! Suddenly, a figure crossed her mind, "No! The wind is still saved! ”

If it's that person, that ghost-faced man in black might be able to save the wind!

"And saved? Who can save him? Ao Sheng asked in surprise. Could it be that after its death, a peak Xuanwang powerhouse appeared in the Tianyan Continent?

Jun Yunqing shook his head and didn't speak.

She didn't know if that ghost-faced man in black was a peak Xuan King, but at least he was also a high-level Xuan King! When he helped himself connect the meridians, the technique of Xuan Qi manipulation was perfect, if it was him, even if he was not the peak Xuan King, he should be able to save the wind!

Thinking about Jun Yunqing, his heart was relieved.

As long as there is hope, as for how to find the ghost-faced man...... The other party must have been paying attention to her every time she appeared when she was in danger, although she didn't know why, it shouldn't be difficult for her to find him!

Before that, she had to settle accounts with Emperor Dongyan and the Ling family!

If it weren't for them, the Jun family wouldn't have suffered this catastrophe, and the wind would have been fine!

Blood debt and blood repayment! She won't let them go!

Thinking of Jun Yunqing's pretty face, her starry eyes were full of anger, and she raised her hand and slapped it heavily on the mountain wall on the side!

Silently, her hand sank into the stone wall several feet deep, and a perfect handprint, as if she was born to grow on the stone wall, was set on the stone wall!

A thick aura emanated from Jun Yunqing's body, and her figure flashed and appeared in front of Jun Feibai and Old Man Jun.

"Grandpa, little uncle, let's go! Go back and destroy the Ling family! "The teleportation array leading to the Cloud Tilting Heavenly Palace has been completed, and Jun Yunqing is not worried that Emperor Dongyan will threaten himself with the safety of the Jun family again!

Today, she is going to return to Yanyang City and wash the palace in blood!

"Good!" Old Man Jun opened his eyes and shouted, "Go!" ”

Jun Yunqing couldn't take two people alone, but fortunately, the eighteenth night came, and after settling the surviving elite of the Jun family's army, the group flew to Yanyang City!

By the way, there is also Princess Lianxin, whose whole body is as soft as flesh, Jun Yunqing fed her a Lingxin Pill, hanging her life from death, and flew to Yanyang City by Night Eighteen!

Watching Jun Yunqing fly into the air with the Ten Thousand Flowers Flying Sound Array, Princess Lianxin's eyes widened, shocked and desperate.

She finally knew that a demon like Jun Yunqing was not something she could afford to provoke at all!

It's a pity that it's too late to regret it now!