Huang Qing's heart was very distressed, he reached out and gently hugged the emperor phoenix in his arms, the first time he was so gentle, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a touch of coldness.

In the world, no one can touch half of her son's hair!

His hand landed on Emperor Huang's fleshy little face, and the spiritual power of his fingertips soaked into his body, repairing the damage he had just caused on him because she wanted to destroy the Nether Ghost Moon.

Emperor Huang only felt sleepy, and in less than a moment, he slowly fell asleep in Huang's arms.

"The situation of Emperor Huang is very bad." Huang Qingwan had just covered the quilt for Emperor Huang, and the voice of Emperor Wuxian was as light as the wind came from behind him.

He was dressed in a pale robe, standing on the peach blossom tree outside the house with his hands in his hands, his hair and slightly thin shoulders were full of peach blossoms, and behind him was the warm orange morning sun.

Mo Mi is not asleep, and he can't come out yet.

Huang glanced back at him, and after a long time, he said, "I won't let him be in the slightest danger." ”

"Netherworld Ghost Moon, the power of connection is so great, if you hurt it, Ghost Moon will devour all the damage to the Emperor Phoenix, I have never encountered such a situation."

Emperor Wuxian said, and walked in slowly, he was much thinner than before, a pair of dark golden eyes, long gone, even if Huang Qingwan brought him the Bright-Eyed Dragon Grass, it was still useless.

His world was dark, and the only ray of light would never be bright for him.

"I owe this kid so much." Huang Qingwan sighed rarely, and was silent for a long time.

"The world owes you more." Emperor Wuxian walked up to her, groped his body and sat down, and reached out two more fingers and touched Emperor Huang's arm.

After a long time, he said, "I have lived for more than 20,000 years, but I have heard the legend of the Ghost Moon, once the Emperor Phoenix is controlled by it, it will fall into a place of no return, and there is no way to cut off the connection-"

Speaking of this, Emperor Wuxian stopped talking again, and Huang Qingwan was still waiting for his next words, but he was silent again.

"Don't worry, I won't let him have an accident." It took a long time for the emperor to spit out a sentence.

He knows much more things than the phoenix, anyway, his body is already dying, so let him do the last thing for their mother and son in the last days of his life.

"Light pull, Lingfo Mountain in the Western Holy Continent, there is a supreme Buddha treasure, called the First Buddha Relic, if you can bring that thing, perhaps, with the supreme Dharma, you can resolve the resentment of the ghost moon, so as to cut off the connection between the ghost moon and the emperor phoenix-" When the sky was bright, Emperor Wuxian finally said something useful.

"It's just that Emperor Huang's current situation is not suitable for a long journey, you can rest assured that he will stay here, and I will take good care of him."

"Oh, by the way, the Nether Ghost Moon has a deep connection with him, and he can't leave within a mile of the Emperor Phoenix, otherwise he will be extremely uncomfortable-" Emperor Wuxian said, and reached out to probe the Emperor Phoenix's forehead again, it was a little hot, and it seemed that the situation was really bad.

"Is that so?" Huang Qingwan has always believed in Emperor Wuxie, even if he faintly felt a little strange at this time, he still didn't suspect anything.

She had originally planned to suppress the Nightmare Killing Suppression in the thatched pit of Lingfo Mountain, but when she heard the innocent rumor that there were any ancestral Buddha relics there, a wave of hope suddenly rose in her heart.