- Yes, Feng Chu smiled knowingly.

The 'ruthless' man in front of him can even give up his life for the sake of this woman, and he is Feng Chu, and his status is incomparable.

And he does not care, because he cannot count.

Just like Qing Wei is the lifeblood of the phoenix dove, and the phoenix dove is the top of his heart.

What can he do? How dare he care.

Feng Chu bowed, half-biting his lower lip, and said with a hint of hesitation: "It's out of danger, so it's okay for the time being." Just ......"

"Just what?!"

Feng Chu tried his best to slow down his tone, and said as if 'it's okay': "It's just...... She has no fox tendons, and her meridians and flesh have been closed......

- She, already abolished. ”

Hearing this, although it was expected, Feng Jiu was also very annoyed, he pinched his thigh, and said angrily: "Without muscles, she can't even walk, how can you let her be such an arrogant woman!" ”

"Don't worry...... Feng Chu lowered his head, his voice was very weak, "I have already poured the blood of my heart into her, after all, the effect of Feng blood is not bad in terms of healing......"

"—Aren't you !!?"

Feng Gu couldn't imagine that Feng Chu would make such a crazy move!

He said it so lightly that he almost forgot how much Feng Chu hurt in the enchantment!!

Feng Chu, as a white phoenix, is not like the fire phoenix of the phoenix, Feng Chu's flesh and blood can live the flesh and bones of the dead, but the blood in the heart will not be recreated after being injured.

Once the stream dries up, death awaits him.

Therefore, although Feng Chu, as the son of the strongest bloodline of the Feng clan, enjoys all the glory, everything he has since he was born is destined to be sacrificed for others.

Maybe it was in the Great War of the Six Realms, cutting flesh and bleeding blood to feed the clansmen.

Or maybe it's a sacrifice of one's own flesh to form the last barrier.

- Since he knew that he would die sooner or later, he had been living so arrogantly.

He didn't become a phoenix monarch, and this blood also flowed with the sense of mission of the phoenix clan.

In those years, the elders strongly admired Feng Chu to sit on the throne of Feng Jun, but it was just to give him a reason to sacrifice when he was needed in the future.

He knew, but he didn't say it.

There are not many phoenixes in the fairy world, and the number of phoenixes is far less than the number of dragons.

And a rare bloodline like Feng Chu seems to be noble, but in fact......

- I don't know how many people want to catch him, skin him and cramp and drink blood!

So many times, Feng Chu is not in Xiantong Forest.

He didn't want to get into trouble.

Feng Chu evoked a smile that charmed all beings, picked up Feng Jiu's chin and said with a smile: "Yo, Xiao Jiujiu still knows that he feels sorry for others." Instead of talking about it, let's ...... tonight."

Feng Jiu slapped Feng Chu's hand away, and glared angrily: "Don't be presumptuous!" ”

…… Don't be presumptuous.

Feng Chu smiled slightly, like a scoundrel, patted the clothes on his body, and sniffed lowly: "Ah...... It stinks, it smells terrible. ”

He looked at his clothes with sorrow and annoyance, sighed, and said, and stole the thief's hand on the phoenix.

In an instant, Feng Jiu's cleanliness habit flare up again, jumping out of three meters away like an electric shock, staring at Feng Chu vigilantly: "Don't touch your dirty hands on this immortal monarch!" ”

Feng Chu shrugged indifferently:

"That person went to the Immortal Pond Palace? Xiao Jiujiu, if you really have a trace of guilt, people are waiting in the Xianchi Palace-oops! What are you doing! ”

Without waiting for Feng Chu to react, Feng Jiu directly pushed him out and quickly closed the door, his movements were clean and neat.