He was afraid that if he shook it, he would never be able to let go of it, and he couldn't let go of the attachment that had entangled countless years. The nail of Qinglong's index finger stretched violently, and it slashed through Leng Yue's palm hard, and Qinglong heard it, and heard the sound of his heart shrinking.

Leng Yuebei's teeth bit her lip. It hurts so much that I stiffen.

Mo Ran wanted to stand up, but he couldn't.

Leng Yue's eyes looked at Mo Ran comfortingly, soothing his emotions.

A green jade wine bottle flew out of Qinglong's cuffs, and in Leng Yue's surprised eyes, it carried the blood that Leng Yue flowed from the wound.

It's quiet. Everyone's eyes were on that drop, the drop of blood that dripped into the wine bottle. Everyone could even hear the light blinking of Leng Yue's eyelashes.

It seemed like a century long, and the obviously small wine bottle was filled with blood, but it took a very grinding time.

"That's it. The moment Qinglong let go of that hand, Leng Yue's palm returned to its original state. If it weren't for the paleness on her face, everyone would have thought it was just a dream.

Mo Ran held Leng Yue's hand tightly and asked her to sit beside her. I couldn't hide my worry in my eyes.

Qinglong's eyes shone slightly, and all his emotions were finally hidden under his eyelids.

"Qinglong, what else do I need to do?" Leng Yue spoke again. From holding her hand, she knew that Mo Ran was really in pain. Shivering in pain.

"No need. You have the purifying power of Nuwa Stone in your blood, and that's enough. Qinglong poured the blood from the wine bottle into the alchemy furnace that he had found at some point, "Qilin, borrow your Qilin fire." ”

Qinglong's index finger and thumb were tightly clasped, and the Qilin fire on the Qilin was borrowed by Qinglong. In the blazing unicorn fire, the alchemy furnace glowed with colorful light.

"Snow Eagle?" Leng Yue screamed bitterly, and the snow eagle passed out in a coma.

Everyone's scattered eyes slowly cleared up in Leng Yue's exclamation, but they couldn't do anything when they looked at the motionless Snow Eagle.

Leng Yue ran to Snow Eagle and hugged him into his arms, looking at Snow Eagle's increasingly pale little face and transparent silver hair in distress.

"Qinglong—" Leng Yue turned her head to look at the Qinglong who had never left the alchemy furnace.

"Yue'er, don't be noisy. The blue dragon's faint voice, "The green dragon is using his soul power to control the temperature of the fire. If you're not careful, you can fail. Then it's time to take your blood again. And we'll have to wait a little longer. ”

Leng Yue's face was afraid, and she lowered her head. No one could see the expression on her face. I only heard the sound of the water dripping onto the snow eagle.

"Alright. The Qilin Fire in the air was extinguished, and Qinglong took out more than a dozen red pills from the alchemy furnace with a pale face. One by one, it bounced into everyone's bodies, "You meditate and refine the medicinal power." ”

Leng Yue was pleased to see a faint red light on Xue Ying's body, repairing the pale and transparent silver hair on his face. The palm of his right hand was close to Xue Ying's chest, and now he could only help him refine his medicinal power by himself.

"Huh?" said Snow Eagle, moving and falling into a deep sleep.

"Hehe......" Leng Yue withdrew her right hand and couldn't help laughing. Holding the snow eagle, she stood up and was about to thank Qinglong. It's just that there are only people meditating, and there is no cold green shadow. The heart was heavy, and there was a surge of emotion.

"What's wrong?" Mo Ran, who had been detoxified, walked up to Leng Yue's side and asked.

Leng Yue shook her head. Leaning on Mo Ran's chest, his eyes change.

Mo Ran's gaze was tightly locked on the position where Qinglong was standing just now, and his eyes were dark and difficult to understand.