Wang Yizhi's body is highly poisoned, and in connection with what Wang Yizhi said before, it is likely to be a poisonous body, in this case, the little white bird does not dare to give Wang Yizhi hundreds of pairs of "Invincible Powerful Rejuvenation Pills" that stimulate the effect of each other, so he can only smear some restorative black ointment on Wang Yizhi, and the small half can is wiped out dangerously.

"Boom~"

Wang Yizhi's half-cut eyelids trembled slightly, his blood-red eyes slowly opened, and the bone-eroding pain brought by his body felt little to Wang Yizhi at this moment, he was numb, and the seven-petal flower seal hollowed out at the center of his eyebrows appeared, among which three pieces were green, black, and blue, and each rendered a corner of the three colors, green is Wang Yizhi's divine consciousness nowhere to release in the sea, too much of the power of worship, black is the toxin in Wang Yi, and blue is the cold released by the little white bird.

Hearing Wang Yizhi's painful far-fetched vague shout, the little white bird couldn't help but leave two lines of tears, Wang Yizhi is just an eleven-year-old child, as an old bird who has lived for more than 3,000 years, this kind of scene is simple and unbearable, especially the little white bird recognized Wang Yizhi's bet, and attaches great importance to Wang Yizhi's life and death, in fact, the little white bird is still too lonely, thousands of years of vertical and horizontal, although it seems to be majestic, but in fact it is helpless against fate, it even knows very little about the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers outside the realm of a thousand cities, let alone the hundred valleys of the Eternal Continent, but with Wang Yizhi for just over a year, the little white bird first encountered the assassin forces outside the valley"Soul Killing Hall" , know Mo Lan, understand the Wangu Continent, and then the intentional attack of the black-robed people in Longyang City, and then encounter the spatial crack channel shattering, and encounter the mysterious dragon, which the little white bird thought was dreaming, a few are not real, but after Wang Yizhi's mountain top released black smoke man was confirmed, for them are unanimously optimistic about Wang Yizhi's attitude, although the little white bird does not know the reason, but thinking of the black stick in Wang Yizhi's hand, and I don't know how to pass through the headwind channel without hindrance, here is a big change in momentum, five pairs of ten wings behind him, but the little white bird's jaw dropped。

"Young man, Master Bird is sorry for you, I failed to protect you"

The little white bird painfully beat the grass under his body, the green grass under his body, it seems fragile, but in fact it eats soft and does not eat hard, the little white bird is soft and comfortable when he steps on it, but when it exerts a force to hit, it is like slapping the tip of a steel blade, it hurts into the bone, the little white bird grinned in pain, and he didn't scream, but the tears kept staying, it hurt, but this pain is not the body, it is the heart, seeing Wang Yizhi's body covered in scaly wounds, no one in the two fingers of the body is complete, it is distressed, only thinking that it is careless when he just fell, so that Wang Yizhi fell into such a miserable situation。

"Your grandma, what did you do with Lao Tzu?

Wang Yizhi's divine consciousness came out of the cultivation hall, feeling the peace in the sea of divine consciousness, he and the little white bird's equal contract essence blood as usual, a little peace in his heart, after a short period of adaptation to the body, it is the power of the divine consciousness released from the body, when he saw the little white bird crying around him crying around himself who was covered with black ointment, Wang Yizhi couldn't help but joke about the little white bird, this is the first time Wang Yizhi saw the little white bird cry for himself, the last time I saw the little white bird in order to save its little brother spirit beast deep in the forest when the beast owner Huang Hua'er, he was so anxious that he burst into tears, thinking of this, Wang Yizhi's heart is still beautiful, which shows that he is almost as important as the little white bird at the moment and the little white bird who has been with the yellow flower for three thousand years, This feeling of being cared for and valued by others, for Wang Yizhi, is happier than getting a few treasures, although Wang Yizhi has not yet received any treasures.

"Boy~"

The little white bird heard Wang Yizhi's divine consciousness transmission, and was very emotional, carefully hugging Wang Yizhi, and his small body lay on Wang Yizhi's body, pressing Wang Yizhi a little difficult to breathe.

"Roll"

Wang Yizhi only felt the injury he had suffered at this moment, not the wrong skin, it seemed that the pain was more serious, because the voice he tried to speak was only a delicate voice, and Wang Yizhi himself was red-faced, which was very similar to the intentional teasing of the money-making girl on the street.

"Where is this? Let go of me"

Wang Yizhi's feeling gradually eased, the pain was suppressed by the ointment on his body, and he didn't feel it particularly clearly, he wanted to get up and check the surroundings, but he was held down by the little white bird, not moving her at all.

"Don't move, you're seriously injured, there's no danger here, it's just that the magic vine is gone"

The little white bird said a little vaguely, and simply told Wang Yizhi about the simple situation of this small world, and did not mention the injuries on Wang Yizhi's body.

"How did I get hurt?

Wang Yizhi is not stupid, although he doesn't know what the specific injury is, but just watching the little white bird use the black ointment it usually withholds and searches without hesitation, as well as the wail of deep self-blame just now, it makes Wang Yizhi feel a little uncomfortable.

"Boy~"

The little white bird was a little twisted, and he didn't dare to tell Wang Yizhi the truth: "It's not a big problem, it's just that it was attacked by poisonous insects, and now none of the insects have been removed by my cold."

"Your grandma, Lao Tzu was bitten like this by a poisonous insect, you actually said it so lightly, it's just, why don't you get bitten?"

Wang Yizhi was very sensible, and immediately stopped moving, and began to accuse the little white bird of being unkind.

"I'm not a poisonous body"

"Are you still strong?"

A person and a bird were joking with their divine consciousness on the green grass, and the little white bird was flustered, but in order to stabilize Wang Yizhi's emotions, he had to pretend to be calm and pretend not to care, so that Wang Yizhi could relax his mind.

"You're a good flower"

At this moment, the little white bird paid attention to the three three-color flashes in the three-color flickering light in the hollow seven-petal flower seal of Wang Yizhi's eyebrows, and he was a little surprised, and he didn't know what Wang Yizhi's eyebrow seal was.

What the little white bird didn't know was that with the non-continuous absorption of Wang Yizhi's eyebrows, the negative impact of his body was reduced, and he gradually understood the control of his body, and there were a lot more. Although this kind of injury did not hurt the heart and liver, such a dense injury, even if it was a strong person in the Qi Transformation Realm, it was extremely difficult to bear, but Wang Yizhi was bearing it, and it was very intuitive.

"You go and see if there are any exits around, it's not safe here."

Wang Yizhi looked at his potholed face, a little funny, although he didn't care about his appearance, but now he is so ugly, Wang Yizhi has never thought of it.

"There is a strong man who asked me to pass on a message to you, saying that it is for you to eat more soul herbs"

The little white bird almost forgot to hurriedly move out of Mo Wei's words, he thought that voice must have a lot to do with Wang Yizhi, otherwise he wouldn't have said such a thing, and the other party obviously had the appetite to protect Wang Yizhi, although the attitude was not very friendly, but that kind of strong person, which one is so friendly?

"Brother Mowei?"

Wang Yizhi woke up from panic and fear, and hurriedly asked, "Did he say how my injuries were?"

"He said that you take the matter of soul herbs to heart, otherwise next time you look for death, he can only stare dryly"

The little white bird knew it in his heart, and at the same time knew the title of Mo Wei, and felt that it was necessary to have a good relationship with Mo Wei, and since Mo did not appear to speak to the little white bird, the little white bird knew that although Wang Yizhi's injuries were serious and terrifying, he would definitely not die on the spot, otherwise what was the meaning of the appearance of this master's divine sense? What is the point of saying this? It's just that it doesn't have the so-called soul herbs, but there are a lot of divine consciousness herbs, otherwise it can't be refined by "the world's invincible vigorous rejuvenation pill".

"That's right."

Wang Yizhi exhaled deeply, although the injury was serious, but it didn't seem to be fatal, this was a great thing for Wang Yizhi, how he looked is not fancy to Wang Yizhi, and you don't care, what he is worried about is that this injury will make him fall.

"Where's my black stick?"

Wang Yizhi's divine sense scanned left and right, up and down, and he couldn't see the black stick and the magic power divine vine, he was a little lost, originally the black stick Wang Yizhi really couldn't look down on it, but after a series of earth-shaking changes in the black stick of the green vine channel in the sky, especially when Wang Yizhi made a miraculous achievement against the Nine Shadow Sparrows, it was not that he didn't know that if Wang Yizhi knew that he had fallen like this, it was because of the black stick's collision, and he would not treat it as a treasure.

"It's said that the magic vine is gone, and it's obvious that your black stick went away."

The little white bird wanted to blame Wang Yiyi and Er, but he thought that he had already said that he would transfer the magic power vine to Wang Yizhi before, and now how this magic power god vine is, it has no effect on it, but it is inevitable that it will be a little distressed, after all, it is hundreds of years of day and night together.

"Bastard"

Wang Yizhi's divine sense squinted at the little white bird, although the little white bird couldn't see it, but it was able to understand the meaning of Wang Yizhi's finger Sang scolding Huai, but it was not strong, silent, and let Wang Yizhi complain, its task at the moment is to let Wang Yizhi relax as much as possible, don't be curious about the injuries on his body, otherwise if the psychological bearing is limited, it will not leave a lot of hidden dangers for future cultivation.

At the feet of Wang Yizhi and the little white bird, under the green grassland, a rattan with green light under the leadership of its big head, rampage into the ground, ignoring the surrounding soil and boulders, direct impact, leaving a circular smooth passage everywhere it passes, and the underground at this moment can be said to be extending in all directions, and all of this is thanks to the green vine surging like a spiritual snake.

This is exactly the chest of Wang Yizhi all the way down to the end, if it is not for the end of the unaware of Wang Yizhi's protective layer, it will not be shocked into a mess by the huge shock generated when it lands.

The black stick scurried around the ground like a dragon entering the sea, as if looking for some treasure to catch.