In this snowflake with cold air, the Tianshi Spirit Animal stood and waited so straight, like waiting for relatives who came back from afar, and more like sinners waiting for the verdict in the court. So nervous, so melancholy.

Slowly, a palm-sized puppy face anthropomorphized and showed a hint of a smile. The small, black corners of the mouth kept rising, and the four white, shiny little canine teeth were revealed little by little.

The little guy felt that the master's heartbeat was gradually recovering, and the fire of life that was originally dying gradually became stronger.

The Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast finally let out a long breath, and then lay down in Wang Heng's arm socket tiredly, and fell into a deep sleep.

The wind is still blowing, and the snow is falling slowly.

At the peak of the Angry Sword Peak, which was originally empty, I don't know when a few pale yellow birds flew in. On the white snow, chirping and jumping, the originally dead and silent peak of the Angry Sword Peak was slowly filled with the breath of life, as if spring had returned.

In the dark ocean, the lonely Wang Heng was floating aimlessly, and the black surroundings were full of cold, bitterness and desolation.

Hey, Wang Heng suddenly felt that his thinking was no longer stiff, just like a green tree in early spring slowly sprouting and growing leaves, and thousands of branches were stretching out one after another. At the same time, the cold air around him became warm and humid, and the light full of life gradually appeared in front of him.

The light was the size of a needle tip and the thickness of a silk thread, and then slowly, it became bigger and thicker, and the dark ocean gradually transformed into a bright space.

As the space completely brightened, Wang Heng's consciousness finally returned to reality. Slowly, slowly opened his eyes, well, what's going on, the eyes were all white, nothing but white?

At this time, this kid was a little panicked, it couldn't be that he was blind, right?

He stabilized his mind a little, and all the things that happened before the coma came to mind. That's right, before he fell into a coma, he had killed the tyrant Zhang Harmless, and then he passed out.

Hey, how are the eyes cool and clear, just like washing the eyes with cool tea, it is so comfortable and comforting.

Wang Heng twisted his neck, well, it's okay, except for some stiffness, everything else is fine. The hands and feet also moved, although the pain was still there, but fortunately, there were a lot of parts.

At this time, Wang Heng felt that the white thing on his face was snowflakes, otherwise how could his eyes feel so cool.

Enduring the pain, the boy raised his hand to stroke the snowflakes off his face, and a bright, sunny world appeared in front of him again.

Looking at the golden sun and the cloudless blue sky, beautiful birds are constantly flying and dancing on the snow. Wang Heng finally let out a long breath, "I'm still alive, it feels so good to be alive!"

Wang Heng lowered his arm slightly, feeling that the fluffy, warm little body of the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast was between his arms, and a tenderness appeared in his heart, and there was nothing wrong with the little lightning. This time the hard battle and fierce battle, although the price was painful, but in the end I still had the last laugh.

Licking his lips, he felt a hint of the smell of elixir, Wang Heng knew that it must be Xiao Lightning who saved himself with its Yuan Spirit Blood.

As a spirit animal with an ancient heritage, the Tianshi spirit animal has been feeding on spirit flowers and exotic fruits since childhood. To be honest, the Lightning has probably eaten more Linghua and Exotic Fruit than he has eaten as an owner.

After years of countless accumulations, the level of elixir in the body of the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast had reached a terrifying concentration. And as the most precious Yuan Spirit Blood, it is actually the place where the spirit beast's aura finally gathers, and it can also be said to be the Spirit Beast Neidan.

And this Yuan Spirit Blood has a powerful effect, which is more precious than all the thousand-year-old elixirs.

But unless the spirit beast is willing to pay, outsiders can't get it with external force. Even as a cultivator of the Heavenly Rank, you can kill spirit beasts, but you can't get this kind of Yuan Spirit Blood.

When spirit beasts encounter powerful enemies, they often forcibly detonate the Yuan Spirit Blood at the last moment.

The first is that the detonation of the Yuan Spirit Blood has an unparalleled attack power, and the second is the arrogant self-esteem of the spirit beast, which will never allow its essence to fall into the hands of outsiders.

Unless the spirit beast itself is willing, any spirit beast that fights to the death will detonate the Yuan Spirit Blood at the last moment without exception.

And this time, the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast used Yuan Spirit Blood to save him, and afterwards it would have to take up to several months to cultivate before it could slowly recover the concentration and quality of Yuan Spirit Blood, which was an extremely damaging behavior to its own body.

The slight movement of Wang Heng's arm immediately woke up the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast.

I saw that the little guy opened his mouth slightly, and he snorted several times in ignorance, as if he had just woken up.

Wang Heng rubbed the little head of the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast affectionately with his hand, and the little guy responded by gently licking the master's right hand with its slippery little tongue. The slight barbs on the little tongue rubbed against Wang Heng's palm with a slight sound, warm and comfortable.

What a good feeling, like being at home. When he wakes up in the morning, often at this time, Wang Heng is holding the lightning like now, gently stroking it with his hand, and it will also lick the palm of the owner's hand softly, warm and peaceful.

Although Wang Heng's body was still in pain, the internal injuries in his body had recovered under the powerful medicinal effect of the Yuan Spirit Blood of the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast. Although he couldn't exert his strength yet, his injuries were completely controlled, which showed that his life was saved.

This battle with the tyrant is really dangerous. This time of fighting, Wang Heng can say that the hole cards are exhausted, the thirteen slashes of the heavenly sword, the scattered hands of the heavenly dragon, the reappearance of the floating slaughter, as well as the weird stabbing blood burning energy and bloody belly arrows, if it is not for the continuous contribution of the last Tianlong secret technique, which has played a role in turning the tide, the consequences are really unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Wang Heng pinched the little ears of the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast with his hand slightly, meaning that he had opinions on some of its behaviors.

The little guy saw the owner pinching its little ears, and looked at Wang Heng with confused eyes, meaning, I didn't do that piece right?

With a serious face, Wang Heng said lightly with a hint of criticism: "Lightning, this time you made a mistake in this peak fight. You were angry and playing with your life after I was wounded by the Tyrant, and it was all right. But you shouldn't completely lose your mind when attacking. So much so that he was kicked by the tyrant and caused him to be out of breath and unconscious. This made me lose one of the biggest help in the fight with him in the future. If it weren't for the lucky killing of the tyrant at the last moment, then the two of us might have both died at the top of the Angry Sword Peak. ”

After hearing this, the Heavenly Lien Spirit Beast also had a hint of shame in its small black eyes.

There was a hint of coquettish whining in its voice, which meant that it had seen its master tumbling and bleeding from the blows of the tyrant. At that time, it only had one thought, that is, it wanted to bite the tyrant to death, so it lost the thinking it usually thought about fighting.