(Sorry, it's still a shameful half-chapter, I'll fill it up tomorrow.) ）

Taiyi and the others had already had the heart of death, but they didn't expect to be rescued. Someone was stunned, standing as if he was stupid. Some sat on the ground and wept bitterly, while others leaned on their swords and laughed as if they were mad.

Helian laughed three times, and suddenly felt extremely tired, and the bones in his whole body were soft and fluttering, as if they were not his own. He leaned back, poofed, and fell to the ground like mud, and was kicked twice by his little sister Ruoxi, but he still didn't want to move.

Suddenly, with a loud thud, something fell from the clouds, and with a loud bang, it smashed the ground into a deep pit, but it was an old mirror mottled with patina.

Everyone looked up, only to see Li An's face pale, bowing his back, as if he was in extreme pain, his whole body spasmed, and he fell on the back of the three-legged golden crow.

Shocked, he helped Li An up, pressed one palm against his vest, and injected spiritual energy into him.

This medicine jar was first injured by the top master of the Shangxian Taiqing Realm, and then reluctantly drove the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror, overdrawing the mana. There is already a lot of air out and little air intake, and it looks like he is going to lose his breath at any time. Flustered for no reason, he hurriedly took out the Nine Transformation Soul Restoration Pill and the Qilin Blood Exhaustion Pill and other wound medicines.

Li An's head was tilted to the side, his mouth was closed, and the pill couldn't be fed for a while.

His heart tightened, his hand holding the pill trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Brother, wake up! Don't scare me!"

Li An still closed his eyes, his nose fluttered, he reached out and took a Qilin Blood Exhaustion Pill and took it, closed his eyes for a while, suddenly let out a few slight coughs, and said with a smile: "If you give me the three-legged golden crow for alchemy, I won't be able to die." ”

The three-legged golden crow raised its head and roared angrily, and suddenly flapped its wings, almost throwing the two teenagers down. Seeing that this guy could still fight the idea of the three-legged golden crow, he breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the Taiyi Tianji Mirror with the method of taking pictures in the air, stuffed it into Li An's arms, and pouted while healing his injuries: "You better die." ”

The clouds cleared, the night sky was as clear as a wash, the moonlight spread a light layer of frost on the ground, and the stars blinked their eyes. Li An breathed steadily, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he never woke up.

Gradually, thirty percent of the strength of the Ten Hearts has been consumed, but the sea of Qi in the Tanzhong of the medicine jar is like a bottomless pit, and no matter how much spiritual energy enters, it cannot be filled.

You must know that the heart is an immortal cultivator, and he casually crosses a little aura to the past, which is enough to blow up a little monk's dantian. However, there is nothing abnormal in Li An's body, but his meridians are different from ordinary people, and it seems that it is difficult to store spiritual energy. He gritted his teeth and continued to urge his true qi, and beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down his forehead. I thought: It turns out that the junior brother is congenitally insufficient, just like the container itself is leaking, and the water will leak out, no wonder he used the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror to cultivate for so many days before he came out of the cultivation period.

There was a smell of wine in the air, and under the crumbling city tower, those who seemed to be drunk woke up one after another, recalled the magic weapon with a blank face, and hurriedly checked their own Qiankun bag, for fear of losing some treasure.

The moonlight is wandering, the wind is back to the snow, I don't know who is playing the unique horse-head piano in the northwest, and singing the popular lyrics and songs of "Liuzhou Song Head" with a slightly desolate voice: "Young chivalry, befriending Wuduxiong." Hepatobiliary cavity. Hair shrugged. Talking. Life and death are the same. A promise is a great ......"

Listening to the singing, a sense of pride suddenly rose in his heart, he put his hands together, poured spiritual energy into Li An, and secretly thought: Even if the container is leaking, as long as I fill it fast enough, it can always be filled for a while.

Li An is the prince of the palace, quite a bit of a gentleman, but the heart is an orphan in Shouling Village, two people who have nothing to do with each other, have fought together, have been in trouble together, and have seen beauties together, they have become brothers, closer than brothers.

He has never experienced the feeling of home, because this unreliable guy often takes him to drink flower wine, and in the dead of night, he wakes up from drunkenness, and he doesn't even know where he is. It was the Wucheng Palace, and Li Xiangyang treated him as if he had come out, so that he could experience the feeling of home and be able to imagine what his home would be like in the future.

At this moment, Ang Lee suddenly danced with his hands and feet, like a drowning man struggling to grasp the life-saving straw.

In the haze, Li An felt a warm current rise in his chest and back, swimming in a circle in the meridians, and finally the two warm currents converged and were swallowed by the Creation Jade Saucer. He seemed to be in the water, sinking, sinking, sinking into the unknowable endless abyss.

His eyelids became extremely heavy, and Ang Lee used all his strength to open his eyes to see where he was. He stretched out his hand, trying to grasp something, but unfortunately it was in vain, it seemed as if there was a void around him, and there was nothing.

A feeling of suffocation, a cursed, endless loneliness and sinking made Ang Lee almost go crazy. He had always considered himself fearless, but now, he felt fear and helplessness from the bottom of his heart. Li An tried his best to calm himself down, and carried the Taichu Xuantian Gong, and the water around him had no form or weight, and it rushed into his body like the aura of heaven and earth.