The Phoenix Arises

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The hot tears burned the heart of Xuanyuan Mo, and it also burned the heart of the cold.

The cold and distressedly stretched out the small meat hand and wiped the tears for Duanmu. "The mother is assured, the little four will not have anything."

Looking at the sensation of enthusiasm, Duanmu’s self-blame is even worse.

"Hey..." Duanmu squatted gently into the arms and licked his little face with affection.

"Mother, I want to save the little four." Han Yan gently pushed the raft, climbed to the side of the cool squat, stretched out **** to open his wrist.

At the time, a scent of fragrance filled the room.

"Hey, you..." Duanmu was shocked and immediately grabbed the cold wrist and wanted to help him with the medicine.

Xuanyuan ink is also frowning.

Han Yan retracted his hand, looked up and looked at Duanmu, seriously: "Small four blood loss, blood is the only way."

Duanmu's body was stiff, his eyes flicked, and he looked at the cold and looked at the cold, and then flashed a touch of firmness.

"I come."

"I am coming." The two voices sounded at the same time.

Looking at Xuanyuan Mo and Duanmu, the light flashed. "The mother is not the blood of the Emperor, and the blood of the Emperor is also sealed. Only my blood is useful."

Han said, not waiting for the two to talk, directly drop their blood into the mouth of the cold.

The pale lips were stained with a drop of red and gradually turned pink.

A chill in my heart, dark luck increases blood flow.

Looking at the cold movements, Duanmu's nose was sour, and she slid down again and shed tears.

Xuanyuan ink clenched his hands into a fist, and the amber scorpion was the killing and deep heartache of Haotian.

......

God's Palace, dark room.

Waking up in confusion, seeing the blurred shadows in front of me, frowning subconsciously, "Who are you..."

Meng Yi wanted to get up, but found that his hands and feet were completely unconscious.

Looking at the blindness that can't be lifted on the ground, the black shadow hooked the lips, "Save your people."

The sound of hollowing out is so unreal.

"Why... save me?"

There was no sneer in the sky, and he never thought that anyone would be good for someone for no reason.

"It's a smart person." The black shadow slowly floated in front of the blindfold, and looked at his body with a look of disgust. "You are now ruined, and your body is paralyzed. Even if you are cured, it will only be a waste."

Every word of the black shadow is like a heavy hammer hitting the heart.

Meng moved his fingers, his eyes full of hate.

He is not dead today, and he will not let go of those people.

“What do you want?” Meng Yu looked up and looked at the shadows coldly.

Since he can save him from those people, he will be able to heal him. Otherwise, he will not use value at all.

The black shadow turned around around the monks and finally returned to the front of the monk. "Although the break is broken, it is better than nothing!"

"What do you mean?" Meng Emei, a puzzled face.

Black shadows, "I want your body."

The body was blind, and there was a horror in the depths of his eyes.

Looking at the look of fear, the shadow of the black shadow evokes a sinful smile. "I can make you recover as early as possible, and even make you ten times stronger, but only if I want to control your body."

Hearing ten times stronger, there was a slight struggle in the blindfold.

"You think clearly, you only have one chance." The shadow of the shadows chilled, without a trace of affection.

I frowned and struggled for a while, then I closed my eyes slowly. "I agree."

He does not want to live like this for a lifetime, he wants to become stronger, he wants revenge, he wants to get the blood of the gods...

"Ha ha ha..." The shadow screamed and slammed into the obscured body.

......

Ducheng, inn.

The meditation slowly walked to the edge of the squatting bed, watching the calm and cool face of the bed, and the light flashed. "Can I stay alone with her?"

Xuanyuan ink drooping, after looking at the eyes, he gently retreated.

Sit slowly to the bed, hold a small hand, and gently caress the gauze on her wrist.

"I'm sorry, I didn't protect you." The hoarse voice was full of blame and heartache.

Looking at the cool face, there is still no small face in the blood, and the eyes are reddish. "Wake up? Give me another chance, I will never let you hurt any more."

Give him another chance, once...

Outside the room, Xuanyuan ink listened to the almost pleading voice of the Ming Dynasty, and his eyebrows were contemptuous.

"A Xue?" Duanmu squatted with the soup, and saw Xuanyuan ink standing outside the door, his heart trembled, and immediately rushed over, eagerly said, "I am a child..."

"She's fine." Looking at the panicked Duanmu, Xuanyuan Mo immediately gave a comfort.

Hearing the words, Duanmu was light and relaxed, and then strangely said, "What about you?"

"There is a meditation inside." Xuanyuan ink eyebrows, amber scorpion gently flashed.

Duanmu squatted down and looked at Xuanyuanmo, and then they both hang down and silence.

For three days, the chills gave blood to the chills, and the chills survived on the cold blood, but they still didn't wake up.

Duanmu squatting with a weaker and colder look, watching the still slumbering chill, silently crying.

If you go on like this, you will not be able to bear it, but if you don’t give blood to your child, then you...

At this moment, Duanmu's heart is bleeding.

Both children are her life, but she can only watch their lives pass by, but nothing can be done.

Deep inside, the feeling of powerlessness like a mountain, almost crush her.

It’s not just Duanmu. In the place, some people look at the two children who are getting weaker and weaker.

Looking at the two sleeping children, Xuanyuan ink and two fists clenched, and in the middle of it, "We are back to heaven."

Everyone was a glimpse, and immediately thought of the master of the heavens, and revived hope.

"But your mother..." Jun looked at Xuanyuan ink brow wrinkles.

"First look back at the sky." Xuanyuan ink smashed a bit of pain.

Duanmu 箫 gently put the chill on the side of the chill, and slowly got up and looked at Xuanyuan Modao. "I still bring my nephew and my nephew back to the sky. You stay here to save your mother."

After she met God, her soul is already weak. If she really has something, he is afraid that she will not be peaceful for a lifetime. She does not want him to live in pain for a lifetime.

Xuanyuan ink pinched his fist, and the amber scorpion was full of struggles.

"The old man can't save them." A sudden voice interrupted the silence in the room.

"Who?" The crowd immediately looked around with vigilance.

A phantom slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at this sudden illusion, and they were all vigilant.

It is not easy for this person to appear in the room without knowing it.

Looking at the shadow of the sky, the eyelids of the innocent jumped.

Another ghost.

"Blood inflammation." Seeing the shadow, Duanmu's eyebrows are light.

Blood inflammation floated directly in front of Duanmu, and smiled. "Taro, you know that you won't have anything."

Xuanyuan ink brows wrinkled, coldly watching the blood.

Duanmu picked up the mouth of the mouth.

Nothing?

She was almost killed by him last time.

Looking at Duanmu's face with a look of disappointment, **** and coughing, "cough, see what you have helped me, I can help you to wake them up."

Blood inflammation said that the eyes were cold and cold.

Duanmu’s heart trembled and immediately excited. “You, can you really save your child and your nephew?”

Blood inflammation raised his eyebrows proudly. "I have seen my handwriting, and you still doubt my ability."

Duanmu’s light is shining, right. In the previous handwriting, there were not only refining and exercises, but also a lot of medical and medicinal materials.

"Go out all, they will give it to me, I will certainly wake them up." Blood Yan waved his hand and directly impatiently rushed.

"I'll help you."

"I will help you." The two voices sounded at the same time.

Blood inflammation to see the meditation, but also look at Xuanyuan ink, and finally the eyes stay on Duanmu, "You go to use his blood to refine a few blood Dan."

"Okay." Duanmu nodded and took everyone out of the room.

Outside the room, the brooding brow looked at Duanmu, "Do you really believe him?"

"I believe." Duanmu's face turned resolutely.

She believed that he would be able to save the deaf and the nephew. She had no choice but to believe him.

Jun Wuxu heard the words and looked at Xuanyuan ink.

Xuanyuan ink no expression, "I believe."

He believes in nephew.

In the room, blood inflammation listened to the two people's answer lips gently.

It’s a funny pair, I don’t know if these two little guys will be as interesting as their sister-in-law.

Twilight turned to the two little dolls on the bed, blood smog floated to the bed and began to cast spells.

Duanmu and Xuanyuan ink in the room.

"He is me..." Duanmu looked at Xuanyuan Mo and wanted to explain the **** inflammation.

“Do we still need to explain this between us?” Xuanyuan Mo directly put Duanmu into his arms.

Duanmu's lips and micro-hooks, "Okay, let's get started."

Xuanyuan ink nodded, and carefully cut his wrist, dripping blood into the jade bottle.

The blood Dan refining was very smooth, and the blood Dan was refining. Duanmu and Xuanyuan ink went back to the room outside the cool room to wait.

Time passes by, from day to night, and from night to day.

The long wait made the uneasy heart more anxious.

"That guy is not reliable, how can it not come out for so long?" Jun innocently walked back and forth anxiously, while looking at the room from time to time.

Duanmu was frowning and didn't answer, but the clenched hands still showed her nervousness.

Xuanyuan ink eyebrows contemptuously, gently plucking the shoulders of the end of the raft, "Do not worry, the children and the children will be fine."

Duanmu gently nodded.

Yes, they will be safe and sound.

"They are fine." A weak voice screamed.

Everyone was carrying, and only a shadow was floating in the air.

Looking at the **** inflammation of the soul, the flash in the end of the wood smashed, "Thank you."

Blood stagnation hooks the lips weakly. "You still have to borrow your ice yuu flute."

After the blood inflammation was finished, he did not wait for Duanmu to speak, and he flew directly into the ice silk jade flute.