Chapter 143 Jialan Seriously Injured
Lan Yi saw this, looked at Fenghuangyan who was beside him who was not speaking, and asked, "Master, what should I do?"

Fenghuangyan didn't speak, just looked here.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lan Yi didn't ask either.

The wind blew, the ink hair fluttered, Fenghuang Yan sighed and said, "Look, I must find her."

"Yes." Lan Yi responded, then turned and left.

"Jiaye, do you hate me?" Fenghuangyan whispered lightly.

The beautiful purple eyes closed, as if they had returned to the past.

"God King, I am the only person in the Six Realms who can fight you." She smiled confidently and arrogantly.

She is obviously deep in the darkness, but people can see the light in her body.

Jiaye, do you belong to light or darkness, or are you both?
In Yuehua Mountain, Jialan leaned against the stone wall, looked at Feng'er beside her, and said, "Feng'er, go find some herbs for me, I want to heal my wounds."

After Jialan finished speaking, she tore off the sleeve robe, revealing the wound inside.

There, the whole arm was bleeding, it was horrible.

Since it was Feng'er who brought her here, Feng'er must be very aware of this place.

"Master, wait a moment, I'll be right back." Feng Er left here after finishing speaking.

Xiao Hei came out of the space, stopped beside Jia Lan, and said, "Master, use Shura Jue to suppress internal injuries."

"I see." Jia Lan responded, sat cross-legged, and started to run the Shura Jue, but just now, a mouthful of blood spit out.

Seeing this, Xiao Hei was startled, and hastily used his spiritual power to probe Jia Lan's body, only to find that all the tendons in Jia Lan's body were broken after this investigation.

Seeing this, Xiao Hei was shocked, that damn old man broke Jia Lan's veins.

"Master, stop, don't use spiritual power." Xiao Hei enlarged his body a little, and said, "Your tendons are broken, don't use spiritual power until your tendons are repaired."

Damn old man, if he regains his strength in the future, he will be the first to kill him.

After waiting for a while, Feng'er came back with a lot of herbs, and when she saw that Jialan was weaker than before, Feng'er hurriedly said, "Master, wait a moment, Feng'er will refine the elixir for you immediately .”

"You can still make pills yourself?" Jialan was a little surprised.

If one wants to become an alchemist, one must possess the element of the fire element, as well as a powerful soul. Feng'er is just a tool spirit, so how can she still make alchemy by herself?

"High-level light pills are not good, but refining some healing pills is still possible." After Feng'er finished speaking, she summoned the Divine Phoenix Cauldron as a weapon spirit.

When the divine cauldron appeared, Feng'er sacrificed flames, which burned under the divine cauldron.

Immediately afterwards, Feng'er took the herbs and put them into the Divine Phoenix Cauldron one after another.

The flames began to grow stronger and stronger. After all, Feng'er was only a tool spirit and could not fully control the flames, so it seemed a little difficult.

Seeing this, Xiao Hei at the side wanted to help, but he couldn't help, so he had to do it in a hurry.

"Feng'er, get out of the way." Jia Lan said weakly, and then mobilized the power of the fire element, and with a wave of her bare hand, the flames of hell flew under the Divine Phoenix Cauldron, and began to burn instead of Feng'er's flame.

The fire of hell is not comparable to ordinary flames, so the intensity of burning is much faster than ordinary flames.

Jialan forcibly controlled the flames of hell, and spit out another mouthful of blood, causing more injuries.

"Feng'er, put out the fire." After Jialan finished speaking, she fell to the side and stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)

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