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Chapter 261 Cannon fodder, don't make trouble 11
Disgusting black blood, glowing with black air, kept gushing out...

The snow addicted demon was overwhelmed by the devastation, and tried to explode himself to end this endless pain, but the clinker, a golden light flashed, and his self-explosion was stopped abruptly.

He was frightened, who is that?

At this time, the snow addicted demon was covered with thousands of wounds, and the black blood had ravaged his snow-white body beyond recognition, completely losing his usual holy and inviolable image.He no longer had any more demon power to maintain his body, so he had to transform into a human form.

He was unwilling. He had been asleep for 2 years and was awakened by an inexplicable desire. There was something that could break through the bottleneck of his 2-year cultivation. Just as he was eagerly waiting to receive the light of light, he lost all his demonic power. ...

Feng Luochen's bloodthirsty eyes glanced at the snow addicted monster who was in danger, and his eyes were as vast as the sky, full of fierceness.

"Oh, it's just ants." Feng Luochen's cold voice sounded, carrying the coercion of a god.

The black eyes of the snow-addicted demon who turned into a human form are full of unwillingness. He has no power to recover, and he will perish before today.

But even if you die, you have to die innocently. Who is this person?

"You, who are you?"

"Heh, do you want to die? But I won't do what you want. The most unbearable thing about you, a big monster in the Mahayana period, is to become the slave of human monks."

The pupils of the snow addicted demon shrank, full of horror.

Even if he dies, his dignity cannot be humiliated by this person.Can……

There was nothing he could do.

Feng Luochen pinched a trick in his hands, and put the snow addicted demon into the beast-controlling bag with extreme disgust.

The snow addicted demon is not confused, such humiliation has made his dignity that has been high for tens of thousands of years trampled to nothing.

Feng Luochen hugged Su Yi carefully, with deep guilt and endless self-blame hidden in his eyes.

He muttered to himself: "Qingge, I was negligent and failed to protect you. Why do I have the face to call myself your husband? Is there such an incompetent husband?"

Su Yi was still in a coma, Qingcheng's face was extremely pale, and her red lips also lost their usual beauty.

The white robe kept flying as Feng Luochen flew anxiously.

I saw a figure flashing past in the air, and that handsome and unparalleled face was full of worry.

Feng Luochen carried Su Yi to the previous cave, and after placing dense restrictions, he gently let go of Su Yi in his arms.

He must ensure that the next thing to do will not be disturbed by anyone, otherwise...

He and Qingge were probably walking on thin ice, so they disappeared.

The vitality in Feng Luochen's well-articulated hands kept surging, and then flowed into Su Yi's body one by one.

With the continuous depletion of vitality, fine and thin sweat welled up on Feng Luochen's smooth forehead, and the sweat beads fell down, staying on Su Yi's fair little face, soaking Su Yiyanhong's face drop by drop. robes.

Su Yi's originally pale face gradually turned a tinge of blood.

But Feng Luochen's clear and handsome face was inexplicably pale.

His cultivation base is slowly deteriorating, and the peak of the gods...in the middle stage...

038 looked helplessly at the scene in front of him.

Seven years ago, Yuanmeng Shenjun also treated the Lord God without any complaints or regrets, but this time, I am afraid it is...

Su Yi's consciousness slowly returned to the sea of ​​consciousness. Looking at 038's ethereal figure, Su Yi couldn't help but frowned, "038——"

"Are we returning to Chaos Void?"

038 shook his head, "Master Host, we are still in Xuelin Garden, this is your sea of ​​consciousness."

Su Yi was slightly stunned, then why couldn't she feel the weight of her body, like a floating soul, without knowing where to go.

038 said solemnly: "Master Host, you go out to find out..."

Hearing this, Su Yi condensed his thoughts and glanced overseas.

"Feng Luochen, what's the matter? Why is his cultivation constantly declining?"

"My lord host, the God of Dreams will help you continue your life force by channeling your own vitality. This kind of secret technique that does not conform to the rules of heaven and earth will definitely come back. You will be punished. I'm afraid... you will die."

Hearing these words, Su Yi's soul trembled.

Su Yi laughed at himself, how could she make Feng Luochen give everything at all?

Su Yi thought about it and said, "038, dual cultivation of mind and soul, can it restore his vitality?"

After receiving the expected words from the Lord God, 038's heart fell to the ground.

"Master Host, of course."

"Originally, what Yuanmeng Shenjun consumes is his own vitality, and it can be said to be vitality. If he wants to solve the obstacles in front of him, the combination of yin and yang will surely restore his vitality."

Su Yi nodded with relief——

On the soft animal skin lay the frail Su Yi, who was still breathing lightly.The robe on his body is no longer wrinkled, and the blood on the robe has also been cleaned up.The originally pale face gradually became red.

Feng Luochen's deep phoenix eyes stared at Su Yi, the exhaustion and worry that could not be resolved in the phoenix eyes.

Two months passed, and he poured his vitality into Qingge day and night, and his cultivation level retreated to the early stage of Shenjun.Ke Qingge's complexion has improved, but there is no sign of waking up.

Feng Luochen's slender and fair hands gently brushed Su Yi's smooth cheeks, her phoenix eyes were full of tenderness...

In the next moment, Su Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly with his closed eyes.

Seeing this, Feng Luochen couldn't help but feel happy, is Qing Ge going to wake up?

Just as Feng Luochen was thinking, Su Yi's slender fingers moved...

A few seconds later, Su Yi slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Feng Luochen's eyes full of sorrow, and she couldn't help stretching out her catkin to smooth Feng Luochen's tightly knit eyebrows.

Feng Luochen felt the caress between his brows, and regained his senses in a trance.

A deep voice sounded, "Qingge, how are you? What's wrong?"

Su Ding stared at Feng Luochen for a long while, but didn't make a sound.

Feng Luochen thought that Su Yi was still unwell, so he couldn't help frowning his eyebrows.

At this time, Su Yi said personally: "Feng Luochen—let's cultivate both mind and soul."

Hearing this, Feng Luochen's pupils shrank suddenly, full of disbelief.

Could it be that Qing Ge was taken away?

Feng Luochen probed into his vitality anxiously, checking Su Yi's spirit, but——

She is her.So……

Why?

Seeing Feng Luochen's cute and silly appearance, Su Yi couldn't help feeling very cute.

She said slowly, "Take it as helping me, it's good for you and me."

Feng Luochen completely lost his mind and nodded dumbly.

Su Yi coughed, "Help me up, okay?"

Su Yi's chest was still in unbearable pain due to the heart-gouging injury from the snow-addicted monster earlier, and only with Feng Luochen's help was he able to sit up.

Feng Luochen stared blankly, and then helped Su Yi up obediently, but her phoenix eyes lowered shyly, not knowing where to look.Jun Jun's face couldn't help but flush, and his ears were also extremely flushed.

(End of this chapter)