Chapter 71

He forcibly borrows the power of the sword spirit to improve his realm. Although his spirit is as strong as that of practitioners in Zhenwu realm, his body is not enough to carry such strong power, so he must be eaten back to a certain extent. Moreover, the claw of the demon beast in the imperial realm firmly grasps Chen Yao's chest under the rage, and Chen Yao has even been refined by the chaotic sword sect, But under this blow, he also suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

In short, now Chen Yao is not dead, there is only half a tone left.

Chen Yao is gambling, a gamble with his life as a bet. He gambles that he has achieved unexpected results after using the demon smelting pot to kill Voldemort.

If the Voldemort dies, he only needs to take a breath. After ten days and a half months of chaos, he will live, but if the Voldemort doesn't die, he will die.

Chen Yao fell powerlessly to the ground and was dying.

"Oh, man, I'm going to kill you."

Chen Yao's blow failed to kill the Voldemort, but it blinded the Voldemort's eyes and caused a lot of injuries.

At the moment, the Voldemort dragon was furious. Because he couldn't see Chen Yao, his huge tail waved wildly everywhere, and one towering tree fell down.

Chen Yao lost the bet.

Sure enough, the gap in the realm is too large, and it is not easy to win by relying on foreign things.

Chen Yao fell powerlessly to the ground, waiting for death.

"Boy, I found you." the monster removed its eyes and its nose was also very sensitive. The furious Voldemort finally smelled Chen Yao's smell.

With a fierce flick of his tail, the hard and huge tail patted Chen Yao from top to bottom.

It's not as simple as moving the internal organs. It's bound to beat Chen Yao into meat paste.

Chen Yao secretly thought to himself, is he dead, some wronged and unworthy? If the pastoral song wants to return the favor, why do you join in the fun? I and the pastoral have not reached the point of sacrificing my life to help.

If you don't care about this, isn't there nothing?

But in Chen Yao's heart, there is a very strange feeling that he and the pastoral seem to have known each other, and in the dark, Chen Yao feels that there is an invisible line between him and the pastoral. Although he knows the pastoral for only one day, Chen Yao always feels that the two people seem to have known each other for thousands of years.

It was this strange feeling that prompted Chen Yao to help pastoral.

I haven't figured out this feeling yet. I'm going to die. My mother hasn't been rescued yet, so I'm going to die? And aunt Lin and Wan'er

Chen dazzling helplessly watched the huge snake tail press down towards his own, thinking that he was bound to die.

At this critical time, a white shadow stood in front of him, and the purple skirt was floating. Who else could there be if it was not a pastoral song.

Chanting the Dharma formula at the mouth of the pastoral song, holding the Dharma seal in his hand, a huge soil column rose up against the majestic snake tail.

At the same time, she pulled Chen Yao away.

At least a hundred miles per breath is really fast, which is the limit of pastoral songs.

The Voldemort lost his eyes and couldn't pursue accurately. He just roared, "human beings, I won't let you go. If you get the poison on my claws, you'll die."

Chen Yao kept the last glimmer of Qingming. He was held in his arms by the pastoral song. This posture was somewhat ambiguous, but a big man was held in his arms by a woman. What do you think is awkward.

Chen Yao smiled at the pastoral and said faintly, "Why are you here?"

The shepherd's face was green with iron. "You are really a man. You can't help but come to deal with the Voldemort. Don't think you can deal with the monsters in the emperor's territory? I appeased the two apes and came to save you. Fortunately, your boy is very lucky and hasn't died."

Although the mood shown by the pastoral song is very angry, it can be felt that she still has a trace of joy and happiness.

Fortunately, Chen Yao is still alive.

Knowing that the girl was hard spoken and soft hearted, Chen Yao also insisted, "I saved you once, you saved me once, isn't this the right wood?"

The pastoral wanted to vent his anger by scolding Chen Yao, but he suddenly found that Chen Yao was different.

The whole person was livid and kept sweating. The whole person was trembling and his teeth were biting. He held Chen Yao in his arms. The pastoral song was like holding a piece of cold ice.

"Chen Yao, what's the matter with you?" the pastoral looked at Chen Yao eagerly.

Chen Yao suddenly put his arms around the neck of the pastoral song and held the pastoral song tightly. He said vaguely, "cold, cold, so cold."

Looking at the wound scratched by the Voldemort dragon on Chen Yao's chest with black blood, and remembering the curse like words of the Voldemort dragon just now, the pastoral understands "Oh, it's terrible. The Voldemort dragon lives in a dark place underground all year round. Its constitution is extremely cold. The sharp claw also contains the poison of severe cold. You're poisoned. I have to get rid of the poison gas for you."

There are a lot of underground magma, so there are also many small hot springs on the ground. The pastoral took Chen Yao into a hot spring.

He also cast several spells and set a ban around the hot spring. Once monsters or people come, they will touch these spells and be attacked.

Entering the hot spring, Chen Yao's state was a little better, but this state did not last, because with Chen Yao as the center, the hot spring actually began to freeze.

Things are getting worse.

Regardless of the shyness of his daughter's family, the pastoral tore open Chen Yao's clothes and revealed Chen Yao's strong chest. The pastoral imported his aura into Chen Yao's body. The wound on Chen Yao's chest was flowing out of a steady stream of black blood, all with an extremely strong cold.

A quarter of an hour later, the poisonous blood in Chen Yao's body has been removed, but Chen Yao's state is still very bad. The whole person is still in a coma, and there is no temperature on his body. The whole person is like an ice sculpture.

"No, although the poisonous blood has been removed, the cold has poured into Chen Yao's heart. We can only find a way to remove the cold from the inside out, but, but..."

The shepherd Xiafei's cheeks were at a loss. Although he had a way now, it was too shameful. Once he did so, he handed over all his innocence to Chen Yao.

She is a rare all attribute strong person, so the Reiki in her body can be transformed into any familiar power, including fire attribute, of course. Now Chen Yao's state is that she needs a lot of Reiki with fire attribute to dispel cold poison, but obviously Chen Yao can't take the initiative to heal.

So how can he help Chen Yao get rid of cold poison from the inside out? Only with Chen Yao.

How does a man and a woman become one? What does it mean to be one? Although the pastoral has never experienced that kind of thing, she is not stupid.

"Cold, cold." Chen Yao in a coma looked painful.

At the moment, the shepherd blushed and hesitated.