Chapter 646

She doesn't eat everything. What if it affects the seed left by her father?

Isn't she going to suffer that kind of pain again?

Seeing the doubt in her eyes, long Zixuan said in a low voice in her ear, "this is the blood of the Emperor Dragon. It's no worse than the blood of the God Emperor. Good, eat it."

Although the blood of Emperor Dragon does not have the effect of bringing the dead back to life, it can also flesh and bones, detoxify hundreds of poisons, and refine her body constitution.

If she ate it, the wound on her chest, which she had opened herself, would recover immediately.

It's just that the blood of the Emperor Dragon is too hard to be condensed, and his current cultivation is only three drops. If you give her one drop, he will only have two drops.

But he didn't care. Without the blood of the Emperor Dragon, he could refine it again, but without the feather, he would have nothing.

Fengyu didn't expect that the thing in his hand was actually the blood of Emperor Dragon.

In her mind, isn't blood liquid? Why is the thing in his palm solid?

It's like the texture of jade. It's crystal clear. It doesn't look like blood.

But why did he mention the blood of the God Emperor?

Feng Yu suddenly had an idea in his mind. Did he know that he was looking for the blood of the God Emperor?

But how did he know?

She looked up at him in surprise.

"Open your mouth."

Long Zixuan said in her ear, but Fengyu didn't continue to study the function of Emperor Dragon's blood. She opened her mouth obediently.

Then, the gem like blood drops in longzixuan's palm automatically fell into her mouth and instantly melted in her throat.

Fengyu immediately realized that a mysterious force quickly spread to her four limbs, chest wounds, extremely fast healing.

This speed is no worse than the effect of water of life.

So, is that the magic effect of Emperor Dragon blood? It's amazing.

"Little feather, is there anything wrong with it?"

The palm of long Zixuan's hand clasped her face. Between his eyebrows, there was a deep worry and heartache. His face was very close to her. As long as he moved slightly, he seemed to be able to meet her.

Feng Yu shook his head and said in a faint voice, "no, I'm fine."

After taking the dragon's blood, all the pain caused by heart digging disappeared, and now she won't be attacked by the power of the world. It's really good.

Seeing long Zixuan's pale face and the cold sweat on her forehead, she frowned and reached for his hand. Only then did she realize the horror of his hand disease.

It's like ice.

Even she could feel the ice, but how cold was his body?

I don't know why. At that moment, Fengyu's heart suddenly had some heartlessness. His original spiritual power was fire, but he made himself so cold. How painful should he be?

She took back her hand and went out from his arms. Her voice said faintly, "it's hard to feel the taste of spiritual power's backfire. You don't have to be like this."

As long as she thought that he was suffering from the pain of spiritual power, she could not express her impatience, and even had the impulse to slap him in the face.

Dragon Zixuan eyes instantly dyed a touch of joy, trembling voice weak said, "little feather, are you in love with me?"

Feng Yu pursed her lips and did not speak.

She didn't want to admit it or deny it, but it was.

She is distressed, unexpected, she now although no heart, but still will love him.

She must have owed him in her previous life. That's why she will pay him back in her lifetime.

Although she did not admit that there was no emotion on her gorgeous face, long Zixuan was inexplicably sure that she was in love.

He couldn't help but be excited by this cognition. Even the pain of being bitten by the spirit power seemed to be imperceptible. He couldn't help reaching for her and said in a trembling voice, "little feather, don't worry, I can stand it."

She had just tasted the pain. How could he not be with her?

Although he can not replace her pain, but he wants to accompany her with pain, only in this way, will let his heart slightly better.

Otherwise, as long as he wants the picture just now, he can't help but want to go crazy in pain.

Phoenix feather light from his hand out of the palm, looked up in front of still can't return to God's solution dust, voice cold way, "this childe, your sister's heart has returned to you, hope you don't come to me again trouble."

She's not afraid of trouble, but she hates it.

Moreover, this man is also a victim. His sister has died because of her. She can't kill him again in order to solve the problem.

So I hope he knows better. If he wants to get revenge, he should go to Huan instead of her.

After all, injustice has its head, debt has its owner, and illusion is the culprit.

Jie Chen holds the heart, raises his head and stares at her. In his clear eyes, he doesn't know when a piece of blood appears.He licked his dry lips and said in a hoarse voice, "don't worry, I won't take revenge on you."

Finish saying words, a pair of red eyes, then looked to the magic, indeed, compared with this girl, this man is more like a murderer.

The evil spirit on his body, also don't know how much heavier than this woman.

Magic but as if not aware of his eyes in general, a pair of eyes looking at Feng feather, under the corner of the eye, still remains not dry tears.

On the beautiful face, there is a piece of despair.

Feng Yu turned to look at him and said, "fantasy, from then on, I'll break up with you and become a stranger. You can do it yourself."

It seems that he didn't have a strong reaction as expected. He gave a bitter smile and said sadly, "yu'er, why can't I get your heart no matter what I do?"

Feng feather light looking at him, way, "I have no heart, you forget."

She has no heart. How can she give it to him?

What's more, everything that magic did made her hate. Yes, it's extremely annoying. She didn't have time to repel him. How could she give him her heart?

Magic shook his head, handsome face on the emergence of a sad smile, that smile how to see how ugly.

"No, you don't have no heart. You just don't want to give it to me. I know everything. I know everything. It's just that I'm not reconciled. I'm not reconciled."

His eyes turned red and he looked at Fengyu. He pointed to longzixuan and said, "why, why can he get your heart, but I can't? Yu'er, tell me why? "

There is only one her in his world.

She is so important to him, but why doesn't she like him?

Isn't it good to be with him?

He will never betray her, never hurt her, long Zixuan had done those things to her, he will not do all, but why she is not willing to be with him?

Where on earth can he not compare with long Zixuan.

Looking at his excited appearance, long Zixuan frowned tightly. The man couldn't get the heart of little feather. Why did he have to pull him?

He narrowed his dark eyes and said in a cold voice, "because you don't know little feather, you don't know her at all. How can you get her heart?"

The magic tiny tiny one Zheng, the excited emotion instantly calms down, looks at the Feng feather, the way, "feather son, really is what he says so?"

Is it really because he doesn't understand yu'er that he can't get yu'er's heart?

Magic shaking his head, no, it must not be like this. If it's really just because of this, he is willing to understand yu'er.

It's just getting to know her. He's confident that he can do it.

Feng Yu's eyebrows and eyes coldly looked at him. His eyes were as clear as water. His voice was indifferent and said, "magic, do you forget? From the first day you followed me, I told you that I would not like you."

For feelings, she is too rational, she knows what kind of person she wants.

And long Zixuan is the only accident in her emotional world.

Yes, longzixuan is an accident, an accident beyond her control.

But for other men, that capital has not yet become her accident.

Therefore, she is very clear that fantasy is not the person she wants, and she never wants to be with fantasy.

She felt that what she had said was clear enough. Where did she give him illusion and hope?

He was hit hard, holding his fist for a long time and immersed in pain.

Two days ago, she promised to be with him. How could it be like this?

He took a breath, his voice suddenly softened down, trying to wake up Fengyu's memory.

"Yu'er, have you forgotten? Two days ago, we traveled around, went to the top of the snow mountain, saw the firefly dance, walked through the polar night forest, in the valley of flowers, under the cold moon, you promised to be with me, ah, those days, you were very happy with me, don't you forget? "

Hearing his words, long Zixuan turned blue with anger.

This damned bastard, taking the opportunity to run away his little feather, actually took her to so many places, and finally coaxed little feather to stay with him.

Now Xiaoyu ignores him. He even tries to use this memory to keep Xiaoyu and make Xiaoyu soft hearted. It's damned.

As long as you think of Fengyu and Huan walking through so many places, long Zixuan is jealous of his lung pain and his whole body is burning.

This kind of affliction is no better than that he was bitten by spiritual power.

This damned bastard wants to kill him.

He pursed his lips and looked at Feng Yu unhappily. There was a touch of worry hidden between his eyebrows and eyes.

Yes, he's worried. He's afraid that little feather will really return to fantasy because of these words. If so, he, he