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Yang Fan looked at the dying Long Xuejian on the ground, and couldn't bear to do so.

Squatting down, he picked up Long Xue's slender waist. Long Xue Jian, who looked older than him, was actually so light.

"What are you doing?"

Although Long Xuejian was on her last breath, but as a princess, she naturally could not allow anyone to touch her body.

"Be quiet if you don't want to die!"

Long Xueyin bit her lower lip and frowned slightly.

Yang Fan spread his wings and quickly flew towards the outside of the forest. This Dou Huang Qi could not last for long, so the surrounding Magic Beasts eyed it covetously.

After returning to the shelter on the cliff, Yang Fan then put down Long Xuejian.

The softness of her body just now was still etched into his mind.

"Thank you!"

Facing the sudden change in Long Xueyi's attitude, Yang Fan suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little strange …

"You heal first. Your aura is damaged, I don't know what to do!"

Long Xue lightly pursed her lips, shook her head and sighed, "There's no other way, I won't live past today!"

Yang Fan was sitting at the mouth of the cave. After hearing Long Xuejian's words, he almost fell down.

"What do you mean you can't live past today?" Isn't it just the aura being destroyed? "

"This has nothing to do with you, an outsider. Thank you for saving me today. Take this jade pendant with you and go to the Imperial City. You will get paid for it!"

Long Xuejian tore off the thing at her waist and threw it on the ground. Now, she didn't even have the strength to throw it.

Yang Fan swallowed his saliva, looked at Long Xuejian who was waiting for death with his eyes closed, and felt a sour taste on the bridge of his nose.

Long Xue was born a princess, but she didn't have any pride. She had power, but she asked right and wrong. How many people like this still existed in the Dou Qi continent?

"System, can you analyze my injuries?"

"Master, you can analyze her if you touch her!"

"What are you doing?"

Long Xue suddenly woke up. This kind of pure woman hated people touching her the most.

Facing Yang Fan's sudden attack, Long Xuejian's other hand powerlessly hit Yang Fan's face.

This palm didn't have much strength, but it knocked down the black cloth wrapped around Yang Fan's head.

"It's you?"

Long Xuejian looked at Yang Fan's face with a touch of horror.

This change was hard for him to accept!

"Don't move, I'll help you heal!"

The expression on Long Xuejian's face had all sorts of emotions. She really wanted to break free, but didn't have the strength to do so.

He could only allow himself to be manipulated by Yang Fan.

"System, analyze the injuries!"

"Master, my meridians are weak, my battle qi is weak, my blood is damaged, my qi and blood is weak, my situation is dangerous!"

Hearing the system's analysis, the girl in front of him was really sick.

"Treatment method!"

"Master, none!"

Yang Fan let go of Long Xuejian, and anger appeared on his face. He cursed loudly in his head, "Damn, what do you mean nothing?" Can it be of some use? "

Looking at the angry look on Yang Fan's face, a trace of disappointment appeared on Long Xuejian's beautiful face.

"It's no use. This is my damaged bloodline. I must use fresh dragon blood to nourish it!"

"The nourishment of the dragon blood?"

In the Great Thousand World, dragons were holy beasts. Pure dragon blood was definitely something that only the legendary Central Region had.

The Dragon King with the dragon blood in the Heavenly Marks Mountain Range only had a slight dragon vein. Just like this, she was still an elite Dou Huang. Just what kind of expert would that Magical Beast with the pure dragon blood be?

"System, there is no cure. Is there a cure?"

"Master, there is!"

"Speak!"

"Master, the Cold Ice Heart Marrow can heal your injuries, and the Dragon Breath Pill can recover some of your dragon veins!"