MTL - Transmigrating into a Demon Spirit to Blow up the Entire World-Chapter 161 The Emperor's Little Phoenix 13

Then he turned his gaze away from his face and cast it into the distant sky. His voice was low like a self-talk: "...you can't compensate."

As early as the Little Phoenix recalled the Zhaohuo order, it faded, and the blink of an eye became darker. The wounds of the little phoenix were covered in red, and the face was not filled with any abnormalities due to the overdraft of life. It is more rosy and gorgeous than before. Therefore, it was only then that I found the scratches caused by the two cyclones on the shoulder of Xiaohuang. Even if he was half-squatting in front of him, he hurriedly asked, "Hey, are you injured?"

I won't think that Xiaofeng would be injured.

After all, what he rushed to see was the scene of the two-to-one injury of the Emperor and the Little Phoenix. The Emperor of Heaven was the oldest generation of the gods who fought side by side with the King of Phoenix in the ancient times. The strength is unquestionable. I am afraid that no one can match it, and it will not be able to resist it with the shackles. The little phoenix is ​​a high-ranking phoenix who is favored by Heaven. There is the strength of the Emperor of Heaven, and the Tianbing Tianjian, which is tightly enclosed outside the battle circle, the chances of hurting the Little Phoenix are indeed few and far between.

The suppression and jealousy of the Yaozu to the Yaozu has a long history. The disputes and disputes between the two circles can be traced back to the ancient times when the heavens and the earth opened. I don’t know who was instigated and rushed to pass the message to the underworld ghost servant. Even when I woke up, I informed him that the Emperor would kill the shackles and let him go to the battlefield quickly.

It is only a thousand years since the snakes were born. For the past millennium, it’s really good to win the battle, or it’s a good camouflage. It’s impossible to win the game when he is seriously injured and die.

The injury on the chest was more and more alarming, and the eyes were covered with a layer of gray. He relied on the belief of resurrection of the sky before he came to today. In any case, he was not willing to die before he reached his wish. He used his last strength to scream again: "Hey, you are not fast!! But a drop Blood is nothing, it won't be!"

A drop of blood does not really matter to Xiaofeng, but he has no heart, and where comes the blood. Xiaofeng has no longer wanted to talk about extra explanations and nonsense, and he has no strength to say nonsense. He only laughs and laughs when he is lazy and tired. "Well, it’s really not what you want." Just take it."

The sound is very light and low, and it seems to be entangled in the tip of the tongue. It’s just that there is no feeling in his smile, no dissatisfaction, no resentment, no injury, and no natural nostalgia. A pair of eyes even icy cold, and even more than the warmth that was vaguely revealed before the win.

But this laugh that stripped all emotions is still amazing, dazzling and clear, like summer and winter.

Suddenly, my heart suddenly felt a pain, suddenly closed my eyes, and even wanted to hold the little phoenix to look at my own eyes, subconsciously whispered: "Hey..."

What raises the father and father, and you won’t care if you win the inexplicable. Just want to cover the teenager in front of you, and let him not show the expression that makes his heart hurt. Yu wins and immediately holds the hand of Xiaofeng. The word order is eager and messy: "Hey, if you don't want it, you don't want it. There are always other ways to heal, I..."

"Win."

Xiaofeng interrupted his words, took his hand out of his big palm, and then stood up. "You and I are also the masters and servants. Today, I will be the master. I should give you the same thing." ceremony."

He deliberately pressed the words of the master and the servant very seriously, as if their relationship was really the master servant. What did you like before? What kind of couples and loved ones are all other people’s stories, and some have embraced jealousy and kisses. Never happened. Then the index finger of the left hand was turned into a claw shape, and the sharp claws of the knife did not hesitate to point to the chest, and a red blood bead was drawn.

Xiao Feng’s action was very sudden, and the action of taking blood was crisp and neat. The win-win still maintained the position of a half-squatting place, and he couldn’t get up, and he watched the drop of round blood beads appear in front of him.

"Unfortunately, I was injured. The efficacy of this heart of blood may be greatly reduced. It is not as useful as the blood on the wrist." Xiaofeng said while raising his hand and moving his sleeves. He gently stroked the previous bite that was broken in order to break the line. Wrist, "...so I am afraid I can't let your father raise your father. At most, you can only hang his life."

Without heart, naturally there is no blood in my heart. The blood taken by the little phoenix is ​​not as useful as the blood on the wrist. The wound on his wrist has not healed so far. He can take blood on the wrist on the spot, but he has to give the ‘heart blood’ to the other party according to the other party’s words.

Yu wins nothing to look at the blood beads floating in front of him, only to focus on the words mentioned before Xiao Feng. I felt that the two words floating in the air were like a boulder like a bang on my head. His eyes were black and his eyes were sore, and his neck was only stiff and his head raised. He listened to Xiaofeng and continued: "... ...the blood has already been given to you, so I will not go through it. From then on, there will be no future, and I will never see you again."

The win has not recovered from the strong sorrow of the head. This sentence never sees and penetrates his heart like a knife. The whole person seems to be pushed into **** at once, but the tone of the little phoenix is ​​unprecedented in indifference, as if talking about other people's things that are not related to him.

In the past two years they have known each other, Xiaofeng has never been so indifferent in any way. The win-winning eyes once again confronted the eyes of the little phoenix, only to see the golden scorpion faintly revealing the radiance of the sun, and the long lashes of the sag are like the garden door that opened half of the palace outside the palace.

The scenery in the garden is like a dream, and it is tempting to desperately want to step into it, but after he has been addicted to it, he is tightly closed.

auzw.com I have thought before I win that if I have to provoke a little phoenix to be dissatisfied or to be rejected by the little phoenix, it’s okay to be hated if I am being shackled. As long as the little phoenix is ​​still around, how? He can bear it.

But Xiao Feng directly used the most cruel method - he didn't want him.

The words that have been said have already been finished, and the little phoenix turned around and did not even look at him again. The night wind blew, and the three thousand blue filaments with long ankles spread out on the side of the body, and several of them swept over the shoulders of Win. He won the subconscious and reached out his hand. He was so cold that he couldn’t hold it even. He finally held it in his hand, only the heart blood that automatically condensed into a round and solid body.

In the next second, the blood beads were also sucked away by the impatience of the force, leaving only the empty wind. I win the lips and tremble. I want to say something, but I can’t say anything. His brain is still full of chaos at the moment, only vaguely knowing that he has done something wrong, and clearly knows that he likes the little phoenix, likes it at first sight, and can't lose the other party anyway. He still remembers the winter of the demon forest, the trees without leaves are empty and sorrowful, but suddenly there is a different red in the darkness, and it is like a fire in the shackles, lighting up the time.

The time continued to regress, the little hunter who was willing to be arrested, sitting under the sycamore tree, laughing and taking a flower that had been blown off by the wind to replace a piece of crushed flower-shaped jade, but let him nod in principle. .

There is also the New Year in the human world, the dinner made in the tree house, the rainy day holding hands, the first kiss, the heart of every moment can not be forgotten. Thinking of this, Yu wins and suddenly regains the strength of standing, and gets up and pulls the hand of Xiaofeng.

I thought it would be broken by the other party, but it was easy to pull it.

Because the little phoenix people can't wait for the soft fall.

Suddenly, he was shocked and rushed to pick up the body of the little phoenix, but only received half-handed blood.

The little phoenix was tempted to adjust the interest of the Emperor to take the first step into the arms, and in the case of the loss of consciousness, no longer strong blood in the throat, but spit it out to the hands of win. The blood is like a sizzling iron burning heart, and the whole body unconsciously shakes, but still wants to take the little phoenix back.

"Don't touch him."

The voice of the Emperor of Heaven is not angry and arrogant. However, the win has been flustered until nothing can be heard. In my heart, only the little phoenix that vomited blood and stunned, and the Emperor of Heaven and the hands of the Emperor.

The spiritual power instantly converges in the palm of the hand, and it is majestic and majestic. For example, the tidal sound is deep and magnificent, and it is comparable to the spiritual power of the Emperor, even higher! !

When he won the adulthood, he was successful in the robbery and rose to the demon age. The level of himself was much higher than that of his peers. Together with the resilience of the resurrection, the power of the combination is self-evident. In the eyes, only the small phoenix’s wins were still unconscious, and the eyes of the scorpion suddenly swelled. The pale face was twisted to horrible, and the voice was hoarse to the deaf: "How can you have the power of the sky?!"

The hand that points straight to the win is like a sharp knife that needs to be inserted through him. Regardless of the body that has not yet healed, he will use the high-level secret method to explore the whole body of the win.

"Two flowers, what kind of flowers I planted?" Unbelievable exploration over and over again, the desperation in the expression is becoming more and more obvious, "It has already been opened, and it has already been opened... ”

Everyone present knows what the two flowers are.

Although these legendary demon flowers have not been seen, I have heard that it is said that they are planted in the closest relatives, and when they are matured, they can change their lives. I have lived for tens of thousands of years, and I have seen too many lives and deaths. I am looking forward to winning the face that is similar to the former Emperor’s sky. I finally said nothing, only dark and dark, I used it. The method of space teleportation turned away with the little phoenix that was in urgent need of healing.

In fact, Xiaofeng still has a hint of consciousness. He can feel that the gods who are proficient in medical skills help him see the doctor. He feels that the Emperor is slightly heavy and sighs. He feels that the empty hand holds his hand and recites his name.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the empty face, and the subconscious smiled at him, and screamed: "Empty brother."

Everything is hidden in the air, and the young man smiles and touches his head like he was when he was a child. "Well, hey."

The slightly swaying candlelight casts a shallow glow on the delicate face of the boy, and the blushing shirt is accompanied by an unspeakable charm. The halo layer spreads while giving an unreal feeling.

The author has something to say: Remind that it is still a memory killing so far.