On the road of exile, after an unknown amount of time, Sang Luo finally opened his eyes.

The wounds on her body were already healed, and Phoenix was guarding her side.

This time it advanced, its human form seemed to have changed again.

At this moment, the boy had grown into a handsome young man, dressed in black with a phoenix layer embroidered with gold thread. He still had the bright red long hair, hanging casually on his side.

The soft baby fat on his face disappeared, and his facial contours became much firmer, giving him the look of a god-king looking down on the common people.

Noticing that Sang Luo woke up, he immediately opened his eyes and helped her up, his eyes were full of concern,
"Are you OK?"

Sang Luo was a little dazed, she touched the position of her heart, and the magic breath attached to it had all dissipated.

Is it a dream?
Or did she really meet him?
In her dream, she saw Chu Yanshu in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, surrounded by killings.

If he really has the same soul breath as the demon god, then the magic breath just now was left on her body by Dead Moon to test him.

Sang Luo's hands under her sleeves closed slightly. If this was really the case, then she must find him as soon as possible.

There was no light at all in that place.

She remembered that he hated darkness the most.

Seeing that Sang Luo didn't respond, Fenghuang held her wrist again and slowly transferred the spiritual energy into her body.

Sang Luo raised her eyes and looked at Phoenix,
"I'm all right."

Phoenix frowned slightly, with worry hidden in his eyes.

"really?"

Nothing else matters, but those devilish poisons.
Sang Luo shook his head,

"It's gone, don't worry."

Her injuries were actually not serious, the most important thing was the demonic poison.

But now the evil poison has been removed, and you can recover with a little breath adjustment.

Fenghuang looked at Sang Luo and was silent for a long time,
"Don't worry, no matter what you want to do, I will be with you."

He will do whatever it takes to help her achieve her wish.

Sang Luo nodded, turned to look at Zhang Jianting,

"How is he?"

Song Qingyun said,

"I got hurt a little, but it's okay. After taking the medicine, I should be almost fine now."

After he said this, Zhang Jianting grinned and opened his eyes,

"Fuck, what do you mean a minor injury? My wife is gone, I was beaten half to death, and I just suffered a minor injury in your mouth?!"

Song Qingyun coughed while listening,
"I can't do anything about your wife."

It's so broken that there's no way to repair it even if you want to.

"I don't care, I blame you! You are the suzerain of Xuanyuan Sect now, and you have money, so you have to help me buy a new wife!"

Zhang Jianting glared at Song Qingyun,
"Also, if he had made another stab at that time, maybe Death Moon would have died here."

Song Qingyun's eyes widened,
"Then have you ever thought that if my sword goes down and he doesn't die, it might be the four of us who died?!"

And under the circumstances at that time, if he didn't support the barrier, Xinglan would die!

This Zhang Jianting is simply making trouble for no reason!
Zhang Jianting turned his head,
"I don't care, you stay with my wife!"

Song Qingyun: "."

What are you talking about, do you still want a wife? !
Sang Luo rubbed his brows,
"Go ahead and destroy the Heavenly Dao Sect."

Fenghuang listened and looked at Sang Luo,

"Then I'll go back to the space to retreat first, and come to me if I need anything."

Sang Luo listened and nodded, and then Fenghuang disappeared in place.

Zhang Jianting was still pestering Song Qingyun for a wife, Song Qingyun was annoyed by him, but he didn't let go.

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