Bukele quietly clutched the bloody Nine Phoenix Nirvana Ballad in his hand.

An Ranran's blood was also scalding, as hot as fire, his face and palms were extremely hot.

But his heart seemed to hurt a little more.

Nine Phoenix Nirvana Ballad's sharp hairpin pierced his palm, and the numb pain made him feel a little better.

What he least expected was still here.

He didn't want An Ranran to do this.

"Harm..." High Priest Mumu sighed, and looked at Kasixiu: "Xiao Ka, show me the ice crystal in your hand."

"Okay." Cassio handed it over respectfully, and the High Priest Mumu looked at the ice crystal in Cassio's hand, and picked it up in surprise.

This ice crystal is an ice ball, carved with extremely delicate phoenix patterns and snow pattern patterns, and the tentacles are so cold that even the high priest Mumu couldn't help shivering: "What a pure ice attribute power... "

"This is the power of Qihuang in the Ice Region." Casxiu explained lightly on the side, with a gentle smile on his face.

Bukele had already put down Breya on his back at this time. After Breya's face was soaked with An Ranran's heart and blood, her body was much better. She wiped her face quietly hot blood, but found that An Ranran's blood had already melted into her body, so she had no choice but to give up.

"Ice Field Qihuang... The octave rhythm is really magical." The high priest Mumu sighed, and then handed the ice crystal in his hand to Buleya beside Bukele: "Xiaoya, you just take this one." Well, although you have stabilized your soul in your corpse because of the heart and soul of the holy fire phoenix bird, this way of reincarnation is "smuggling", and your body still has no heartbeat, body temperature and pulse, so, If you want to keep your body alive for a long time, you still need to bring this ice crystal with you."

"Thank you, Teacher Mumu."

Bukele rubbed the space between his brows: "High Priest Mumu, what happened to Planet Grace? Why would Wesker..."

"Ah, this happened last night." The High Priest Mumu sighed softly: "Yesterday I guarded the Seed of Light with Solante, but Wesker suddenly came and brought a long snake with golden pupils , that snake has a very deep and strong poison, Solante and I were both bitten by it in the end, and our bodies were no longer under our control. Xiaoya's body was indeed given to Wei by others. Wesker's, Wesker didn't lie, Solant is staying in his own dragon's lair now, and the toxicity should also disappear."

"That's it..." Bukele pursed his lips: "Since my sister is fine now, Cassio and I will go back to the God of War Alliance first. I am a little tired and want to take a good rest."

"Then... Bourne, don't work too hard, I'm waiting for you to come back on Planet Grace."

"Okay, sister take care of yourself."

"Yeah, I will, and so will you."

The fire-haired girl tightly closed her eyes, rolled herself into a small ball, and curled up under the quilt.

The intense sadness and almost suffocating pain swallowed all her strength, she struggled and cried bitterly, letting out the most desperate growl from her throat.

It hurts, the whole body hurts, it's so cold, it's as if An Ranran has ruthlessly and completely frozen him.

Under the double torment of pain and ice, she completely fell into a coma, and the unhealed wound on her chest was gurgling with extremely cold blood.

On her face and hands, traces of frozen ice flowers gradually appeared.

This is the causal punishment that destroys the causal loop.

Born in flames, died in ice, pain and despair.

But after all, Twin Flowers still had a certain physical sensation, and An Ranran quickly tore through time and space and rushed over, hugging the cold and stiff little dumpling all over the bed.

Cassio's message jingled in the skirt pocket.

"The little bird broke the causal loop, Xiaoyan, are you there?"

"The High Priest Mumu said that the punishment for breaking the causal cycle is very serious. Xiaoyan, why don't you go and see the little bird?"

An Ranran didn't answer him, but slowly patted Xiaotuanzi's cold and rigid back in his arms, his eyes were indifferent, and what he said to An Ranran was very reassuring: "Don't worry, I'm here."

"Bing, I'm the master." Her strange-colored pupils radiated a dazzling brilliance, carrying a tiny bit of anger.

How should I put it, the octave temperament is actually too pure.

From childhood to adulthood, from the past to the present, the feelings they have experienced and possessed are always only the strange eyes of repulsion and the ruthless pursuit of elves.

But they are all the same people, trusting, helping, and accompanying each other during their escape, and none of them ever had the slightest thought of betrayal, from beginning to end.

But what they have experienced is still too little about feelings and sophistication.

Therefore, they are very simple.

So, when An Ranran met this kind of love for the first time, and also the first time in the eight-tone rhythm, who gave all her heart and soul, but in the end, she found that she was nothing, even just a person who wanted to be fooled by others. When she used the resurrection tool, the sadness and despair in her heart swelled, almost out of control, which was a feeling she had never felt before.

This feeling was enough to make her completely heartbroken.

Sister, I was wrong.

He just chose to stay at the altar of light and look at the seeds of light on his altar of light just to miss his dead relatives.

But I naively thought that this was the tenderness he gave me and only belonged to me, even though it was just a coincidence, even though it was only inadvertently.

Everything is just a coincidence.

No one else has endured this kind of sadness and despair.

Only her.

Only her.

However, everything will pass the duck.

After you left for a short time, he taught me a lot, for example, life must always look forward.

Under the suppression of An Ranran's absolute attributes, An Ranran's situation has stabilized a lot.

While holding the little guy in his arms who was still not breathing smoothly, An Ranran took out his mobile phone from his skirt pocket, and called Cassio directly to inquire about the situation.

At that time, Cassio and other elves were sitting around the same table, chatting about what happened on Grace Planet, when the phone rang so abruptly.

Casxiu originally wanted to hang up directly, but after seeing the caller's name, he chose to answer with a right swipe: "Huh?"

"An Ranran, explain." Her voice was a little cold, like a dark night rose whose petals were covered with sharp frost.

An Ranran was so direct, and Casxiu didn't expect it. He was taken aback for a while, but luckily he reacted in time, and started talking to An Ranran before she hung up the phone.

Bukele, Pony who came to join in the fun again, Sorensen, Rey and other elves listened silently, without any conversation or playfulness.

After all, An Ranran really showed some signs of anger when he heard the voice this time.

"That's the way it is." Casciu scratched his ear, and glanced at Bukele beside him: "Um...Xiaoyan, is Xiaoniao okay?"

"It's none of your business." The phone hung up with a beep, and Cassio put down the phone in a sense of loss: "Well, I'm sorry, I tried my best to ask, maybe Xiaoniao's current situation...is really not optimistic, very It's tricky..."

Buckle lowered his eyes secretly.

"Well, very good, the phoenix returns to the cloud, the phoenix returns to the court, Casciu, Bukele, all of them collapsed, sacrificing one Braiya, but in exchange for such and such, killing four birds with one stone, very good." Mo Ran Hearing the news from his subordinates, he squinted his golden eyes slightly happily: "The next one is the fox of time and space, Zhuang Can, the spirit king of the holy spirit, Pony, this one, it will be easier."

The poison of indifference can control Solante and High Priest Mumu.

Similarly, the poison of indifference can also temporarily restore the memory of the time-space fox that was sealed by Feng Guiyun, the head of the eight-tone rhythm.

That toxin is enough to last until the end of the day.

Will the Fox of Time and Space, who has recovered his memory, still support the establishment of diplomatic relations with elves?

Oh, it's impossible.

His colorful shows are gradually starting one by one.

You have to be prepared, Feng Guiyun.

Lying in the poison indifferently, squinting the golden snake eyes slightly, the mandala flowers beside him exuded an aphrodisiac fragrance, he slightly raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, his thick eyelashes were long and curly, and the poison marks were all over his body.

He sat up from the flowers with his hands on the ground, looked at the sky and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Fox of time and space, wait for me."

I will take you one by one and slowly disintegrate.

No one is an exception.

Want to establish diplomatic relations?
Wait for the next life.

The arrival of indifference disturbed the whole herd of deer in the snow.

He was completely surrounded by a herd of deer in the snow led by Lu Wei, beside the ice lotus pond.

As we all know, the deer in the snow hate An Ranran, the holy fire phoenix, and they don't just hate An Ranran.

The other thing they hated so much as I mentioned before is the one with the beast body of the nine-headed sky-swallowing python-indifference.

Even though it has evolved from a Hydra to a poisonous Hydra, it is still so disgusting.

Ice and snow are the most pure and pure existence, and poison is the existence that can defile him.

Therefore, whether it was An Ranran who represented the flame, or Indifference who represented the poison, they all hated and hated them all.

But they forgot.

Forget that you are nothing but a thing born out of excess power.

Something that was born out of excess power and was worth nothing in front of the Eight-tone Temperament actually chose to challenge the Eight-tone Temperament...

The deer in the snow with residual make-up is really amazing.

He put one hand in his pocket calmly, sarcasm and disgust coexisted in the golden snake eyes: "It's really a bunch of death-seeking, beasts."

He is not as good-tempered as An Ranran was when he was in Nirvana.

He will kill directly.

Counting the snake-shaped black shadows spreading from behind him, the snake-shaped upright pupils were as bright red as blood, and black air balls continuously emerged from the smoky body, sternly slamming into the eyes of the deer in the snow beside Mo Ran. Bite down.

Indifferent, much stronger than the herd of deer.

No, it is much, much stronger than them.

The deer in the snow whose pupils were bitten by the blood-pupil smoke snake couldn't even struggle any more, so it slammed into the ice, its limbs twitched, and its pupils collapsed.

A thin layer of snow fell on them, and a snow funeral was performed for them.

"Damn it, you're overestimating your capabilities." Indifferently sneered.

These rubbish who overestimate themselves and want to stand out to find a sense of existence, he is really disgusting enough.

"Hey, Moran, you broke into my Tingxue Garden just to poison my spiritual creature?" Zhuang Cancong jumped down from the Tingxue Building.

"Surround the lord with the same status as your master and always prepare to attack. Is this the way of hospitality you taught?" Mo Ran raised her eyebrows confidently.

Zhuang Can clicked his lips: "It is indeed death."

She glanced lightly at Lu Wei, who had narrowly escaped the blood-eyed smoke snake beside her: "Get off."

"Owner……"

"Get off, get off, go." Zhuang Can paused every word: "Take the others, get off, get off, go."

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