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Wen Baiyu ran over, he had the blood of Phoenix, and Wan Qi Jinghou was Zhulong, the blood of both of them has the function of healing, when Zi Che was shot in the chest, he was saved.

Xie Feng took two steps back, staggered, sat down on the ground, stretched out his hand to press his wound, blood gushed out, Xie Feng's black coat was soaked, and the ground was immediately covered with blood.

Wen Baiyu wanted to touch him, but Ye Feng raised his hand and waved it. Wen Baiyu's eyes widened immediately, and he saw that Ye Feng's wound seemed to be on fire, expanding rapidly, as if a layer of paper was being burned by the flames. Rapid burning.

The wound quickly turned into a big hole...

Wen Baiyu's lips trembled, and he said, "You..."

Wan Cheng Jinghou looked at Xie Feng's wound, frowned and said, "Who the hell are you?"

Zhulong is an ancient god. The bones of Zhulong can suppress evil spirits. The wound created by Zhulong's halberd expanded rapidly, almost swallowing Xifeng. This is not a normal phenomenon, which shows that Xifeng is not a normal person. The evil of Ji Town.

Xie Feng sat on the ground and didn't answer them. Zou Chengyi used his arms to crawl over quickly, stretched out his hand to cover Xie Feng's widening wound, and said tremblingly, "Hey Feng..."

Xi Feng still had an indifferent expression on his face, took off his bloody glasses, reached out to hold Zou Chengyi's hand, and put the third pill in his palm.

Zou Chengyi's brown eyes were full of mist, and he said, "Hey wind!"

As he spoke, there was panic in his eyes, he turned his head and said to Wan Cheng Jinghou, "Quick...quickly save him!"

Wan Cheng Jinghou shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't save him. If he is an ordinary person, the wound of Zhulongji is just an ordinary wound."

Xie Feng sighed and said, "Master."

Zou Chengyi immediately turned his head, and tremblingly covered Ye Feng's wound, but Zhulongji's wound quickly expanded, and Zou Chengyi couldn't cover it tightly with both hands.

Xie Feng looked at him, his face still indifferent, and he didn't seem to be in any pain, he just said: "My life was given by the young master, and it can be regarded as a repayment to the young master. Young master, live well..."

Zou Chengyi's tears welled up all at once, and a low growl sounded from his throat. He watched as he weathered into a pool of blood.

Wen Baiyu looked at the ground in disbelief, there was only a handful of soil left in the pool of bloody blood...