Outside, the Yan Dynasty attacked one after another with the clouds and cranes, making it impossible for him to continue to blow the flute.

The two quickly exchanged hands.

Xiao Fuyi was also woken up by its sound after being licked by the king.

She couldn't move a single finger, and could only feel the sharp pain in her heart, because the Xuan Power had been completely used up before, and now the Xuan Power flowing out of the Xuan Yi Ling Jade was just a drop in the bucket for her.

She worked hard to mobilize the "Taixuan Sutra" in her body, and the Taixuan Sutra also began to breed mystical power.

"Taixuan Sutra" is equivalent to one of her eyes of Xuan power, like a spring, when cultivating, it can absorb and store Xuan power, and it can also give birth to Xuan power.

However, the process is slow.

She didn't know who was fighting with whom.

But she knew she had to regain mobility as soon as possible.

After about an hour, she was able to move her fingers a little, and she pricked herself with a needle.

The needle was pricked first to stop the bleeding, and the sword wound was in the heart, although she avoided the fatal point, but it was still easy to die.

Fortunately, someone fed her rejuvenation pills.

The rejuvenation pill works very well, at least slowly repairing her seriously injured and dying body.

And after the bleeding of the wound stopped, the severe pain in her heart still made it difficult for her to move.

Unfortunately there are no needles and threads here, otherwise she might have given herself a little suture.

Relying only on acupuncture, she is now not strong enough, and she can't better heal herself at all.

Outside, the sand and rocks are flying, and the fierce fighting seems to have nothing to do with her.

She tried her best to save herself, but I don't know how long it took.

Yunhe finally got tired.

He had no idea what was wrong with his puppet.

But when he looked at Yan Zhaoxi's gaze, it was like looking at his own belongings.

Yan Zhaoxi felt the malice in his gaze, and he was not tireless at all, attacking him again and again.

Finally, Yunhe realized what it means to eat the consequences of self-inflicted evil.

Yan Zhaoxi, who went mad and was manipulated by Wang Gu, was much stronger than him on the battlefield, and he deserved to be the best puppet he fancied.

The combat power is close to that of the great grandmaster, and even Yunhe doesn't dare to confront him.

In terms of the combat effectiveness of the Great Grandmaster, Yun He is definitely not the strongest, but he is definitely the one with the most weird means.

He thinks very highly of himself, regards human life like ants, and seems to return to the basics, extremely simple.

These two qualities, mixed in a person, can usually not be seen through, Yunhe is actually a very formidable opponent.

Therefore, he can be on an equal footing with the unscrupulous city lord Frost Feihua.

Frost Feihua won't go to provoke Yunhe if she has nothing to do, she is the one who knows Yunhe the most.

As a last resort, Yunhe could only temporarily give up the idea of completely refining King Yan into a war puppet.

This is not a good opportunity.

The search and rescue people are coming soon, and no one can see him here.

Yunhe wanted to leave, but Yan Zhaoxi stood majestically like a killing god.

But the crane did it lightly, and flew up the cliff, just like when he went down the cliff just now, and disappeared into the clouds.

At this time, Xiao Fuyi was able to stand up against the cave wall.

She endured the sharp pain of the wound and walked outside.

The king was more sensitive than people at this time, Xu felt the breath of Xiao Fuyi, turned around and returned to the cave, and walked slowly and methodically when he saw her.

The big head rubbed against her leg and greeted her.

A pair of tiger eyes stared at Xiao Fuyi, as if asking: How is your injury?

Xiao Fuyi couldn't help but touch its head.

"I can't die for a while."

The king flicked his tail and motioned for Xiao Fuyi to sit on top of him.

She didn't say no.