"It's really like an angel who came out of a legend." Yi Huan whispered to himself as he put his finger on her neck, her face was pale and abnormal, obviously dying.

Sure enough, the pulse of her life was almost invisible, and with a large amount of blood loss and a long coma, it was very likely that she would not be able to wake up.

"It's hopeless." Winnie asked maliciously.

Yi Huan's shoulders collapsed, and he glared at her angrily, "She needs a blood transfusion." Yi Huan said, "I don't know how the blood of angels is different from that of humans." ”

The wounded angel's body temperature was very cold, but Yi Huan didn't see the wound on her neck, and despite Winnie's angry glare, Yi Huan ripped open her wrapped body like a ball, and found a neat incision between her waist and abdomen.

I don't know what caused it, the wound took on a strange shape on her body, not like a sword or a spear, not like a firearm or something like that, there are all kinds of strange machine people in Oz, and there are two self-suspending machine people in the mausoleum of Dorn Pavilion, so it is not strange that there are some weird mechanical wounds.

The long golden hair scattered onto Yi Huan's robes, exuding a faint smell of blood, and the appearance of this female angel radiated a strange brilliance in the sun, pale, but so divine.

Pale blonde hair and snow-white skin, well, maybe the skin was caused by excessive blood loss, but the delicate face was reminiscent of the indomitable knight Joan of Arc at a glance, and the angel's appearance was easy to pay attention to at first. Looking at it now, it always gives people the feeling of a mixture of C8 and Joan of Arc, and the face is very delicate European.

Yi Huan opened her eyelids. I wanted to see if she had blue eyes, but I got a big white of my eyes meaninglessly.

However, this is the first time that Yi Huan has felt the divine in the angel's body, and he has had it before, whether it is Michael or the Seraphic Angel in iron armor, Yi Huan just feels that they are very powerful, and the body has a powerful momentum, but he has never felt sacred.

Maybe Blackheart once did. But he soon died unexpectedly, still at the hands of Yi Huan. Although he himself doesn't know what's going on.

"Hey, come back to your senses." Winnie's disgruntled voice pulled Yi Huan out of her thoughts about the sacred, and Yi Huan looked at the angelic face that was immediately reminiscent of Joan of Arc and C8, and backhanded her into Winnie's arms.

"Got it." Yi Huan said. "Don't declare personal vendettas, this is a very important material, and after I study it, I can play as much as you want."

Winnie took the angel with a malicious expression, but Yi Huan knew that she would not do anything out of the ordinary, and there was still a large amount of angelic blood left near the ruins by the wall, which could be used to briefly compare and transfuse her.

Picking up some messy gravel, a thick blood stain soon appeared in front of Yi Huan, and the blood stain had already congealed. It even clings to the ground and becomes a little cracked.

Yi Huan's right hand drooped, and he pulled out a glass bottle in the small shadow that covered the ground at the cuff. Purple jelly-like creatures were active in the bottle, drumming one after another, as if they were alive.

This is the product of Yi Huan's failure to achieve a certain time, drinking the same kind of blood will turn blood red, and then slowly recover, if it is a different kind of blood. It won't change color.

Pouring it out of the bottle, Yi Huan picked it up and threw it on the ground. Suddenly, the jelly fell apart, and Winnie's face showed a miserable expression, and then she watched Yi Huan pull out a stack of parchment soaked in different blood.

Yi Huan picked up the bits and pieces of jelly on the blood stain on the ground, and threw them on different parchments, and soon, the jelly on one of the parchments turned red, and Yi Huan stuffed them back into the bottle one by one, and then picked up the parchment.

"What creature's blood." Winnie asked, holding an angel's eye.

"The bad news is that human blood really doesn't apply to her." Yi Huan looked at the names of the blood-stained creatures on the parchment, "But the good news is ...... Flying Monkey Match. ”

"The monkeys?" Winnie's face was a little strange, I don't know if it was regretting that this angel was saved or for some other reason, but because the flying monkey also settled in Neverland, after Winnie gradually got to know them, there was no longer a rush when they were attacked at the beginning, and it was more of a contempt for an innate magical creature for an acquired magical creature.

"Let's not talk about why the flying monkey has the same blood as hers, she needs a blood transfusion, otherwise she won't be able to resist for long." Yi Huan glanced at the angel's body, and then said in a deep voice, "System, contact Leith and ask him to find a strong male flying monkey and a strong female flying monkey in the village." ”

The system naturally refers to the Eye of Oz system, and Yi Huan has no fixed name for it, anyway, it only responds to Yi Huan's commands, and according to its intelligent program, it can be completely judged whether Yi Huan is calling it.

Originally, the Oz system could not command any creatures in Neverland, but because the Flying Monkey itself was created by the Oz Country, and the Oz system has been controlling them for so many years, it also has the ability to command the Flying Monkey.

Only this time, the echoed Oz system did not respond.

"System?" Yi Huan was a little strange, and he called out in his heart, "Eye of Oz system? But these two calls are still in the sea, Yi Huan frowned, the Oz system has never had an accident, even if it has been operating independently in the world of ice and fire for more than 4,000 years, it has not collapsed, I don't know what is going on now.

It may be that the peculiarities of the country of Oz have caused the two to lose contact, and although it is strange in the heart, the priority at this time is not this matter, but about the wounded angel.

"There was a little accident." Yi Huan said to Winnie, he said as he summoned the passage of Neverland, "The system has not responded to me, we need to go back to the island to rescue her, according to the clotting process of the blood clot, she has been in a coma for at least a day, if she doesn't get a blood transfusion, I estimate that even if she is an angel, she will definitely die."

But after saying that, Yi Huan seemed to feel that there was something strange, but he didn't feel anything strange, he frowned, and began to ponder under Winnie's strange gaze.

Something is wrong, Yi Huan frowned tightly, angel ...... Wounded Angel ...... The two are chasing an injured angel...... No, it's definitely not! Something seemed to flash in the corner of Yi Huan's eyes, and at the same time, he finally remembered something wrong in his mind!

The two of them weren't chasing an angel at all, they were just chasing a black shadow, they didn't even know what the black shadow was, and the angel's blood had been congealed for more than a day, which meant that the black shadow wasn't an angel at all! It's just that the joy of seeing the wounded angel makes me ignore it!

At the same time, a black shadow swooped out from the ground under the feet of the two of them, its size changed from small to large in mid-air, and even cracked the ground of the ruins in the moment it pounced, shaking the cracked earth into rubble.

For a time, the mutation was abrupt. (To be continued) R580