"You're here." Zhuang Ji saw Duanfeng's snow-colored robe from a distance, and called him out before he flew down beside him.

"Huh?" Zhuang Ji saw Duanfeng sitting sideways, his robe stained with blood, and said in surprise: "Are you injured?" Who hurt you? ”

There is no water in the Tianhe River, and the gourd boat is stranded at the bottomless bottom.

Zhuang Ji saw that Duanfeng's aura was leaking, blood was constantly oozing, and the snow-colored robe was full of blood, and it was already bright red.

He helped Duan Feng up, but he felt that his body was extremely heavy, and the place where his hand touched "snapped", and blood came out as soon as he pressed it.

Zhuang Ji raised his face, his handsome and peerless face, but it was already as white as paper, and the blue and red blood was delicate.

I saw Duanfeng sometimes twisting painfully, sometimes sneering miserably, and sometimes indifferently without any reaction......

His lips were cracked, his hair was messy, his breath was unpleasant, his eyes were hollow, and he flashed all sorts of strange emotions from time to time.

Heartache, cruelty, remorse, self-blame, nostalgia, doubt......

On that face, there was a clear self-abandonment and self-injury.

He broke the little girl's heart and body, and left her here alone.

He kept asking himself how stupid he was to leave at that time, to abandon her and leave her sad and sad.

Now that she's gone, he can't find her.

Yuwei Forest, Tujia Village, Yushan, Hulucheng, Youfangzhuang......

Nowhere else could she be found.

He searched for the human world for a whole year, shuttling through all the spaces without stopping.

The little girl had no breath at all, and did not respond to his call.

His aura diffused and released throughout the continent, and he couldn't find it, and he couldn't feel her presence.

How the hell did she get out of the shield, was it the man who took her?

The thought of this possibility made a hole explode in his heart.

She could not be found, nor could the man who coveted her and hurt her, putting her in danger.

How could a little girl provoke someone like that? Could it be that man, the enemy he had brought in, and yet he had reached out to her with his dirty hands?!

If so, if so, what does this god mean by doing it?!

Duanfeng's body was driven by a strong will, the spiritual power was condensed, and one by one the spiritual power balls exploded in the body, and under the skin, there were thousands of holes, and the flesh and blood were blurred. His body was in tatters.

The self-repairing god body could not withstand the continuous loss of spiritual power, and he felt that the little girl should be a hundred times more painful than him, how to punish himself, in order to empathize with her, in order to make up for her.

When Zhuang Ji saw him like this, he was shocked and saddened. directly slapped Duanfeng and took him away.

If it was normal, his strength would never have stunned Duanfeng, but today he hit with one blow.

Zhuang Ji picked up Duanfeng, who was covered in blood, and quickly flew towards Baomuro Mountain.

He suddenly remembered the Shaduo Heavenly Pond in Baomur Mountain, where the spiritual energy gathered, which was just right for this wind jade god to repair his body and replenish his spiritual energy.

However, although Tianchi was good, he couldn't bear the refusal of the gods to heal his wounds. His blood was still flowing, a pool of bright red.

Tianchi not only did not suck away the spiritual energy by Duanfeng, but obtained the power of the divine spirit, and the spiritual energy was flourishing for a while, attracting countless spiritual objects to move.

Fortunately, only a few people who had been allowed to enter the Shaduo Heavenly Pond in Baomur Mountain could only be entered, and the spiritual creatures could only look at it and sigh.

Zhuang Ji really couldn't figure out what was wrong with Duanfeng, so he jumped into the blood pool to wake Duanfeng up.

Duanfeng looked at Zhuang Ji, his eyes were blurred, and his chapped and bleeding mouth made a call like a mosquito: "Girl......"

Zhuang Ji couldn't hear this low moan clearly no matter what, so he could only pick up Duanfeng and jump into the bleeding pool again.

For a moment, he wanted to bring Duanfeng back to Mt. Nioh, but he finally shook his head and pressed the idea.

Let's go and ask Xianzun to find a way first.