"Don't play tricks in front of me." Su Jue slightly raised his smooth and pointed chin, and his slightly narrowed black eyes were filled with a cold look on the world.
It was clear that there was only a baby in front of him, but Yaotian Huofeng seemed to feel that he was facing a very ferocious ancient pure-blooded god king.
Whether it's the look or the momentum, it's all too terrifying!
Yaotian Huofeng was dripping with cold sweat and kept whining. His eyes looking at Su Jue were full of fear.
"Okay, now both of your wings are broken." Su Jue's voice was calm, with a soul-stirring coldness, and said, "My mother can heal one of your wings, and the remaining one will be repaired."
I just wait until I find Tianyi Zhenshui to connect it for you."
The matter was resolved satisfactorily.
Ling Luo turned her head and looked at her son with eyes full of approval.
The sharp methods and thunderous skills have to be admired. The eldest son Su Jue is becoming more and more impressive.
Yaotian Huofeng was almost crying, full of regret, and even a layer of tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.
It is really looking for death.
It could have been a good negotiation, but in the end, the other wing was also broken. Even if Ling Luo healed one wing, the other one was also broken. Everything was just back to the original point.
But you are really smart and you are at a loss.
No matter what, it must endure the humiliation and endure the heavy burden to survive. After helping this group of cruel guys find Tianyi True Water, it will go to the tribe to find its uncle, the Fire Phoenix Spirit King.
Ling Luo took out the Yin Yang Longevity Pill and some elixirs that promote muscle growth and stop bleeding, gave them to Yaotian Huofeng, and sprinkled some Weeping Suzuki powder from the outside of the wound.
In about a quarter of an hour, Yaotian Huofeng's newly broken left wing had returned to normal.
"I can fulfill my statement, but I may not be able to help you find Tianyi Zhenshui." Yaotian Huofeng was lying on the ground, looking weak and dying, and said, "Tianyi Zhenshui has no fixed place, and it is like a desert in the desert.
It walks like a spiritual snake, and the place where I met it last time may not exist this time."
Ling Luo nodded and said: "I understand this. You just need to take us to the place where you last encountered Tianyi Zhenshui."
Yaotian Huofeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the head on his neck was safe.
Ling Luo narrated the news about Tianyi Zhenshui to the father and son who were training in a group of dragon-horned lions not far away. Then, the family of four, plus the blame-bearing Jianlong and the prisoner Yaotian Huofeng, set off.
A few people walked for half a month before reaching the northwest desert.
What appeared in front of me was a scene of yellow sand all over the sky, and the dry wind blew on my face, making it very uncomfortable.
Yaotian Huofeng has become a standard prisoner and a follower of Jianlong, responsible for doing miscellaneous tasks.
"Hey, Honghong, the water is boiling."
Jianlong handed the big iron pot on his back to Yaotian Huofeng.
Yaotian Huofeng was so angry that he roared angrily at Jianlong: "Don't call me Honghong!"
"Look at your whole body, from your feathers to your eyes to your beak, there is no place that is not red. It looks like it is covered with aunt's blood. What do you call it if it's not red?" Jianlong narrowed his red-black eyes slightly.
, the corners of his lips raised into a mean smile.
Yaotian Huofeng was angry, stretched out his left wing, pointed at the head of Jianlong, and wanted to greet him.