"Xiao Cong, what do you want to do? This is not possible, your mother's body can't bear it!"
Rong Mufeng, who originally only watched Xiao Cong's actions and didn't know what Xiao Cong was going to do, now opened his eyes wide and looked at Xiao Cong with disbelief. As he spoke, he couldn't help but stretch his hand forward.
Standing, he wanted to subconsciously separate Xiao Cong and Rong Xiyue.
After all, he had already seen some signs, and if the Shui Lingsu and the Fire Lingsu collided, there would definitely be no good results. At this time, they were still connected to Rong Xiyue, who was seriously injured and unconscious.
It's really hard to imagine what would happen if Rong Xiyue was attacked by the water spirit element and the fire spirit element all at once!
However, before Rong Mufeng's hand touched Xiao Cong, he was frightened by the fire that suddenly spurted out in his direction. He immediately shivered and took three steps back.
Yes, Dad was not injured by the flames, but directly frightened by the flames. What kind of concept is this!
Dad is such a magnificent person, and his strength is naturally not low. His overall strength, coupled with his previous experience, is only a little worse than Rong Xiyue. Although he has not yet reached the level of a great spirit master, he is almost the same.
Understand.
Rong Mufeng's talent is not bad to begin with, but meeting someone like Rong Xiyue has concealed his abnormal talent, resulting in his current strength not being so clear.
He was almost at the level of a Great Spirit Master, but he was frightened by this kid who looked so big. To be honest, my father had received a lot of stimulation today.
If it were you before, if you were scared by Rong Xiyue, Rong Xiyue already looked like an adult, but at this time, Xiao Cong was just a child!
"What kind of existence is the child of Xiaoyue and Chu Wenyu!"
The father couldn't help but resented in his heart, but he became more vigilant and watched from the side, fearing that the two little guys might accidentally hurt Rong Xiyue.
Moreover, Rong Mufeng still discovered that Hai Lanzhu had completely lost her thoughts at this time. No matter how he reminded her, she had no reaction, as if she was completely controlled by someone.
Seeing such a scene, Rong Mufeng became more and more worried in his heart.
"Water, fire, and earth give me healing powers! Be violent!"
At this time, Xiaoqiong, who had been silent for a long time, just closing his eyes and concentrating on how to use magic, suddenly came up with a sentence that was full of ancient meaning.
Such a tone made people feel solemn in their hearts. Although the Xiao Cong who said this did indeed look like a little thing, or a little thing who could not even speak clearly.
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Regarding the healing power, everyone only knows about the holy healing power of this light magic, and the healing power of the elves with fresh wood spirit, and there are some relatively simple healing powers that everyone can practice.
Most healing techniques are related to wood and water.
I never knew that this healing power could still be related to this flame.
Even if this flame has no harmful ability, it can destroy people beyond recognition. It only needs flames to destroy everything. Therefore, this flame magic talent has always represented killing and excitement, but it has never
I have never heard that the fire element can be used specifically as a healing power to act in magic.
This is something that has never been heard of before. This is simply something that couldn’t be more funny!
"Hmm~~"
But the time that everyone thought this was a funny and incredible thing only lasted three seconds. After three seconds, everyone changed their minds.
Because, when everyone was worried that Rong Xiyue would just disappear into this chaos, she finally survived the fusion of water and fire, and still frowned and made a slight sound.
This voice really made everyone present couldn't help but focus on Rong Xiyue and the faint pink light emanating from the hands they held each other.
At this time, the pink light seemed to be a little heavier, as if some violent magic elements were beating, and it seemed that the magic elements were being exchanged back and forth, causing Rong Xiyue's body to also emit a burst of light. Light red light.
And the most striking thing about this light red light is on the green onion.
Xiao Cong's eyebrows were full of Chu Wenyu's feeling, but his magic was not like Chu Wenyu's. His whole body was filled with the explosive bright red flame aura. This pink color looked more or less like weak.
"Xiaoyue?"
When Rong Mufeng heard what Rong Xiyue said, he immediately felt happy and rushed directly to the bed. He looked at Rong Xiyue's face, which had been silent just now, but now suddenly frowned. , full of expectation and joy, wishing that she could immediately see Rong Xiyue open her eyes at this time.
But for now, it's just an extravagant hope. Although Rong Xiyue made a sound, her brows were furrowed, and her whole body seemed to be twisting her body as if she was fighting something, but she didn't seem to have any intention at all. Signs of waking up.
At least when I looked at him like this, he didn't seem to wake up at all.
"Xiao Cong, what on earth are you doing to your mother!"
When Rong Mufeng saw Rong Xiyue's painful look, he no longer cared whether Xiao Cong was his grandson or not. He immediately felt a little angry. Rong Xiyue's face looked very bad, sometimes red, sometimes red. It even turned green. I have never seen this scene before.
Not to mention, as the pink light on Xiao Onion's body became more intense, half of Rong Xiyue's body, including her face, even had green patterns, which were patterns belonging to the elves. , but generally these patterns will not appear on elves. They are hidden under human skin and blood. Only under certain extreme circumstances can they appear.
"Noisy, noisy."
Rong Mufeng had just roared at Xiao Cong, but Xiao Hua on one side just couldn't stand it. The baby who could only sit up but couldn't stand suddenly pointed the fragrance in the direction of Rong Mufeng, and there was something in her hand. A few light red silk threads.
It was said to be silk thread, but it didn't look like silk thread. It looked like light red mist, and it was aimed at Rong Mufeng and grabbed at it.
Dad would have no idea how to guard against this little flower. If he didn't pay attention, he would be tricked. After smelling the fragrance,