The ancient soul was beating crazily, and he didn't even know he could speak.
The excitement is beyond words.
Qiao Qiao also smiled softly, looking at this elf-like little naughty, and couldn't help but said: "Not only can you speak, your voice is also very nice."
Like a soft and soft girl.
The ancient soul was even more happy and said: "Really? Hehe... I am the ancient soul, my voice must be nice."
suddenly.
The voice of the ancient Yihun paused.
Qiao Qiao looked at him and said, "What's wrong? Did something happen to the young master?"
Ancient Yihun murmured: "Boss Long Fei is my master, but...I can't speak to him, but you...Sister Qiaoqiao, why can I speak to you?"
"and!"
"There seems to be something very special about you that attracts me. What is it?"
Ancient burning soul.
Fire Ancestor.
It is also the source of fire in the ancient world.
He has been sealed here by Master Jialuo from the Jialuo Realm for who knows how many years. It doesn't even know many things about itself, and it doesn't even know how to activate its own power.
It is now at its weakest and lowest level.
But.
When he followed Long Fei, he chose Long Fei as his master, but he couldn't communicate with Long Fei. If Qiao Qiao hadn't held Long Fei's hand just now and he was attracted by a strange force, he wouldn't have known that he was
Can communicate with humans and can also talk to humans.
Qiao Qiao was also slightly startled. Similarly, there was an aura of power on the ancient soul that attracted her, as if she and the ancient soul were one. However, she didn't think too much about it. This was Master Long Fei's magic weapon.
This alone was enough. He said, "What is there about me? The only thing that is different from the young master is that I am a girl."
"girl?"
Ancient Yihun became confused and murmured to himself: "But I can't communicate with other girls either."
Qiao Qiao said: "Don't think about this. What's the situation with the young master now?"
The ancient incinerated soul is the young master's magic weapon. No matter what, she will not want the ancient incinerated soul.
Ancient Yihun also recovered his thoughts and said: "He is fine, but..."
The voice dropped slightly.
Qiao Qiao felt anxious and said, "But what?"
Ancient Yihun said: "The boss exhausted himself too much. The last time someone saved his life, he survived. This time, he was in a coma for several days."
"In the past few days, his cultivation has been completely lost, and he is like a useless person whose power has been destroyed. If he uses that trick again, I am afraid he will become a useless person."
"He must not be allowed to use the power of blood essence again."
The voice of the ancient burning soul was very heavy.
He could clearly sense the changes in Long Fei's body.
at the same time.
He also knew the pain Long Fei endured, that kind of pain... probably... no one could bear it.
Qiao Qiao's tears welled up and she covered her mouth, trying not to cry out. She recalled that when she was in Tianwu Continent, his cultivation was abolished, and now... he might still be facing such a situation.
Her heart ached.
Qiao Qiao knew in her heart that it was impossible for Long Fei not to use the power of essence and blood.
She knew Long Fei's character very well.
Immediately.
Qiao Qiao asked seriously: "Is there any way to alleviate his pain, or directly transfer his pain to someone else and replace it with someone else?"
Ancient Yihun said: "No one can bear the pain he endured. That kind of pain is too uncomfortable."
Guardian of the dragon coffin, is the dragon awesome?
But……
Facing the backlash of ancient inherited power, he could only turn into ashes, and...even so, he could not withstand all Long Fei's pain.
Even the super giant dragon can't bear it. Who else in these one hundred thousand planes can bear it?
Qiaoqiao asked: "Just tell me if there is such a way?"
Ancient Yihun said: "Yes, there is, but even if it is, no one can bear it, and if it can't bear it, it may hurt the boss himself."
Once you can't bear it anymore.
The power of the backlash will be multiplied and multiplied on Long Fei's body. In that case, instead of turning into a waste whose cultivation has been ruined, he will most likely die.
However.
Qiao Qiao clenched her hands lightly, then relaxed her hands and said, "I can bear it."
"you help me!"
The ancient Yihun shivered slightly and said: "Sister Qiaoqiao, this is not allowed."
in this world.
In Qiao Qiao's heart, Long Fei is the only one for him.
She saw Long Fei in pain, and she was willing to bear Long Fei's pain herself, even if it increased ten times, it didn't matter.
She is so stupid.
Qiao Qiao said: "Help me. As long as you help me, I will tell the young master to let you stay by my side next time."
"Well……"
Ancient Yihun hesitated. He really wanted to stay by Qiaoqiao's side. The feeling of family made him feel very comfortable.
Seeing his hesitation, Qiao Qiao said excitedly: "Forget it if you don't agree."
During the conversation.
Qiaoqiao immediately stood up and walked out of the room.
Ancient Yihun quickly said: "Okay, okay, okay, I'll help you, but if you say yes, I'll help you, just tell the boss to let me stay by your side?"
Qiao Qiao smiled and said, "Yeah."
The ancient Yihun chuckled and said: "I need a drop of your blood essence..."
…
Half an hour later.
There was a huge red light in the room, making everyone outside the room slightly worried.
Later.
Everything in the room returns to normal.
Qiao Qiao's essence and blood was somewhere in Long Fei's body. She smiled like a flower and secretly said: "Master, I am in your body now, hehe..."
It felt like I had given everything to Long Fei.
Happy as a little woman.
Qiao Qiao is easily satisfied, even a caring word from Long Fei can make her feel sweet.
Now that a drop of her blood essence remains in Long Fei's body, she feels like the whole world.
Face full of blush.
The smile is like the peach blossoms blooming in spring.
Looking at Long Fei's resolute face, the childishness he had when he was in Tianwu Continent is no longer there, his face is more mature, and his body exudes a manly aura.
One hundred thousand planes.
From the Tianwu Continent to the ancient battle plane of gods.
Long Fei grew up from a teenage boy to a grown man.
Qiao Qiao looked at him, mustered up her courage, leaned forward slightly, and then... pecked Long Fei's face gently, and looked at Long Fei with his two big eyes flickering.
immediately.
Cheeks are red.
His face was flushed with embarrassment.
Long Fei's brows moved slightly.
Qiaoqiao's body shrank suddenly, like a child who was caught stealing candy, shrinking his neck slightly and not daring to raise his eyes.
It stopped for half a minute.
After confirming that Long Fei had not woken up, Qiao Qiao slowly relaxed. Looking sideways at the quiet Long Fei, Qiao Qiao slightly raised the corners of her mouth, revealing her shallow dimples, and smiled softly: "Master, Qiao Qiao knows that she wants to
Much more, but...Qiaoqiao is still willing to do everything for the young master."