It returned to the deep pool where it was and continued its practice, while Han Feng and the big mouse rested at the mouth of the pool.
Moreover, the most important thing at this time is that Nangong Youya whom he rescued was already in a coma as if dead, and his aura was so weak that he could hardly sense it!
Fortunately, from the moment they fell into the Youtan, Han Feng had been injecting his spiritual power into their bodies, thus preventing them from dying immediately.
But at this time...
"Xiao Hei, if you can take out the magic underworld grass, what other life-saving medicine do you have on your body?" Han Feng asked the big mouse helplessly, with a pleading look on his face.
The big mouse shook his head and said: "I have the medicine, but at this time her heart was broken and she has lost her life. The medicine can't save her life at all, but..."
"Nothing!" Han Feng asked anxiously.
The big mouse thought deeply for a moment, and then said: "Your Immortal Illusion Magic Power can transform corruption and regenerate, so it may be able to transform her broken heart and regenerate a intact heart, but I don't know if that method will work."
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Upon hearing this, Han Feng frowned instantly.
He really didn't know that the Immortal Demonic Art could transform others into rebirth, but he remembered that he was able to corrode Qu Gan's arm with the power of the Immortal Demonic Art in the cave.
Then, maybe it really works!
but......
When he looked at Nangong Youya, who was lying quietly, he was a little at a loss. After all, if he wanted to rot his heart, he had to make contact with his heart.
But the heart is in the chest...
He was stunned for a moment, and finally murmured: "Nangong Youya, I am here to save you, you can't blame me!"
After saying this, he gently lifted Nangong Youya up, letting her curl up in front of him, and then began to take off his clothes...
"So white!" the big mouse cried out.
When Han Feng heard this, he immediately covered his clothes and shouted angrily: "She is not a female mouse, what is there to see? Why don't you go explore the way!"
"You bastard! Can you please stop mentioning the word female mouse to me? Are you deliberately trying to make me angry to death?" The big mouse was so angry that his body was shaking.
But he also left on his own.
He took it off with a light hand, and his fingertips scratched his skin, which was as soft and smooth as if it could be broken by a blow. This made Han Feng stunned.
Then, he shook his head suddenly and said: "Don't think too much, I'm just trying to save her, I don't mean to take advantage of her!"
The clothes passed over her shoulders, revealing her white back, and finally hung around her tiny waist, revealing an unknown temptation.
But Han Feng didn't have any evil thoughts. He reached out and touched the wound on his back, then suddenly inserted it into the wound, penetrated directly and held his heart tightly.
"Hmm..." Perhaps it was the severe pain, but Nangong Youya let out a soft murmur while unconscious.
Moreover, fragrant sweat immediately oozed from his body, and he was constantly trembling with pain. Liu Mo's eyebrows were even tighter and furrowed.
"Immortal Demonic Art, start!"
Han Feng didn't think too much and immediately used the Immortal Illusion Demonic Technique. Immediately, rot appeared on his palms, and at the same time, it continued to Nangong Youya's heart.
Due to the rotting of his palms, Han Feng was also suffering from pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.
At this point, the palm of the hand has become bone-like.
As for Nangong Youya's heart, the broken wound had completely rotted away, but it showed no signs of rebirth!
Suddenly, Han Feng became anxious.
However, no matter how anxious he was, only his palms were rotting and reborn, and Nangong Youya's heart was only rotting, instead of being able to be regenerated and healed intact!
"What's wrong?"
Han Feng's thoughts were racing, and he kept thinking about the reason. Finally, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and he shouted excitedly: "That's right! I may know it! The Immortal Magic Art is guided by my essence and blood, so I want to do it for him
To repair the damaged heart, we must fuse her essence and blood!"
As soon as he thought about it, he immediately stretched out his other hand, nodded from behind to the center of Nangong Youya's eyebrows, and then used his own spiritual power to forcibly take out a drop of Nangong Youya's blood essence.
boom--
The essence and blood melted and were absorbed by Han Feng!
Slowly using this as an introduction, the power of the Immortal Illusion Demonic Art will immediately generate two different forces, which intersect but blend together.
At that moment, Nangong Youya's rotten heart wound actually miraculously reversed itself.
Flesh and blood floated, and then solidified!
In an instant, Nangong Youya's aura suddenly recovered. Although this process was not faster than Han Feng's, it could really save his life.
Time passed slowly, and after three hours, Nangong Youya's heart was almost completely repaired.
But at this moment, Nangong Youya suddenly let out a cooing murmur, and then opened his eyes...
The light breeze blew through my body, but I felt an inexplicable itchiness. I looked down and suddenly blushed.
However, without knowing it, she suddenly noticed that there was a hand holding tightly on her heart.
Moreover, my damaged heart is repairing itself at an extremely slow speed, which is extremely miraculous!
Suddenly, I was so excited and scared that I wanted to turn around and see who was holding the hand that was holding my heart!
But a voice sounded first: "Don't move yet, I'm about to repair your damaged heart, you just need to calmly adjust your breath."
"Han Feng!" Nangong Youya said in shock.
"It's me." Han Feng.
"I..." Nangong Youya still wanted to speak, but she remembered Han Feng's words just now, and finally chose to be obedient and meditate.
At that moment, the spiritual power slowly condensed and was mobilized throughout the body to stabilize her breath and injuries.
In this way, both of them remained silent.
However, the red light on Nangong Youya's face never dissipated, after all, she was topless at this time!
Thinking of this makes me feel confused.
When her heart was in a state of confusion, her breath became disordered and her spiritual power spread out in all directions. This made her, who was already weak, feel a heat in her throat and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Blood dripped from the corner of her mouth and fell on her fair chest. It was so hot and itchy that she couldn't help but let out a sweet moan.
The voice is charming and fatally tempting.
Han Feng was not a saint, so he was suddenly disturbed and his body became increasingly hot. He swallowed his saliva instinctively...
However, at this moment, Nangong Youya's damaged heart was finally completely repaired, which made Han Feng immediately withdraw his hand.
Then, he stretched out his hand to pull the clothes around his waist, and immediately covered his fair upper body, saying awkwardly: "Okay, please put on your clothes first."
"Yeah." Nangong Youya.
swish swish——
There was a sound of clothes being put on, and after a while Nangong Youya turned away, but with a red face and lowered head, he said: "Han Feng, thank you for saving my life."
[Author's digression]: PS: 3.6~3.9 is the first time this book has been recommended. Banknotes and daily reading are very important. All book friends, please give me your support, thank you!