Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 4643?? 3 Wishes

With just one glance, Jian Wushuang realized that Feng Qi's current situation was far more serious than he had imagined.

The shattered soul was like wisps of smoke, unstoppably escaping, unable to condense.

If it wasn't for the Feng clan, one of the three ancient clans, the Void God's blow would have been enough to kill Feng Qi.

Perhaps sensing the entry of external force, a handsome young man with bare upper body got up and was about to get angry and blast others, but when he saw Jian Wushuang, the anger in his eyes turned to loneliness and sadness.

"How's the situation, what do I need to do?" Jian Wushuang stepped forward and asked.

The handsome young man hesitated to speak, and finally said, "I'm afraid, it will be very difficult for the ancestor to get through this time."

When Jian Wushuang heard the words, his heart sank suddenly, "Impossible, can't all of you Feng Clan be reborn from Nirvana? I have also seen Feng Qi perform it, and he quickly recovered from the dying state."

"That's right, our Feng family can indeed achieve nirvana, but the spirit of our ancestor has been dispersed, and we can't even wake up our ancestor, how can she achieve nirvana?" With the same force, it cannot be awakened."

Looking at the divine soul that could not be suppressed to dissipate even in the Nirvana formation, I am afraid that if this continues, Feng Qi will really die.

Without thinking, Jian Wushuang said directly, "Can you let me enter the formation? I want to try."

A flash of hesitation flashed in the handsome young man's eyes, but before he could speak, Jian Wushuang rushed straight into the formation.

An urgent voice came from behind, "We must hurry up, I am afraid that the ancestor may fall at any time."

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang came to the very center of the formation, looked at Feng Qi who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and slowly sat in front of her.

"I am coming."

The hot little flames dissipated with the wind.

Jian Wushuang recounted the past to Feng Qi like a heart-to-heart conversation, from the first meeting to the side-by-side battles again and again, he described everything exactly.

"I am very grateful for all the things you have done. You saved my life in Luodu, and you saved my wife's life without hesitation in the foreign battlefield. It is equivalent to owe you two lives now. If you If I can't wake up, I'm afraid I really have nothing to report."

"When you wake up,

I will promise you, or the Phoenix Clan three promises, no matter where and when I am in the future, these three promises will be valid forever. "

"In addition, I think that in the next few years, if there is no woman like you in the universe of divine power, it would be too boring."

The calm words were accompanied by hair-thin flames that dissipated in this formation.

And the handsome young man who was like an ant on a hot pot outside the formation also stopped at this moment, his eyes fixed on the center of the formation.

Feng Qi's soul that had been constantly escaping began to stop escaping outwards, and at the same time, those scattered souls began to transform into the appearance of a little fire phoenix, and quickly retracted into the body.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang was overjoyed, and cut open the wrist of his left hand, and immediately the divine blood, which belonged to the super-perfect creature physique, dripped on Feng Qi's left half of his body.

The divine blood, which contained strong and tenacious vitality, quickly repaired and nourished Feng Qi's broken body like vines.

The skin is filled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and every meridian is being repaired.

And Feng Qi's pale face also turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Qi slowly opened her eyes, looking at Jian Wushuang who was urging the divine blood to nourish her, she said quietly, "I heard what you just said."

Jian Wushuang, who was already a little dizzy, forced a smile, "It's good to hear it, if you can't hear me, it's useless."

"Are you serious about what you said?" Feng Qi continued to ask.

Jian Wushuang nodded, "Naturally."

A look of joy appeared on Feng Qi's face, but he didn't see Jian Wushuang's increasingly pale face, "You don't owe me anything, I save you, that's all because of my willingness."

After bleeding for nearly half a stick of incense, even Jian Wushuang was almost unable to hold on.

"Hurry up, go to Nirvana, I can't hold on anymore..."

Only then did Feng Qi react, and hurriedly stood up, covering the wound between Jian Wushuang's wrists with his hands, "You are such an idiot, you are not afraid of damaging the original source after shedding so much blood of the original source!"

Jian Wushuang shook his head slowly, "Leave me alone... your business is important, don't delay."

"Then you wait here for me, and don't leave no matter what." Feng Qi bit her lips lightly, "If you leave, I won't proceed."

Jian Wushuang just felt dizzy and couldn't care about anything else, so he could only nod his head repeatedly.

Feng Qi smiled, turned around and walked behind.

In front of her, a barrier that was braving blazing and terrifying flames was completely opened.

A pair of flaming wings burst out from Feng Qi's back, and then entered the enchanted fire field.

When her front feet left the ground, Jian Wushuang passed out in the center of the formation.

Due to the order of the ancestors, the descendants of the Feng clan did not dare to step into the formation easily, so they could only scratch their heads and control the heat to make Jian Wushuang in the eyes of the formation as comfortable as possible...

Time passed by bit by bit, and two days later, thousands of fire feathers suddenly appeared in the calm fire barrier.

At the same time, a handsome and heroic woman with huge fiery red wings rushed out of it.

After the success of Nirvana, Feng Qi ran directly to Jian Wushuang who was drowsy in his eyes.

She also raised her hand and cut her wrist, dripping the blood of the phoenix breath from her ancestors into Jian Wushuang's mouth.

Seeing this, the handsome young man standing on the outermost edge hurriedly said, "Old Ancestor, you absolutely must not!"

Feng Qi ignored it, and the divine blood of the Feng clan's ancestral line continued to drip into his mouth at a constant speed.

"Absorb it, you must absorb more."

The ancestral blood of the Feng clan entered his throat, and all the meridians in Jian Wushuang's body burned at the same time.

At the same time, a phoenix shadow with spread wings and long cry appeared in the center of his chest, like a living thing.

And Feng Qi, after thinking about it for a while, stretched out his right hand and quickly drew on Jian Wushuang's left arm.

Immediately, a simple phoenix totem emerged, and then it was hidden under the skin.

After doing all this, Feng Qi smirked like a child, and then returned to his usual lonely and cold appearance.

When the ancestral blood of the Feng clan that entered Jian Wushuang's body reached saturation, Feng Qi withdrew his palm.

Everything became calm, and Jian Wushuang fell into a deep sleep again.

Feng Qi walked out of the formation slowly, and said in a low voice, "You guys take good care of Palace Mistress Wushuang here, and let me know when you wake up."

The handsome young man nodded in agreement, and then continued to activate the formation carefully.

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