It was obviously a kiss without any emotion, but it seemed extremely tragic in this sky of fire and shocking pool of blood.

The two of them were tightly clamped together, and their bodies were hot, and the crazy flames seemed to burn them all together.

Now, Xie Wuyan will definitely be affected by blood burning and feel the pain like burning fire on her body.

But he seemed to have no pain, without any loosening, but gradually tightened the hand that was buckled on Shen Wanqing's back.

Chen Wanqing could smell the rust-like bloody smell between his lips and teeth.

She could also clearly feel Xie Wuyan's sharp breath, as if a roasted fish touched the water, and the pain was gradually spread.

Xie Wuyan's power was passed into her body, as if she had split a passage, leading out the burning fire and into his body.

After most of the power is separated, Chen Wanqing is no longer so difficult.

She began to gradually find the trick to prevent herself from being controlled by this force, learn to restrain the spiritual power of rioting in her body, and only spend the point she needs, and then dominate the flames burning from her blood.

Gradually, the riot gradually subsided.

Chen Wanqing opened her eyes.

The surrounding fire was so fierce that it was dizzy, but she could capture it with great accuracy, standing on the ruins not far away, struggling to resist the spy from the Heavenly Dao Palace.

The young man was covered with wounds, spewing a mouthful of blood, then raised his hand with difficulty, and a paper crane transformed into his fingertips.

Blood Crane.

If you stain your own blood on the paper crane and apply a spell, the paper crane will pass the message according to its own thoughts.

Is he going to report to the Heavenly Dao Palace?

Chen Wanqing subconsciously wanted to stop him.

The flame surrounding the young man seemed to have some sense. At the moment when her thoughts arise, she squeezed over with a "boom".

"ah--"

Screaming screams at the top of my lungs.

Before the young man could cast a spell, he even burned his soul completely.

Chen Wanqing was stunned for a moment, looked down at his hands, and felt the riotous spiritual power slowly dissipate.

I originally wanted to leave a living mouth to give Xuantian Pavilion an explanation, but I didn't expect that this power was even more arrogant than I thought.

However, at this moment, a fire suddenly rose behind him.

Chen Wanqing turned around in shock.

Xie Wuyan knelt on the ground, but his back was straight. He lowered his head, and his long black hair covered his face with blood.

He was on fire, and bloodstains had crawled onto his face, and his robes were completely soaked in blood.

Chen Wanqing knew what kind of pain it was, but he didn't say a word, like a dead person, without making any sound.

Chen Wanqing quickly leaned down and held his arm.

For the first time, I didn't feel cold from him, as if I had hit a stove directly, and my palms were burning hot.

"Xie Wuyan." She shouted softly.

He didn't say anything, and he didn't even raise his eyes.

Blood splashed down the neck, splashing on the ground drop by drop.

"Xie Wuyan!"

Chen Wanqing frowned, his voice trembled slightly.

Finally, Xie Wuyan looked up.

He opened his eyes, his eyes as shocking as blood. His eyes focused on her face with difficulty, and he looked at her calmly, moving the corners of his lips, but he couldn't say a word.

"Bang"

Suddenly, the fire ignited again.

"Get in love!" Ji Feichen, who was standing beside him, realized something was wrong, "Get out of there quickly!"

no.

We have to draw out the power in Xie Wuyan's body.

Otherwise he would be burned to death.

Chen Wanqing did not leave, and at this moment, Xie Wuyan raised his hand and put it on her shoulder.

The next second, she was pushed out by Xie Wuyan, and she hit the ruins, pushing them to a safe enough distance.

The fire is surging.

Chen Wanqing's pupils tightened. Before she could even move forward, she was grabbed by Ji Feichen who was rushing towards her.

"Don't go!"

The disciples and elders of Xuantian Pavilion looked alert, but no one dared to get close.

After a long time, the flames finally went out.

Chen Wanqing broke free from Ji Feichen's hand and knelt next to Xie Wuyan.

She looked at Xie Wuyan, who was soaked in blood with bruises all over her body, and reached out to test his breath carefully.

...No breathing anymore.

For some reason, Chen Wanqing suddenly felt his eyes sluggish and his nose hurt. He was about to choke out a tear, and when he saw that the mysterious bird that had just hid in the bone ring jumped out again.

The Xuanniao stopped beside Xie Wuyan, and like a widow who lost her husband, he pounced on him and began to thrust. His wings shook and looked sobbing that he looked heartbroken.

Chen Wanqing was silent for a moment.

I almost choked with tears that were choked by the touch and blows.

She looked at Xuanniao, then looked at Xie Wuyan, who was lying on the ground with a dead look on his face, then stood up and clapped her palms: "Buried, don't worry, I'll choose a good grave for you."

The mysterious bird was struck by lightning, and its crying stopped and did not move.

"It's really cruel."

Suddenly, Xie Wuyan's voice rang slowly.

He smiled a few times in a dull voice before slowly lifting his eyes, with a smile in his eyes. Although he looked wounded, his eyes were still so picky and sarcastic.

It seems that it is not serious.

No one pretends to be scary.

Chen Wanqing couldn't help but feel a little angry when she thought that she was almost tortured to tears just now. She raised her hand and wanted to pat Xie Wuyan's chest to vent her anger, but she was afraid of touching his wound, so she raised her hand and then slapped the black bird's head with her palm.

The black bird was so scared that it fluttered.

Xie Wuyan lay on the ground without moving, looking at her with a smile: "How did you guess it?"

Chen Wanqing: "Forget it, there are so many Xuanniao operas, but the performance is very fake. Think about it, the night when you caught the painted ghost before, did it cry like this?"

...Xie Wuyan glanced at Xuanniao quietly.

The Xuanniao was shocked and immediately hid back into the bone ring.

Chen Wanqing stretched out his hand at him: "I will help you stand up."

"I can't stand up." Xie Wuyan said lightly, "I almost moved my internal organs by your fire. I can't tell you that you are quite powerful."

This sentence aroused Chen Wanqing's damn guilty feeling.

She squatted down next to Xie Wuyan again, drooping her eyelids, and after a long time, she said softly: "Thank you."

"How can I thank you?"

Chen Wanqing racked his brains: "Otherwise, if I can do it, I will promise you a request?"

“Three.”

"…one!"

“Three.”

“…We each took one step back, two.”

Xie Wuyan glanced at her up and down, thought for a while, then nodded: "The deal."

Then, he stood up from the ground, passed by Chen Wanqing, who was stunned, and walked straight away Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing, who stood aside to make room for the two of them.

Chen Wanqing was full of questions: "?"

Who said that the internal organs were moved?

In fact, Xie Wuyan would have died.

He forcibly broke through the seal spell and used his demonic power to serve as bait to lure out the spiritual power of the riot in Chen Wanqing's body.

But Chen Wanqing's physique is too special.

Her soul and flesh are all treasures coveted by the human world and demon world. In addition, Xie Wuyan is probably the only person in this world who can control this power except Shen Wanqing.
To be continued...