?Can you withstand it?"

"Just don't worry about it."

Feng Yin comforted him: "Go to your sleep quickly. They are all here to help us anyway. We can't die."

Dong Xiaoyan hummed and said feebly: "That's great... I thought I was dead this time, and I was dragging you down... Thinking about it, it's better to live... I haven't found my in-laws yet..."

As he talked, unspeakable fatigue came over him completely. He tilted his head and fell asleep leaning on Feng Yin's shoulder.

Feng Yin was so amused by this silly brain circuit that he almost laughed. Even though he felt uncomfortable now, he still couldn't help but want to laugh.

I can't help but sigh, with such a naive character, it's no wonder that Yu Weiran and his wife said that he was the best candidate to find a wife.

If anyone marries her, he will really never be lonely in this life.

Because she can always say something that makes you laugh or cry, and do some stupid things!

Feng Yin thought in his mind and took out four self-made elixirs. Regardless of the pain of Coptis chinensis, he first threw one into his mouth, then gave another one to Dong Xiaoyan, and then gave one to each of the Bai Changshan brothers.

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Although the elixir he refined was not very effective on himself, the effect on outsiders was still quite good. Compared with the elixir given by the Cat King, Feng Yin still felt that his own elixir was more effective.

Then he closed his eyes, chanted the Hualing Sutra wholeheartedly, and began to heal and rest.

The injury this time was really extremely serious. This was the first time Feng Yin suffered such a heavy injury since his debut.

It was almost just a hair's breadth away from the end of my life.

Even though Feng Yin still has the last trump card hidden, Feng Yin himself knows that no matter how much progress the little guy makes, he will never be able to last long in such a siege!

He always kept Feng Ying from leaving, hoping more that Feng Ying could preserve his strength and look for opportunities to escape... Although Feng Yin also knew that the little guy would most likely not abandon him and escape alone, but in this desperate situation, with the two of them,

It's better to die together than to leave a glimmer of life for the little guy.

"My cultivation level is still too low. If my cultivation level was enough, why would I have reached this point and adopted such a bad strategy?"

Feng Yin closed his eyes and stopped looking at the carnage in the field.

The overall situation has been decided, and there really is nothing left to see.

If the two powerful men, the Cat King and the Bear Queen, combined with thousands of Bear Clan masters, can't defeat these people from three mountains in front of them, then something really weird has happened.

Suddenly, I heard Xiao Ziqiu yelling in panic: "I am a disciple of Junshan, the Demon King, but is there any misunderstanding?"

"I am Junshan...Junshan..."

"What the hell is Junshan!"

A sharp scolding: "How can Junshan, a mere mortal, try to save face in front of me?"

"I am Jun...ah..."

Then there was a scream from Xiao Ziqiu. I don't know whether he died in the hands of the Bear Queen or the Cat King. In short, his voice was gone, his life was gone, and he died.

After that, the exciting battle sounds unique to the bear warriors continued to sound, spreading in all directions, far or near.

"Don't let any of them go... I have ten thousand sticks!"

"You can't be beaten ten thousand times!"

"Awww...aowww..."

The bear clan shouted, which probably means 'charge, kill...'.

Rumble... everyone is working hard.

One side wants to understand the battle as quickly as possible and annihilate all opponents, while the other side is trying its best to fight for survival.
Chapter completed!