Seeing Wu Feng frowning and not responding for a long time, the little witch couldn't wait, so she pushed Wu Feng with her hand and said anxiously: How about it, is there any way to save you? I'm saying something.

Wu Feng then turned his head, glanced at the little demon girl, and said dejectedly: In order to save you, it used a great magic to ignite the Yin Fire. Its vitality was almost exhausted, and I hit it a few more times. I think it was beyond help.

As he said that, Wu Feng exchanged the big blue bird for the little demon girl, and walked to the big stone she was leaning against just now, and sat down. He felt a little uncomfortable. The big bird was so nice to the little demon girl, just like the master treating him, and he could even give his life at all costs. Although they are all cult demons, Wu Feng would also be moved by the true feelings between them. If he could save this big bird, Wu Feng would definitely save it. It’s a pity that he is not Xue Gui Doctor, and he doesn’t have his ability to resurrect the dead, so he is helpless.

The little demon girl cried bitterly while holding the dying blue thrush bird. The tears rolled down like broken beads and dripped on the big bird. Seeing her sadness, Wu Feng's heart stinged for no reason. He couldn't bear to look at it, so he had to close his eyes.

It’s all your fault that you killed my aunt. I want you to pay your life. While a cry of sadness sounded, Wu Feng also heard the sound of soft swords. He immediately opened his eyes and saw the little demon holding the big bird in one hand and waving the soft sword in the other hand, and stabbing towards Wu Feng.

Wu Feng sat there without moving, just as the little demon's sword was one foot away from him, Wu Feng suddenly stretched out his fingers and grabbed the little demon's soft sword, and said angrily: Are you crazy? If you hadn't snatched away the doctor Xue, I wouldn't have been lazy to come to this ghost place. This bird used great magic to save you, exhausted its vitality, but you were on my head again.

I didn't care about the little witch and cried: Anyway, you hurt my aunt. If it weren't for killing me, my aunt wouldn't have become like this. I don't care what you do. Even if you steal the elixir of Taishang Laojun from heaven, you must save my aunt, otherwise I, Li Ruoyun, and you will never end up with you.

When Wu Feng heard the word "Xiandan", he suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind. It seemed that he had remembered something. He must have not had the Xiandan himself, but Wu Feng remembered that the yellow-haired monkey brought some things from the ancestor's grandfather not long ago, and he also thought that there were some elixirs, what the medicine was used for. The ancestor's grandfather did not say too much, but said that it could quickly improve his skills. As for whether there were other wonderful uses, Wu Feng was not sure.

The blue thrush bird just used its vitality and ignited the Yin Fire. The elixirs of the ancestor's grandfather can improve their skills. The vitality is the origin and the foundation of the output of their skills. Once the skill is improved, it will be fed back to the origin and repair the vitality in the body. In other words, the elixirs of the ancestor's grandfather may be able to save the big bird.

No matter what, these elixirs were refined by the ancestor grandfather. The ancestor grandfather was the ancestor Maoshan, who was like a god. The elixirs he refined were given to him, which must be very useful, and there is no doubt that this is because Wu Feng knew that the old man still loved him very much and kept all the treasures for him.
Chapter completed!