Xiaojiao's body was riddled with holes, and there was almost only one skeleton left. But its eyes have become brighter than ever before.
Han Yu's vitality came to an abrupt halt halfway through, and he was surprised and happy, and Xiaojiao finally survived the difficulty.
"Shhhhh..."
On Xiaojiao's wound, countless rays of light flickered, more splendid than a rainbow. It could be seen that its wound was actually recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This kind of self-injury-style breaking and standing, only Xiaojiao, an existence with powerful bloodline power, can use it. Even Han Yu can't, his body is so traumatized, his bloodline power does not have a strong self-healing ability, so he can only wait for death.
And Xiaojiao has a powerful self-healing ability.
"boom!"
The breath on Xiaojiao's body grew from nothing, from existence to prosperity. When it reached a peak, it stopped for a while, and then it was like a river bursting its embankment, and it rushed forward with the momentum of breaking bamboo.
The breath soared again, and finally broke through the barrier between the peak of the demon general and the first-order demon king, and successfully broke through to the realm of the first-order demon king. The speed at which it healed itself began to soar.
Han Yu involuntarily gave a thumbs up, and Han Yu admired what Xiaojiao did.
Although Xiaojiao is still suffering unparalleled torment, there is a humanized smile in his eyes, which is quite proud.
Han Yu burst into laughter, and his dangling heart finally slowly fell. He hurriedly threw three rank nine medicines to Xiaojiao, Xiaojiao put it in his mouth and swallowed it in his stomach with a few squeaks. The essence of the ninth-grade medicine instantly flowed throughout the body, assisting the power of blood to heal its injuries.
Just breaking through, Xiaojiao's momentum is very strong, and the power of blood is also active like never before. It only took three days for the injury to heal. If it is normal, such an injury, even if it is Xiaojiao with a very strong self-healing ability, there is no way to do it. Moon is absolutely impossible to heal.
After the healed little horn, the body was once again covered with hair that was as white as snow, its golden horns became brighter, and the golden hair on the top of the head was actually more than before. This breakthrough, its blood power also recovered a little.
Xiaojiao waited until his injuries had fully recovered, and then gradually restrained his breath. He stood up, his front feet wrapped around his chest, his head held high, and Han Yu squinted at Han Yu with a look of "Brother hanging?"
Han Yu ran over and hugged Xiaojiao, very happy.
Xiaojiao looked very reserved, still holding his front feet, posing a cool look. However, when Han Yu told it that he was going to barbecue a seventh-order demon king to celebrate, the little guy instantly revealed his stuff and squeaked, how could he still have the slightest arrogance.
"Young Master, Young Master Ye is here again." A maid's voice came from the door.
This is the fourth time she has come to report. That young master surnamed Ye has to come every day.
"Take him to the living room." Han Yu frowned. He didn't know this young master surnamed Ye. He came to him again and again. What was the reason
After the maid left, Han Yu sorted out his clothes and walked out of the room. Xiaojiao skillfully jumped onto Han Yu's shoulders and squatted there lazily.
Han Yu walked slowly on purpose, and didn't enter the living room until ten minutes later. In the living room stood a tall man, wearing a very fancy dress, on which was actually embroidered with some blooming peonies.
Han Yu instantly lost his affection for this man. I'm afraid it's not a good thing for a man to wear such clothes. He walked in from the side door, just saw the back of "Young Master Ye", but couldn't see his appearance.
Han Yu coughed dryly, and the "Young Master Ye" turned around.
This is a young man who looks like a jade and is suave, but there is always a touch of frivolity between his eyebrows, which makes Han Yu slightly unhappy. He held a folding fan in his hand and shook it gently, looking unruly.
"Are you looking for me?" Han Yu walked to the main seat and sat down, but he didn't let him sit.
"Looking for flowers in the lower leaves, I have nothing to do, I came here to visit the neighbors." The man closed his folding fan, folded his fist and smiled slightly. The voice is very soft, soft and a little annoying.
Han Yu sneered, he's been here these days, and it's no wonder he believes he has nothing to do.
Ye Xunhua was not restrained, she sat on a chair at will, her eyes turned to the small horn on Han Yu's shoulder, her eyes suddenly lit up, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Ye Xunhua's mood was fluctuating without any concealment, and Han Yu saw it all. Han Yu asked calmly, "What's your business with me?"
Ye Xunhua said: "I want to make friends with Daoist brother."
Han Yu said indifferently: "I'm not a famous person, you want to see me again and again, is it as simple as making friends?"
Han Yu's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he could directly penetrate Ye Xunhua's heart.
"Haha... Brother Daoist's eyes are like torches, and you can see through it all at once." Ye Xunhua laughed, not at all ashamed of being exposed to lies, and said, "It's true to be friends with Brother Daoist, and there is another purpose. , just to see this little guy."
Ye Xunhua pointed at the small horn, and her eyes showed a deep love.
From what Ye Xunhua said and the change in his expression when he first saw Xiaojiao, it can be seen that he has seen Xiaojiao before.
Han Yu's face showed an unpleasant look, and said, "I'm not familiar with you either."
Ye Xunhua said: "Don't misunderstand, Daoist brother, I have no malicious intentions. I really just have a pure heart that is strong with Daoist brother. I really want to make friends with Daoist brother. By the way, take a look at this little boy. Guys, open your eyes!"
Han Yu stood up and said, "Since that's the case, look at it now, you can go."
Ye Xunhua was not annoyed, she stood up and cupped her hands and said, "I don't know brother Gao's name yet? I hope you will let me know!"
"See off!" Han Yu waved his hand and turned to leave.
"Snapped!"
Ye Xunhua opened the folding fan, slowly fanned it, looked at Han Yu's leaving back, smiled lightly, "It's interesting."
Although Han Yu left, his soul power had always locked Ye Xunhua. Ye Xunhua didn't stay long after Han Yu's order to evict him. He left Han Yu's palace under the escort of his servants and returned to the palace next door. After returning, Ye Xunhua called a few beauties, made a pot of good tea, and began to enjoy the tea.
Han Yu took back the power of his soul. From this basic observation, Ye Xunhua seemed to have no malicious intentions. But no matter whether it was malicious or not, Han Yu didn't care about him.
After Han Yu returned to his house, he came out again, left the villa directly, left Fenglie City, went to the mountains south of Fenglie City, took out the body of the three-tailed white fox, and began to prepare a sumptuous dinner.