After listening to the conversation between Ling'er and Xuanyi, Jun Liufeng knew that these two people were Ling'er's people, so he did not take any action for the time being.
However, seeing that guy holding her in his arms without her struggling at all, he was furious.
It seems that he has many rivals in love, not just Di Shitian!
Moreover, if his feeling was correct, the moves of these two people just now revealed a faint spiritual power.
He was sure—they were not ordinary people!
The corners of his mouth curled up with regret, and a hint of sarcasm naturally appeared. In fact, even if there were no competitors, he seemed unworthy of Xiaoguai, wasn't he
hehe…
Feng Ling has a childish temper, especially when it comes to Ling'er, his emotions become more and more difficult to control. Nangong Tianlan has already knelt on one knee, which means he has already lost. But when he thought of the harm Ling'er suffered, Feng Ling raised his leg again.
"Xiao Feng, that's enough!" Ling'er saw this and immediately spoke up to stop him. Nangong Tianlan was already injured, and if he was kicked again, he probably wouldn't be able to recover for a while.
She no longer had the same excitement towards Nangong Tianlan as when they first met, but at the same time, she didn't want to kill him.
Feng Ling always obeyed Ling'er's orders. So when Ling'er opened her mouth, he immediately stopped what he was doing.
Although he couldn't understand why his master did this, as long as it was his master's order, he would carry it out meticulously.
This is the rule of Yunhai City!
"Ahem." He coughed twice, then waved at Feng Ling, "Xiao Feng, come here."
Bright red blood overflowed from the corners of her lips, flowed down her delicate chin and slender white jade neck, soaking the necklace around her neck, which was called a necklace but was actually the key to the Tianze Treasury.
"Little cutie!"
"Little girl!"
"Owner!"
Ling'er's not optimistic condition made everyone worried!
Feng Ling ran to Ling'er without saying anything, looking at her anxiously with a pair of emerald green eyes.
"Damn it, Master, you are injured like this. If the Prime Minister knew about this, he would definitely skin us alive!" He carefully pinched the corner of Ling'er's clothes with his big hands and stamped his feet anxiously.
“Okay… I… I’m fine… Let’s… Let’s go…” Before he could finish his words, his little head drooped and he completely fainted.
"Little sweetheart!" Jun Liufeng stood up suddenly and stepped forward, his beautiful face full of worry. He wanted to reach out, but he knew that with his current strength, there was no way to take her away from Prince Xuan's mansion safely. So, he couldn't.
"Master! Master!" Seeing Ling'er fainted, Feng Ling and Xuan Yi were completely panicked.
"Xuan Yi, what should we do now? What should we do? What should the master do?" Looking at the motionless person in front of her, Feng Ling was about to cry.
At this moment, Nangong Tianlan's voice sounded again, "This is the Resurrection Pill, give it to her."
Hearing this, Feng Ling turned around abruptly and glared at Nangong Tianlan fiercely, "Humph, who wants your broken pill? If it weren't for you, would the master be injured like this? This is nothing, a slap in the face and a sweet date! Let me tell you, if anything happens to the master, I will make sure that all your clans will be buried with you!"
Feng Ling emphasized the last four words. God knows, he was definitely not joking.
"Okay Feng Ling, let's go back to find the Prime Minister." At this moment, Xuan Yi really couldn't care about anything else except Ling'er in his arms.
The master's breath is getting weaker and weaker. We must go back and treat him immediately.
If there is anyone in this world who can save her, it must be Qinglan!
Cloud Sea Palace.
The ancient palace was supreme and majestic. The floor was carved with intricate patterns, silently exuding a solemn atmosphere. In what seemed to be a closed space, purple vines surrounded it, and the long vines climbed up along the walls, forming a natural wall.
The purple flowers are in full bloom, as dense as stars in the sky, or like embroidery carefully sewn by the Weaver Girl. The overall look is natural.
The combination of nature and artificial art, the symbiosis of classic and fresh. In the center of such a palace, there is a hexagonal natural cold spring.
The whole body was glowing with purple light, just like a night-shining pearl in the dark night. The only difference was that the purple light was condensed with a coldness that ordinary people could not endure.
In front of the spring stood a jade-made stone tablet, on which were written three large crimson characters: Xiulingquan.
Xiuling Spring is a healing spring unique to the Xia family royal family, used to repair the spiritual bodies of kings of all generations. The spring water is clear and icy cold all year round. Except for the heir to the throne chosen by the royal family, anyone who touches the Xiuling Spring water will be frozen immediately.
Those with shallow cultivation would die on the spot. Even if they had deep cultivation, without the King to thaw them personally, they would be surrounded by ice until they died!
As for how cold the spring water is, no one knows the answer, because everyone who has touched the Xiuling Spring has been reincarnated.
Ling'er was surrounded by purple light, and her entire body, except for the area above her neck, was submerged in water. Her beautiful eyes were closed, her eyelashes curled up, and her face was calm.
His face was pale and almost bloodless, as if he was a corpse that had just been dug out of a coffin, deathly pale.
Qinglan, Yinfeng, Fengling, and Xuanyi were meditating in the southeast, northwest, and northeast directions respectively. They formed seals with their hands and continuously poured soul power into the Xiuling Spring.
Soul power is a power exclusive to Warcraft, which means that only Warcraft has soul power. If the spiritual practitioner is a human, he does not have it.
Soul power, as the name implies, is the power of life. Outputting soul power is extremely harmful to the outputter. Therefore, unless it is voluntary, no one can force a monster to output soul power.
Soul power is also a treasure for spiritual practitioners. Absorbing soul power for one hour can instantly improve one's cultivation by ten years!
Ling'er was seriously injured that day, and after being brought back to Yunhai City by Feng Ling Xuanyi, under Qinglan's order, Ling'er was brought into the Xiuling Spring. Because Ling'er's heart meridian was damaged, she was unable to absorb the healing power of the Xiuling Spring water on her own.
Later, Qinglan thought of a way, which was to use their soul power to force Ling'er's body to absorb it. So, this scene appeared.
The soul power has been output for half an hour, but Ling'er still has no improvement, and she doesn't even have a bit of consciousness.
Feng Ling was a person with an impatient temper. Seeing that they had been trying for so long but the king still didn't open his eyes, she became very flustered.
"Prime Minister, will this method work? Why is the king still not getting better? Damn it!" He was really scared at the moment. He had waited for the king for hundreds of years in Yunhai City and finally got the king back. He hadn't been with the king for a few days, and the king was seriously injured and unconscious. (To be continued)