Fengjiu's usual lazy look disappeared from her face. She placed one hand on his chest, her eyes serious, and said firmly, "He helped me before. I can't let him die."
Little Fire Phoenix was captivated by the look on her face and could only ask in a low voice: "How do you want to save him? Even I can't help with this thousand-year cold poison."
"No, you can help." Fengjiu suddenly gave him a meaningful smile.
Hearing this, Little Fire Phoenix blinked his eyes, a little curious, and just when he was about to ask her what she meant, he saw her unbuttoning his clothes, revealing his frosted chest, and using both hands to inject mysterious power into pressing the acupuncture points on his body.
"Come here." She suddenly stopped and looked at the little fire phoenix.
"Ah? What?" Although confused, the little fire phoenix still stood up and walked over to her side.
Fengjiu gave him an unspeakably gentle smile, which gave him goose bumps all over his body, but the next moment, he let out a scream.
“Ah! My hand! My hand is bleeding... You, you woman, what on earth are you doing!?”
He looked at her angrily, feeling very aggrieved.
"I'll lend you some blood. It's just a small cut, it won't take much blood." She pulled his little hand to Ling Mohan's lips and dripped the blood from her fingers into his mouth.
As soon as the Fire Phoenix's blood entered his mouth, the coldness in his body gradually dissipated, as if it was suppressed, and a surge of heat surged through his body. The heat relaxed his stiff body, and his body, which had been curled up into a ball, finally no longer shrank.
"My blood is so useful?" Only then did he realize what she meant by her previous words.
Seeing that he had finally recovered, Fengjiu let out a sigh of relief and explained, "You are the ancient fire phoenix. The blood of the fire phoenix is the hottest, so it can naturally suppress the cold poison in his body."
Then, he touched his little head and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, it can be regarded as returning a favor for me."
"Hmph!" The little fire phoenix turned his face away awkwardly, but in his heart he was very happy because of her words.
"How long do you plan to keep him here? What if he wakes up?"
"There are people chasing him outside. I will take him out after they are far away. His coldness has been suppressed, so he should be waking up soon. With his ability, he should be fine as long as he wakes up."
After hearing this, the little fire phoenix stopped talking.
And Fengjiu did as she said, and took him out and laid him on the grass half an hour later.
"Uncle, I have saved your life. I have something else to do, so let's say goodbye." Seeing his eyelashes fluttering, she knew he was about to wake up, and immediately used strange steps to rush into the forest...
Not long after she left, Ling Mohan woke up, and the voice of the little beggar was still vaguely echoing in his mind.
He looked at his restored body in surprise, feeling the chill being suppressed. He was shocked and looked around, but the little beggar was no longer there...
As for Fengjiu, she was worried that Guan Xilin, the big fool, was still waiting for her there, so she rushed to the original place overnight. When it was bright, she finally came under the big tree. Seeing that he was no longer there, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.