shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Jing Jia nodded slightly when she heard the words.

Although her son-in-law was an enemy in the past, he really has nothing to say to her daughter.

The two came to Leidian together.

The Linglong Lantern has been prepared by Jing Jia, and it floats in the middle of the main hall.

She stretched out her hand, and the whole lamp fell down leisurely.

Feng Fuce lowered his eyes, seeing the lights dimmed.

It should be dying soon.

"Give me hair." Jing Jia said to Feng Fuce.

He took out the prepared box and handed it to Jing Jia.

According to their previous assumptions.

The reason why the Linglong Lantern needs the maintenance of heaven's mana to keep it alive is because the wick left by the true god is about to burn out, so it can only be maintained by mana.

If it can be replaced with a new wick, it may be extremely bright without the blessing of mana.

Jing Jia tried Tang Qian's and Pei Luochuan's one by one.

The hair was twisted into strands, and as soon as it was placed on the lamp, it was burned to ashes.

It seems that they are not.

Jing Jia shook her head slightly.

She put Xu Risheng's on it again, still the same.

Only the last strand remains.

Feng Fuce frowned deeply.

If even Master Huizhen's hair is not the same, then the man who was burned before, hope to be bigger.

Feng Fuce will not let go of any opportunity, if Master Huizhen's hair is not good enough, he will go back to the future life and wait for the burnt man to grow his hair!
Jing Jia also concentrated nervously. She twisted the lock of hair into a strand and put it into the Linglong lamp.

Surprisingly, the light didn't burn that section of hair right away.

Jing Jia was overjoyed: "It's a real wick!"

However, in the next second, the Linglong Lamp suddenly erupted with a huge light from the wick!

Feng Fuce's expression turned serious: "Be careful!"

He grabbed Jing Jia's arm and pulled her out!
Not only did the Linglong Lantern not fall to the ground, but it was lifted into the air rapidly until it broke through the roof of the Thunder Hall.

Feng Fuce and Jing Jia looked up and saw thousands of lights shining on the Three Realms.

Tens of millions of auras have been crossed.

Jing Jia finally smiled reassuringly, with tears in her eyes: "It's done."

Feng Fuce looked at the sky in disbelief.

Until the light of the Linglong lamp weakened and turned back down again.

The difference from before is that its inner wick has really become much longer.

At this time, the Linglong Lamp, which does not need any mana blessing, shines brightly and brilliantly.

Feng Fuce was very happy.

He said goodbye to Jing Jia, and hurried back to the Demon Realm.

He wants to share this good news with Bai Zhi'er!

However, after returning, he saw Bai Zhi'er was still lying on the bed, frowning and eyes closed, still uncomfortable.

The joy on Feng Fuce's face was instantly swept away.

He stepped forward and stroked Bai Zhi'er's forehead.

Sensing someone, she opened her eyes slightly.

"Husband..." Bai Zhi'er's voice was hoarse and tired: "How is Linglong Lantern?"

Feng Fuce nodded immediately: "Okay, it's just that I thought your discomfort was related to Linglong Deng being too weak, but since Linglong Deng has recovered, why do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Bai Zhi'er was about to speak, when he suddenly vomited out.

This movement scared Feng Linxing who was eavesdropping at the door.

"Mom!" He heard, and rushed in directly.

Feng Fuce's face turned cold, he couldn't help but immediately sent a voice transmission to Jing Jia.

After a while, Jing Jia rushed over.

"Zhi'er!" She stepped forward, but Bai Zhi'er had already vomited and fell asleep completely.

Feng Fuce frowned and said, "What's wrong with her? There is nothing wrong with her pulse, and the two elders can't see anything wrong."