Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Fan Tianluo's heart was shaken, and she almost cried: "Di Bo."

The strong wind swept both of them up, and swept towards the main square in the opposite direction. With a flash of rich khaki light, Di Bo's figure appeared in midair.

Fan Tianluo hugged Mo Xingchen, who had fallen into a coma, but still hugged her tightly, her heart ached like a knife, knowing that Di Bo had arrived and she would not be in danger, so she immediately asked Xiao Boti to go into her silver cup and take out the last one. Give Mo Xingchen a Wuhen Pill.

"Sister, you only have one, what about your own injury?" Little Bodhi was not very happy. To him, Fantianluo was much more important than Mo Xingchen.

"Don't be naughty, give it to him quickly, I'm fine, just give me some repair pills first." Fan Tianluo said, enduring the messy pain in her body.

Little Bodhi sighed inwardly, and could only give Mo Xingchen the last precious Wuhen Pill. Wuhen Pill was a fifth-grade elixir. No matter how serious the injury was, as long as he didn't die, it could be healed within an hour.

Fan Tianluo breathed a sigh of relief seeing Mo Xingchen swallowed the elixir, and the pain that followed made her groan a few times. Little Bodhi could only quickly release the green spiritual power to relieve her pain.

With the help of Di Bo, the two of them fell to the ground slowly, and they were not injured any more, but the big square is no longer a flat square at this moment, but has become a huge valley. If anyone sees it, they will surely I was too scared to speak.

"Little girl, take this medicine quickly." Di Bo couldn't help sighing when he saw that Fantianluo had given the Wuhen Pill to Mo Xingchen, and he had swallowed a few repair pills. A shiny snow-white elixir came.

"Di Bo, what kind of elixir is this?" Fan Tianluo immediately exclaimed in her heart when she saw it. It was clearly a sixth-grade elixir. Although she asked, she had already opened her mouth, because she believed that Di Bo would not harm her.

"Hmph, this is the pill of divine cultivation. It has the same properties as your Wuhen pill, but the recovery speed is only half an hour." Di Bo was heartbroken. Although he had been an imperial alchemist, these high-grade pills Not many, after all, there are too few materials. He has lived for so many years, but he has not cultivated many.

"Shenxiu Pill, Di Bo, you, you are a high-grade alchemist, don't lie to me." Fan Tianluo spit out another mouthful of blood while speaking, which is scary no matter how you look at it.

"Little girl, stop talking and take care of yourself. What happened just now? How could there be high-level energy?" Di Bo looked at the place where Zhu Yue left and asked, and suddenly his old face changed, "Leave first Here, someone is coming." During the conversation, the earthy yellow light lit up, the two were surrounded by the light, and a dark crack appeared in the air, and Di Bo took the two of them away directly from the space.

Fan Tianluo looked at the darkness in the space channel, and before she could react, light appeared. She and Mo Xingchen went directly to the valley building, and it was Mo Xingchen's room.

Mo Xingchen's body was directly put on the bed by Di Bo, while Fan Tianluo floated and was arranged on the grand teacher's chair beside him.

"Di Bo, yes, it was Zhu Yue who crushed the energy jade tablet." Fan Tianluo said with a painful saliva.

Di Bo raised his eyebrows and said: "The old man hasn't looked at you for a few days, and you have caused such a big disaster. If I didn't feel right just now, you and this kid fell from such a high place, I'm afraid you will die. Already." Di Bo shook his head, "That power itself is not as strong as the master who received this energy, you are all like this, if it is released by that Pearl Yue, I am afraid that it will not feel better than you now."