"Owner."
Jiang Li sat quietly on the mat to heal his wounds for only a moment when Xiao Qi appeared silently.
"How's it going?"
Jiang Li did not change his movements, but just opened his eyes and looked at him.
"More than half of them have been killed or wounded. They will soon succeed."
"Have those people from the Muling tribe eaten the Guyuan grass?"
Guyuancao, as its name suggests, has the function of restoring and stabilizing vitality.
These were the herbs that Xiao Qi exchanged with Chu Liangyu while disguising himself as a vendor.
"Including this time, they took it twice in total. If they take it again, the seeds will take root in their hearts completely."
"Well, tell those people who have been placed there to watch carefully."
After reporting the matter, the two were silent for a long time. Xiao Qi also did not speak, quietly waiting for his next instructions.
"Go down, there's nothing for you to do for now."
Xiao Qi seemed to suddenly remember something and turned around. After hesitating for a moment, he asked him, "Do you want to bury the body of the man outside?"
"Bury it. As for the location...it's up to you to find it."
Jiang Li frowned and suddenly felt a little tired all over.
He lowered his head again to glance at the black blood flowing from the wound and couldn't help but sigh: "Last time, it was a powder that made the dagger sharper, but now it's his turn and it's turned into poison."
I don’t know if it was just bad luck or if Chu Liangyu did it specifically for him.
In any case, this poison is not fatal to him as one of the heirs; it will just take him a little longer.
"It's better to end it sooner."
Fortunately, she will definitely be seriously injured after this incident. If he really waits for her to grow up, he may really have no hope of getting that position.
Above the Xihe tribe, dense swarms of birds and orcs blocked most of the light in this space. The snow was dyed red with bright red blood. The increasingly strong smell of blood and shouts of killing made this place look like hell on earth.
Feng Qiwu is one of the only two orcs with wings at this moment, and accordingly, he has the most enemies around him.
If he had one more helper by his side, the battle situation wouldn't be so urgent.
He caught a glimpse of Feng Qingqing hiding in the corner and couldn't help but get angry. A phoenix cry was heard, which made the people around him slow down their movements.
"Is he having a seizure?"
"Who knows? Maybe he can't hold on any longer."
"I say, we are fighting, how can you still be in the mood to chat?"
Unexpectedly, the two of them turned their heads and looked at him, saying in unison: "None of your business!"
"I, I just want to ask why you are so fierce."
The Phoenix True Fire spread outward with Feng Qiwu as the center. This move came extremely suddenly, and those who got close were burned to ashes the moment they got close. Those on the periphery could only barely save their lives temporarily if they reacted quickly.
However, after being affected by the flames, there were not many feathers left on their bodies. In this situation, no matter how hard they tried, they could not avoid falling to the ground, and the people of the Xihe tribe would definitely not miss this opportunity to finish them off.
Needless to say, this move is extremely lethal, but it also consumes energy.
He did scare the enemy for a short time just now, but after the shock, the densely packed enemies surrounded him again.
The flames on his body gradually died down. It was definitely not possible to just wait there for this group of people to surround him.
Before they could completely trap him, Feng Qiwu suddenly flew upwards, looking at the people below. He spread his wings, suddenly fanning up a gust of hot wind, and the feathers mixed with the Phoenix True Fire shot down mercilessly.
In just a blink of an eye, there was another large area of fire, like fireworks, which illuminated for a short time before returning to calm.
In this way, countless waves of enemies were eliminated, and their numbers were finally reduced visibly.
At the same time, the people fighting below also felt that most of the pressure on their bodies was relieved. With the sound of a clear phoenix cry, the people of the Xihe tribe were greatly encouraged and fought even harder.
But what they didn't know was that the fatigue in Feng Qiwu's body swept towards him like a surging wave, and his body suddenly softened and he almost fell from mid-air.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and relied on his willpower to flap his wings, so he did not fall.
But his abnormal behavior immediately attracted the attention of the leader, who immediately shouted to his men: "He can't hold on for much longer, the rest of you, attack!"
At this moment, Feng Qiwu was very close to the ground, and anyone on the ground could touch him if they jumped up with all their might.
Looking at the dense crowd of people attacking him, Feng Qiwu suddenly felt suffocated, as if he would be drowned by this group of people in the next moment.
But at this moment, he was extremely exhausted both physically and mentally. He really had no strength left.
Before those people could touch him, the huge phoenix fell to the ground as if it was unable to support itself.
The phoenix, which always caught people's attention in the past, spread its wings and occupied a large area.
But at this moment, its wings were covered with blood, and wounds of all sizes were spread all over its body. Its once lush feathers had become much sparse, and it looked extremely miserable.
Countless sharp claws grabbed at him, as if to tear him to pieces.
Feng Qiwu looked up and struggled to get up but it was in vain.
Those beautiful phoenix eyes suddenly widened, and the noisy sounds around seemed to disappear at this moment.
However, the pain he had imagined did not come. Before Feng Qiwu could figure out what was going on, the group of people who had besieged him fell to the ground without any warning.
"fall."
But that one word was uttered by a female voice that Feng Qiwu was extremely familiar with, except that the voice was slightly different from the past, with a bit more majesty and irresistibility.
Despite this, Feng Qiwu guessed who the person was the moment the voice appeared.
Chu Liangyu, she came to save him.
After no longer worrying about his life, Feng Qiwu felt a lot more relaxed.
He looked around, trying to find the figure, but suddenly frowned.
He actually felt a pressure from his bloodline, and it was at the moment when the word "fall" appeared.
Chu Liangyu arrived just in time, so she knew that Feng Qiwu was not in any immediate threat to her life.
Countless black feathers, like sharp swords, rained down like raindrops towards the people who had just fallen to the ground and were unable to move due to her pressure. In just an instant, they were dead.
It was at this moment that Chu Liangyu finally had some free time and dropped from the air: "What's going on?"
He raised his hand and input some energy into Feng Qiwu's body. Soon Feng Qiwu regained some strength and he returned to human form.
His face was full of fatigue, but he still looked in good spirits.
"I'm fine, but I feel very weak."
He wiped his face with his hand and looked at Chu Liangyu with some pity.
"You rest here first, and leave the rest to me."
After saying that, Chu Liangyu flew into the air again and started slaughtering the attacking bird-men.
It might take her some effort to deal with someone of Jiang Li's level, but these minions are not enough for her to deal with right now.
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