Ling Tian leaped high into the air to stabilize his body, then looked down at the small rotten part of his waist.
This was a small piece the size of a three-year-old child's palm, but this small piece actually rotted her clothes, her skin, and quickly penetrated into her texture.
No matter how she cast spells to control the poison, her skin continued to decay.
"Damn it, what kind of poison did you give me?" Ling Tian looked at Xiao Xuanxuan who was flying towards Feng Yun below, and felt extremely angry.
But after hitting Ling Tian with a palm, how could such a smart kid like Xiao Xuanxuan continue to stand there waiting to be beaten?
Although he didn't know whether this silver-haired man was the one his father and mother were talking about, at least he helped them destroy the protective shield and took a slap for him.
Seeing that he was seriously injured, Xiao Xuanxuan quickly ran to Feng Yun, squatted down and looked at the silver light that was constantly flying in the air from the other's chest.
He took off his gloves, took out the healing medicine from the broken space, and pressed his chubby little hands on Feng Yun's chest.
"Uncle, thank you for saving me!"
When he touched the silver-haired man's chest, Xiao Xuanxuan felt his blood boiling. He didn't understand what was going on, but he was sure that this silver-haired man was definitely not the bad guy his father and mother had described him as.
Because he felt the aura of his father from this silver-haired man.
"Who are you?" At this moment, Xiao Xuanxuan was confused.
The moment Xiao Xuanxuan's chubby hand touched his chest, Feng Yun's blood began to boil. Although he had long been beaten to pieces, and now he was just a remnant of his soul, even with this remnant, he still felt the closeness of blood.
Feng Yun looked at Xiao Xuanxuan who was concerned about him, his thin lips slightly raised, and even his charming phoenix eyes were filled with a satisfied smile.
He coughed twice in pain, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. But Feng Yun no longer cared at this moment.
He stretched out his left hand and said to Xiao Xuanxuan, "Open your hand."
Although Xiao Xuanxuan was confused, he stretched out his little hand without hesitation in front of the silver-haired man who made him feel the blood relationship and spread it out.
A silver, transparent crystal ball was placed in Xiao Xuanxuan's hand. The silver crystal ball was very beautiful, just like the silver-haired man's hair and the light emanating from his body, emitting a soft glow.
Inside the silver crystal ball, a cluster of ochre flames was floating.
Feeling what was inside, Xiao Xuanxuan's eyes widened instantly: "This is..."
"This is the first time I've seen you... and probably the last time I've seen you. I don't know what you like, but when I came in just now, I happened to catch a wisp of Xiaobai's spirit. If you can bring it back to heaven, your grandfather and maternal grandfather will find a way to bring Xiaobai back to life."
"Are you serious? Can they really bring Xiaobai back to life?" At this moment, Xiao Xuanxuan almost let go of the hand that was pressing on the silver-haired man's wound and jumped up cheering.
His Xiaobai is not dead, his Xiaobai can still live! Xiaobai did not lie to him, as expected, the gods in heaven are the least likely to die!
"Thank you for your gift! It's the best, most precious, and most favorite gift I've ever received!"
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