Let’s Make a Pact, Lord Fox Spirit

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The one-eyed old witch walked to the blue spirit fire door and reached out to take out a flame from it. Ren Nazure's blue spirit fire was beating in his palm, and he began to be wrapped in a cyclone formed by the demon power. His cyclone was off-white, just like his hair color, he turned to Xia Qiu, "Say your name!"

Xia Qiu solemnly replied: "Xia Qiu."

"Now, Xia Qiu, put your palm on the blue spirit fire in my palm."

Although Xia Qiu did not know how high the temperature of the Blue Spirit Fire was, he did not hesitate to obey the old witch's arrangement and put his palm to the flame. While touching the blue flame, she felt a pain coming from the palm of her hand, but the pain was not caused by burning, but more like the feeling of being stabbed by the needle. The sharp needle tip seemed to drill from the palm of the hand. Enter, through her blood to her heart and brain. It seemed to be trying to connect with her nerve center, and it was like looking for resonance with her soul. There was a burst of numbness at the end of the nerve, and the entire body was penetrated by it instantly. Then, as the heart slowly passed back to the palm along the bloodline, the palm became hotter as well, and the expanding power slowly pushed her palm away from the palm of the old witch.

In the still-beating blue spirit fire, a white sign slowly appeared. The sign looked like it was made of milky white bones, but it had an ivory-like luster, and it was engraved with thick black thin seals. Two symbols, one looks like Xia Cicada, the other looks like Maple Leaf. The old witch did not hesitate to draw the spirit card from the blue spirit fire with the other hand, and then handed it to Xia Qiu.

Then, he turned to Ouyang Xiaoleng again, at this time there were obvious sweat beads exuding from his forehead, and drawing out the spirit card required a lot of demon power and spiritual power to complete: "Say your name!"

"Ouyang XiaoLeng."

"Place your palm on the blue spirit fire in my palm, just like Xia Qiu just now."

The moment Ouyang Xiaoleng touched the old witch under his hands, he felt his demon power seemed to be burning. He had never seen anyone use such demon power in this way. In fact, the spiritual power of the old witch is like fuel, and his The demon power is flame, if you want to play a role, you must continue to burn and consume.

He also felt that his bloodline skeleton was penetrated by the blue spirit fire, leading to the heart and brain, and finally found a resonance point there. Then Blue Spirit Fire returned to his palm according to the original path, and his spirit card gradually appeared in the shape of the Blue Spirit Fire. The old witch waited for it to be fully formed as before and then pulled it out of the fire and handed it to him. A fox symbol is engraved on the spirit card.

The energy consumption of the old witch is almost reaching its limit, and the breathing begins to become heavy, even with a slight moan. It can be seen that this burning is extremely painful for him, but he only breathed slightly, and then started again. Ask Qianqi.

"your name."

"Qianqi!"

Qianqi repeated the same actions as Ouyang Xiaoleng and Xia Qiu. When the old witch finally withdrew his dragon-engraved spirit card from the blue spirit fire, the use of old witch's spiritual power and demon power was completely overloaded, he could not Living backward tiredly, he took a few steps backwards and fell down on a chair in the back, breathing heavily, and then pointed the remaining flame in his palm at the blue spirit fire door, and the flame flew back into the fire door. Reintegrate with the original blue spirit fire in the fire door.

While wheezing heavily, the old witch said, "Okay, you have already got the spirit card! Go out and see the hyacinths. I have a bad feeling ..."

There was pain in his expression. He had just used his demon power and spiritual power to the limit to help him recover the spirit cards. His sense of sensitivity had also become extremely keen. He received a message from a hyacinth. What he exuded was a calm and aloofness different from the past. Is that a farewell? He even felt that the figure of hyacinth appeared in his mind and smiled at him, and then gently turned his beautiful face, and walked toward the forbidden forest without looking back, no matter how he shouted in his heart. Unable to keep his footsteps.

His intuition tells him that the vitality of hyacinths has died out, but he does not want to accept this fact from the bottom of his heart. For the first time, he hopes that his hunch is wrong! It must be wrong, he comforted himself, how could that guy leave so easily?

Saying goodbye to the old witch, the three young men immediately took the lift to the ground. When Ouyang Xiaoleng pushed the gate of Lingchang Palace, he felt that the gate was heavier than before. Pushing it away completely, it turned out that the huge body of a spirit guard was lying in front of the door, and it was no longer moving. The air was permeated with the thick smell of sand and blood, and scattered on the ground were the spirit warriors who were no longer moving, but the hyacinths alone were not seen.

"Hyacinth!" Xia Qiu shouted loudly.

The three of them searched all the way while calling his name. For a long time, an arm holding the flute stretched out from under the body of a spirit warrior, and the hand clenching the flute was raised high into the air. Seeing the situation, they quickly ran over, and Ouyang Xiaoleng and Qianqi spent a lot of effort to push the behemoth that was pressed on the hyacinth aside.

The hyacinth was badly wounded, and the wounds pierced by the stone meteorite and claws were already blurred. He clearly could hide after they entered the palace, but he stubbornly fought to the last moment, so that when they got The spirit card will not be attacked again after coming out of the palace.

His breath has become quite weak, and the demon power can't be released from the body uncontrollably. Qianqi stretched out his hand to recover the demon power from the hyacinth as much as possible, and then slowly lost it back into his body. After a while, he gradually recovered some consciousness, the corner of his mouth slightly twitched, and his eyes opened very hard.

"You ... you got the spirit card?" His voice was weak.

"Well, look!" Xia Qiu brought the Ling card to his eyes.

He tried to keep his eyes wide open to see what the Ling card looked like, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. There was infinite relief in the smile, he felt that he had never been like this in his life, and he was satisfied in his heart and no longer demanded more. It turned out that he didn't have such happiness because of what he had gained, but that he could let his friends out of danger and gain something regardless of everything. He seemed to have realized what freedom he had been pursuing all of a sudden.

It's just that his time has come and his life has come to an end. It seems that the so-called Huangquan Kingdom's claim that there is no life or death is just a rumor. The only regret is that he is too embarrassed at this moment and does not have the usual beauty. But he didn't know that he was still as beautiful as that. It was a kind of beauty. When the bright red blood floated on the blue sea-like satin that wrapped the body, his pale skin showed a jade-like luster.

"Why not leave? Why not hide?"

Qian Qiming knew the answer, but still couldn't help choking to complain about him. When he found that he was importing demon power into the hyacinth at a speed that was far less than the speed at which the demon power dissipated from his body, his heart felt an unstoppable tingling sensation.

Although the interaction with hyacinths was so short, it was like meeting a long-time partner. The trust that could produce the demon alliance was felt for the second time. After leaving Dongyao for a few days, he felt that he had experienced More things in the past made him worry about more and more people, and his heart became more and more heavy and painful.

"This is my decision! After I go, please help me hand this stone and flute to Luluo?" Hyacinth spit out this sentence slowly, then touched his pocket with his empty hand and took out himself The colored crystal stone, together with the flute, was handed to Xia Qiu.

"Don't say that, you will get better after a short rest, then you will give it to her in person!" Xia Qiu comforted, a series of tears drooping endlessly, just like the river bank that opened the mouth.

"Well, I'm sleepy, let me sleep for a while ..." Hyacinth grinned reluctantly, and then closed his eyes slowly, his breath became rapid and heavy, accompanied by a few moans, and then Slowly began to soothe, slower and slower, lighter and lighter, and finally light enough to feel nothing.

Until he couldn't even hear his own breath, he felt that his body was no longer as heavy as before, and the pain disappeared without a trace. The whole person has returned to a relaxed state, and even the turbid air of Huang Quan has become so fresh. His eyes are full of green plants and colorful flowers. They emit a strange aroma and light, as if guiding him to spread his wings. , Fly as much as you want.

The process was slightly painful, like the darkness and loneliness before breaking the cocoon into a butterfly. When he finally spread his wings, the world extended and widened. Fly, he said to himself, he heard Lu Luo's singing, so beautiful, close to his atrium, she was calling him. He jumped up, flying higher and higher, but saw his body surrounded by Xia Qiu, Ouyang Xiaoleng and Qian Qi underground. Watching others crying for themselves, although a bit weird, made him happy.

"It's stupid, don't cry, I have never been as happy as I am now, really!"

He shouted to them, but they seemed inaudible and indifferent. He saw that Ouyang Xiaolen finally raised his head and looked in his direction. He waved his hand hard at him, and then ran away in the voice of Lu Luo, Flying into the glow and warmth.

When life dried up in the Huangquan Kingdom, it could not maintain its form here. The young people watched the hyacinth's body gradually becoming transparent and slowly dissipating in the air. Xia Qiu and Qian Qi stretched out their hands to grasp something, but only some golden powder was left in their palms. They seemed to be the only evidence of the existence of hyacinths.

Ouyang Xiaoleng looked into the air, and said to Qianqi and Xia Qiu: "Look at it!"

Xia Qiu and Qian Qi followed the direction pointed by Ouyang Xiaoleng, and really saw hyacinths from the eyes obscured by tears. He waved the peacock blue wings growing behind him, waving to them, smiling, and flying over. far.

After the hyacinths disappeared, they silently watched the spot for a while. Although the heartache and reluctance were difficult to calm down, they knew that they must force themselves to leave here at this time. If they did not do so, they would fail the hyacinth. affection. They still have to complete his entrustment to hand over his relics to Luluo, and the people in the demon king city are still eagerly looking forward to their return. If they ca n’t get the sign from the flame king, it will be equivalent to pushing the entire demon world to despair. There will be more Lao Yan flying apart, leaving life and death.

Before going to the Huangquan Kingdom, they never thought they would have such a sincere friendship here, but they had to say goodbye to this friend in a hurry. Even Ouyang Xiaolen, who is the most good at concealing his feelings, looked so sad at the moment. . They stood up silently and walked in the direction of the Flame Palace. No one said anything along the way, and there was only one mouthful of breath in the air. Because the tears in the chest made breathing difficult, they only ignored the unpleasant smell of rust in the air in the Huangquan Kingdom, and desperately used breathing to suppress this heartache, so as to stop the tears from overflowing. The teenager seemed to grow up suddenly.

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