Be a Cartoonist In the Fairy World

　　 "Hey! Hey!" Du Ziyuan patted Xiaojin's face, but she did not wake up. He immediately looked at Azhu: "How is her situation now? Is it serious?"

"She wants to sacrifice her own essence and blood for my life, and exchange her own one hundred years of life for my one year of life. What a silly child, is it worth it for someone like me to meet for the first time?" Exclaimed.

　　 Du Ziyuan glanced at Xiaojin, who was pale when he heard the words: "She has a very difficult brain, and she thinks very simply. Since she thinks you are worth her rescue, then it is worth it."

　　 Azhu said: "Don't worry, she will be fine."

　　 said, she stretched out the branches in front of Du Ziyuan. A flower bud grows quickly from the branch, and then blooms in just a few seconds, and finally turns into a vermillion fruit the size of a ping-pong ball. On the surface of the fruit, a five-claw can be seen faintly. Pattern of golden dragon.

　　 "She just forced her natal blood to pour on me, I now use these blood to form this ‘dragon pattern vermilion fruit’, you can take it for her."

　　 "Thank you." Du Ziyuan was not polite. Although this would definitely hurt Ah Zhu a lot, her current behavior is obviously not like Xiaojin's impulse just now, she has quite a sense of consciousness.

　　Long Wen Zhu Guo once touched Xiaojin's lips, it turned into a red airflow into her mouth, and her face gradually improved. Du Ziyuan was also relieved when he saw this.

　　 He looked at Ah Zhu and said, "You don't have to give me fruit, just bring a sentence, I will help you."

　　 "You don't have to mind so much," Azhu said, "Anyway, this is the demon element that will dissipate after I die, and the result will be the same."

　　 said, three flower buds drilled out of her branches again.

　　 "Don't..." Ling Xuedao wanted to stop, but it was too late.

　　 Three Zhu Guos have already taken shape, one big and two small. A Zhu's branches flicked, the big Zhu Guo flew into Mu Cheng'an's hands, and a small Zhu Guo fell into the hands of Du Ziyuan, and finally the little Zhu Guo was stuffed directly into Ling Xuedao's mouth by her. She was probably also afraid that he would not eat it.

　　 Du Ziyuan glanced suspiciously at the Zhu Guo in Mu Chengan's hand. Why is his bigger?

　　 Speaking of which, Al Zhu believed them too much. Obviously, he and the three of them are the first sight, why can you give them such precious Zhu Guo directly? Aren't you afraid that they won't do anything if they take things?

　　【The situation is forced? Unlike, it looks like she and Mu Chengan have known each other a long time ago. A doubt was buried in Du Ziyuan's heart. It is impossible for him to get an answer for the time being, because Mu Chengan is also confused.

After 　　 Zhu Guo entered, the wounds on Ling Xuedao's body began to heal quickly, and the true essence on his body began to soar. He probably couldn't bear such a violent "tonic", and immediately began to meditate cross-legged.

　　 In contrast, Xiao Jin has no reaction at all. This is probably a racial difference.

　　 "Then I beg you... Actually, I want to see her again..." After leaving the last sentence, the half charred and half bald vermilion fruit tree turned into a pile of powder and scattered on the ground.

　　 Mu Chengan put away Zhu Guo and bowed respectfully at 90 degrees to A Zhu's "corpse". He didn't say anything, but Du Ziyuan knew that he had agreed to this request and would carry out his promise until he died.

　　 Du Ziyuan thought for a while, used the system to exchange for a cinerary casket, and together with Mu Chengan, he put away the powder made by A Zhu.

　　 After a while, Ling Xuedao woke up from the meditation, his spirit rose greatly compared to the previous one, but there was always an inevitable sadness in his eyes.

　　 "Congratulations on your promotion to the creation realm." Mu Chengan handed the urn to him and explained to him.

　　 Ling Xuedao looked at the urn and sighed: "I would rather not be promoted."

　　 "Sorrow."

"She said about 700 years ago, but didn't tell you about me and her 30 years ago," Ling Xuedao said suddenly, "I used to be an abandoned baby and was thrown in the mountains. She raised me. Now I don’t even have a chance to repay her."

　　 The atmosphere fell silent.

　　 Du Ziyuan suddenly said: "Perhaps you can live with a smile every day."

　　 Ling Xuedao was taken aback, and after thinking about it for a while, he smiled and said, "Thank you for your suggestion. Today I owe you a favor. If you have anything to come to Qifeng Country in the future, just ask me Ling Xuedao."

　　 Qifeng Nation, that is a large country adjacent to Aolan Nation, its territory and population are three times that of Aolan Nation, and it is one of the largest countries in the southeast of the East Antarctic Continent.

　　 "I remembered," Du Ziyuan nodded and said to Mu Chengan, "Then, let's go, don't you have another guy to look for?"

　　 Mu Chengan nodded, and the four left the cave together. Only this time, it was replaced by Du Ziyuan carrying Xiaojin on his back.

"Really~www.novelmt.com~Sometimes I really don’t understand who is the master and the servant." Holding Xiaojin’s plump legs, letting the softness press on his back, Du Ziyuan Complained dissatisfiedly.

　　 "Then, goodbye." Out of the cave, Ling Xuedao said goodbye and Yukong left. The two previously chopped by him have long disappeared.

　　 "Let's go, too." Mu Chengan took Du Ziyuan and Xiaojin into the air with their swords, and flew towards the mountain where his master was pointed out by the Taoist priest.

　　 Penglai Sword Sect, as one of the overlords of the East Antarctic Continent, has never tolerated those who pretend to be their names and scammers. Generally, no one dares to pretend, so Mu Chengan is also very curious about who ate the bear heart and leopard gall.

　　 His sword light was very fast, and he arrived at his destination within ten seconds. After flying around the top of the mountain, he quickly found the master in the mouth of the Taoist priest.

　　 That was a man who looked younger than the Taoist priest. He wore a robe of the same style as the Taoist priest. He wore a lotus crown on his head.

　　【Tsk, this looks, I don’t know how many girl donors have been opened by him. Du Ziyuan slandered, while Mu Chengan pressed the sword light and fell in front of the man.

　　 "Are you pretending to be a disciple of the Penglai Sword Sect?" Mu Cheng'an is a straight-natured person, and he goes straight into it as soon as he opens his mouth.

　　 The man raised his head and glanced at Mu Cheng'an, smiling without saying a word.

　　 But he can lie to others, but he can't lie to Du Ziyuan: "This guy is scared, he recognizes you!"

His mind was turning quickly. Just now, when this person saw Mu Cheng'an, he clearly showed a surprised expression. But before this expression, his mouth had grinned slightly to the sides, but it was indeed "stunning." ".

　　 [Why is he cheering? He knows that Mu Cheng'an will come? wrong……】