Lin Ao disagreed: "Anyway, I quite admire this guy. He is a man of good temperament and not a scheming person."

"Okay, forget it, I didn't say anything."

Lin Wei also knew that his eighth brother was such a person.

If he believes that someone is a good person, even if the other person puts a knife on his neck and unless the other person cuts the knife off, he will always think that person is a good person.

Of course, if he decides that someone is a bad person, it will be the same.

…

Nanfeng Holy City, the secret room of the Ye Family Courtyard.

Po'er was sitting there cross-legged, with Xixi protecting her in her universe.

Under a sacred tree, under the pitch-black tree, a drop of red blood finally emitted divine light, and the light turned into a mist, and finally turned into a huge mass.

The blood mist floated under the tree, and the red willows on the side took continuous action to seal the blood mist and condense it under the tree.

"How's it going, Hongliu?"

Po'er on the side came over nervously, looking at the blood mist and looking very worried.

Hongliu withdrew his hand and nodded with satisfaction: "Fortunately, Ye Feng was smart enough to leave a drop of his own blood, and condensed the universe and other spaces on this drop of his own blood..."

"So? The art of blood regeneration works?"

"kindness……"

Hongliu nodded, and Po'er let out a sigh of relief. No matter what, Ye Feng and Hong Wuyou were still alive.

"How long will this take?" Po'er asked.

Hongliu shook his head and said: "I don't know about this. We have never used the art of blood rebirth. Maybe Ye Chu knows about the time."

"But if it is transferred to Ye Chu's second sacred tree, the time for Ye Feng's resurrection will be increased at least several times..." She thought for a while and said, "Although your sacred tree is good, it is not as good as those two sacred trees."

Compared to that, it’s still far behind.”

"Well, it will be fine when Ye Chu comes back." Po'er let out a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I really don't know what to do..."

Hongliu patted her shoulder and said, "Fortunately, Ye Feng is smart enough. If it had been anyone else, he would have been dead this time."

"Well, he is Ye Chu's son, and he is very talented." Mentioning this, Po'er was also very proud.

After all, he is his son-in-law.

…

Fairy Road, in a fragmented space of the fairy world.

An old man in white robe slowly opened his eyes in the messy time and space.

Two sharp divine lights pierced through time and space, reaching into the depths of the starry sky, like two huge meteor belts.

The old man stood up slowly, his hands dancing wildly in the air, and soon some light spots condensed in front of him.

The light spots slowly gathered together, and finally formed a star-like human-shaped body in front of him.

If Ye Chu and the others were here, they would definitely recognize it as Hong Qi at a glance.

"Xiao Qi, you are finally recovering."

The old man is none other than the old city lord Shenguang XVIII, and the light-dot humanoid in front of him is Hong Qi.

Hong Qi was taken away for medical treatment hundreds of years ago, and now Hong Qi's human body has finally been condensed.

The Eighteenth Shenguang cut his finger, and a blood line appeared on his fingertip. He began to paint on Hong Qi's body. Wherever the blood line went, it turned into a meridians and blood vessels.
Chapter completed!