My heart was so empty that I was left with my screams again and again, but no one could hear them.
She clung to her long skirt and trembled her fingertips, as if waiting for the doctor to tell her how long she could live!
Old Yao stretched out his fingers and gestured one by one.
Song Ningyu stepped back, and a crystal light appeared in her eyes: "a year?"
Old Yao shook his head and sighed helplessly, "a month at most."
Song Ningyu rushed to old Yao's side and tightly clasped his shoulders. The gorgeous jade material was almost torn under song Ningyu's claws: "Grandpa, your medical skills are like God. Tell me what method to use! You must tell me!"
Old Yao patted song Ningyu's hand, looked at her anxious face, and said in a deep voice: "Tianhuo bird contains the aura of heaven and earth, which can continue to live and produce blood. However, Tianhuo bird is the only one in the hundred mile divine valley."
Song Ningyu fiercely turned back. She looked at the eight women in white, and a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes: "he didn't use the sky fire bird, did he? Where did he put the sky fire bird?"
The eight women in white shook their heads and said, "Sir, if your highness is not in trouble, you must not tell your highness about it."
Song Ningyu clasped the shoulders of the woman in white. His eyes were full of anxiety: "I want to save your master. I want to save Chunsu. What are you doing? Tell me, where is the sky fire bird? Ah, tell me!"
The eight women looked at each other, shook their heads, and stood quietly by the pure bed. They saw all this very clearly, but the high priest told them that they would not speak!
Song Ningyu fiercely showed several silver needles at his fingertips, and his eyes were full of murderous spirit: "where is the sky fire bird! Don't force me to do it!"
The eight women stood quietly aside, drooping their eyes and saying nothing. Song Ningyu took back the silver needle and knelt down towards the eight people. The tone was full of sobs: "I, song Ningyu, have only knelt down in heaven and earth parents all my life! I beg you, tell me where the sky fire bird is. He has been lonely for more than 100 years. Can you bear to see him alone all the time?"
Song Ningyu's heart is in pain, numb!
The eight women did not turn their heads, looked at their eyes and lay on the bed. With their increasingly white hair, they clenched their fists tightly and said in a deep voice, "after your highness gave the heavenly Firebird to the priest, he... Has seen the prince of the palace."
Song Ningyu fiercely stood up from the ground and couldn't even take care of the dust on her body. She ran outside. Gong Zilin, where is Gong Zilin at this time? Song Ningyu rushed out like the wind. The eight women's eyes were slightly dark, scanned the old medicine on one side, and sighed helplessly.
At this time, yaolao reacted. Did song Ningyu really get the sky Firebird in the Baili divine Valley?
Then he carefully explored Chunsu's pulse. Yaolao reluctantly shook his head. Now he looks like this. Even if xiaoyixian comes again, it's useless.
Song Ningyu didn't know where Gong Zilin was. She could only summon all the larks to find her. After a cup of tea, a lark flew to song Ningyu's eyes, took song Ningyu through the alleys, and finally stopped at the door of a small courtyard. Song Ningyu took a deep breath and jumped over the wall.
A figure flashed through the open door occasionally. Song Ningyu hesitated. She lowered her eyes, bit her lips, looked at the blue and clear sky, bit her teeth, and went in. Gong Zilin's whole arm was black. The silver needle in Helian Xingxiao's hand was guiding the poisonous blood out for him, scolding while guiding.
"Are you tired of life! You go to block the man's claw that catches Ning Yu. If this claw catches your back, you won't have to die!"
"Ning... Yu." kan Hua whispered softly. Song Ning Yu stood at the door. She looked down at the gray ground. Feng stood next to Gong Zilin, his face was a little confused. He didn't know why his wife and the emperor were clearly good. How long has it been like this!
Song Ningyu murmured at the corners of her lips and lowered her eyes for a moment. The black blood on Gong Zilin's right hand dripped into the basin bit by bit with the silver needle in helianxing's smile. He glanced at the small basin, which already contained so much at the bottom of a basin.
"How's he?" song Ningyu's voice was hoarse. At first glance, he knew that he had cried. Gong Zilin didn't even look at Song Ningyu. He said in a deep voice, "it's okay to force the blood out."
"Ning Yu, you're worried about him. You know you're coming to see him!" kan Hua wanted to make a round, but he didn't expect it to get worse and worse.
Song Ningyu opened her mouth, bit her teeth, or said, "I... I'll ask Tang Huang, but there is a Firebird."
The joy in Gong Zilin's eyes stiffened slightly and suddenly turned cold. He glanced at the wind behind him. The wind took out the small box from his robe. The sky Firebird was not big, mainly because the ice box was a little big.
Song Ningyu looked at the box with bright eyes.
Gong Zilin took the box in Feng's hand in his left hand and shook it to song Ningyu: "I can give it to you, but you have to promise me a condition."
Song Ningyu looked at the wound on Gong Zilin's right hand that was as vague as the five fingers across his arm. She only felt a terrible panic in her heart. She looked at the star who was guiding his blood, smiled and murmured, "is he... Really all right?"
He Lianxing smiled, glanced at the expressionless Gong Zilin and raised his eyebrows: "if you're really worried, stay and have a look."
Song Ningyu lowered his eyes: "Tang Huang and I have long broken up. Today, Firebird, I want it anyway. Tang Huang, you make a condition!"
Gong Zilin held the box tightly. His fingertips were white because of too much force. His Qi and blood surged up. Those black blood flowed out like water. He Lianxing smiled and swept his eyes. Gong Zilin with thin lips, bit his teeth and lowered his eyes.
Outsiders can see these things clearly, but insiders can't see them all the time.
Song Ningyu asked Gong Zilin, "what conditions?"
Gong Zilin lowered his eyes, turned the sky fire bird in his hand, hooked his lips and said with a smile: "a year later, I'll take you back to Tangguo!"
Song Ningyu looked at Gong Zilin in surprise. Her fingertips trembled slightly. Looking at Gong Zilin, she took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "three years, three years later, I'll go to Tangguo to find you!"
Gong Zilin pulled his lips coldly: "don't be complacent too early. My side is just lack of such a pleasant maid as you!"
Song Ningyu held out her hand to Gong Zilin. She didn't even think about it. She nodded her head directly: "I promise you! Even if you want me to die at that time, I won't say anything!"
"Very good! Then, I'll wait for you in Tangguo for three years!" Gong Zilin put the sky fire bird in Song Ningyu's hand.