Hearing this, Song Yiping flattened her, scooped a bowl of spirit snake soup to her side, and then helped her up and leaned against his arms, carefully feeding her in small mouthfuls.

Seeing the spirit snake soup flowing down the corner of his mouth, Song Yiping couldn't help but feel a little anxious.When she passed out, she couldn't eat at all, so she couldn't feed it.

After thinking about it, he picked up the bowl and took a sip of the snake soup, then leaned down and put the snake soup into her mouth with his mouth.

Feng Jiu on the side was drinking soup, caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eyes, and raised his eyebrows.This kid is fine!

Xuanyuan Mo Ze took a faint glance, then withdrew his gaze, looked at Feng Jiu and asked, "Do you want to add another bowl?"

"Have you eaten?" Feng Jiu asked, and when he saw that he hadn't spoken, he smiled: "If you don't eat it, let's eat a little bit. This soup has a strong taste now, it's all essence."

She smiled, drank the soup in the bowl, scooped a bowl and handed it to him.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mo Ze reached out and took a drink.

After Song Yiping fed the small bowl, he saw the eyelashes of the originally comatose trembling lightly, and then slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the person in front of him, the calm and waveless eyes appeared confused. The color.

"A flat?"

Her voice is extremely weak, so weak that if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all.

"It's me, A Ling, I'm back." Song Yiping looked at her with red eyes, his voice choked like something stuck in his throat.

"I must be dead to see you." Her eyes were empty and her voice murmured.She was burned to death, set on fire by her people and burned alive.

She must be dead before she saw the person she was thinking of. She must be dead before she felt the pain when the flame burned.

"No, you're not dead, A Ling, you're all right, Madam Ling saved you, and you are still alive." Song Yiping said quickly, and helped her so that she could see Feng Jiu on the side.

"Look, this is Madam Ling, she saved you."

Ye Ling's hollow eyes fell on the woman in Tsing Yi by the fire, a woman who had never seen her before, did she save her?She must be a very powerful person to save her under the eyes of those eight families.

"Thank you."

With a gentle thank you, the teardrops from the corners of his eyes also fell.Her people wanted to burn her to death, but a woman they didn't know each other saved her.

Feng Jiu looked at her and said, "Drink another bowl of soup! Replenish your body." Then, he glanced at Song Yiping.

"Yes, yes, drink another bowl of soup to warm your body." Song Yiping said, and quickly scooped up another bowl of soup, carefully feeding her a drink.

After drinking the soup, she was weak and couldn't stand the toss, so she fell asleep deeply in Song Yiping's arms.Seeing her fall asleep, Song Yiping couldn't help looking at Feng Jiu.

"Mrs. Ling."

Feng Jiu got up and came to her to check. For a long time, a touch of surprise was flashed in his eyes, and said: "She is a pure Yin body, but now this body is extremely depleted of essence, qi and blood, like... …" She thought, staring at Ye Ling thoughtfully.

"Like what?" Song Yiping couldn't help asking.

Feng Jiu didn't answer him, but came to Xuanyuan Moze next to him, and said, "Husband, do you think there is anyone who can hide in her body?" She felt that her body was not right.

Xuanyuan Mo Ze glanced at her, then his gaze fell on Ye Ling.