The only thing that did not work with her eyes closed was Suzaku. Her gaze fell on Ji Mingyu's face, as if she couldn't see enough, as if she could not bear it.

Ji Mingyu lowered his face and said, "Suzaku!"

Suzaku had a shallow smile on his face, blood on his face, but he laughed so pure and so clear.

She said, "Master, you know, I am Suzaku, and I have the same origin as Phoenix. I can also rebirth with fire, and I can use my own blood to burn away, so that the green dragon and white tiger that are my gods and beasts Rebirth, even if... there is no demon."

There was a trace of consternation on Ji Mingyu's face, and then he was frightened and said, "What are you kidding?!"

Suzaku laughed again, this time her smile was not shallow, but she became very bright, with contented joy and relief, "At least, Master, you will still worry about my life and death; at least, before I die. What can I do for the Master... so and so, it is enough... really enough!"

During the speech, the wound that had been healed on Suzaku suddenly burst and blood flowed sideways.

But this time the way of flowing is different from before, because the blood actually started to burn.

"Suzaku, don't--!!!" Bai Hu let out a stern roar, trying to struggle to get up, but he was lost, scarred, unable to move, and how could stop Suzaku.

Qinglong's tiger eyes were full of tears, his hands clenched into fists, his body trembling with extreme grief.

Ji Mingyu didn't think about it, and quickly condensed the dark black spiritual power, wanting to stop the bleeding of Suzaku.

But Suzaku seemed to have expected their reaction, and at the moment the blood was flowing, red wings appeared behind him.

Her wings fluttered away from Ji Mingyu.

This is a very short moment, but this moment is enough.

The beautiful woman in the sky is scarred, and her crimson wings are not real wings, but are transformed from the burning of blood.

She was flying in mid-air, her face pale and bloody, but she looked so beautiful and dazzling.

It's like the red glow after sunset, burning only a little light and heat left in the end.

With a bang, Suzaku's body burst apart, but there was no flesh and blood splashing, only the red and bright fire fell.

It was like red snow, falling piece by piece on Qinglong and White Tiger, like the most gentle soothing.

The wounds with visible bones slowly healed under the comfort of "Red Snow", and the originally disappeared Yaodan also condensed and formed again in the body.

Pieces of "red snow" slowly converged into the sea, it was a sea of ​​fire, all the ice crystals where the fire sea went were evaporated and disappeared.

However, the green dragon and white tiger surrounded by the sea of ​​fire were unharmed, but slowly regained their new life.

Suzaku is also called Fire Phoenix.The Phoenix is ​​nirvana, and the fire is reborn.It's just that she left her life to others, but let herself go to nothingness.

Because this is the only thing she can do for her son, it is also the best choice and the best destination.

The pain in the body slowly disappeared, which should have been a matter of rejoicing, but Qinglong and Baihu burst into tears.

Ji Mingyu pressed his lips tightly, his expression cold, but his eyes flashed a hint of sadness.

The sea of ​​fire finally burned out, the Ziwei Mountain Temple returned to normal, and a red egg appeared on the ground.