Chapter 4339 I Owe Him

Doomsday Twelve suddenly thought of Tang Shisan and looked at the little fat cat with a calm face.

The little fat cat was silent for a moment, thought again and again, and finally decided to hand Tang Shisan over to Doomsday Twelve.

Tang Shisan's situation at this time is not much better than Nie Tian. If he continues to stay in Jiuji, it will not help. It is better to hand him over to Doomsday Twelve.

At least, if Doomsday Twelve wants to use Tang Shisan, he must first treat him.

"Let's go." Doomsday Twelve smiled faintly, and saw that Leng Huang Jixue was a little reluctant, and said: "You have done what you can. Whether he can survive depends on himself."

Leng Huang Jixue frowned slightly, no longer hesitated, and turned around resolutely.

The little fat cat looked at the two figures disappearing, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little complicated.

If Nie Tian was awake at this time and saw this scene with his own eyes, I wonder what he would think.

Doomsday Twelve and Leng Huang Jixue left the Corpse Demon Altar and prepared to go to the next area of ​​the Dark Domain, the Land of Reincarnation.

Doomsday Twelve looked at Leng Huang Jixue strangely, and smiled playfully: "I didn't expect that the heartless and unloving Three Life Guardian would actually give the Blood of Samsara to Nie Tian. It seems that Nie Tian is still very important in your heart."

"I owe him." Leng Huang Jixue's face was slightly pale, and he said solemnly.

"Really?" Doomsday Twelve smiled without comment, and said nothing more.

Of course, he understood how important the Blood of Samsara was.

He originally thought that after Leng Huang Jixue's identity was confirmed, she would no longer miss Nie Tian.

But now it seems that Leng Huang Jixue has not let go, and Nie Tian is even more important in her heart.

"Don't worry, after this trip to the land of Samsara, you will become a truly complete Three Life Guardian, and you will completely forget Nie Tian." Doomsday Twelve glanced at Leng Huang Jixue, and a barely noticeable sneer flashed across his mouth.

On the other side, after Doomsday Twelve and Leng Huang Jixue left, the little fat cat began to think about how to save Nie Tian.

He took a deep breath and carefully sensed the flow of air in Nie Tian's body.

After a moment, the little fat cat exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and a little sweat oozed from his forehead, and his face was pale and ugly.

The situation was urgent before, and he did not carefully check Nie Tian's body. Only after a thorough examination did he find that the situation was more serious than he expected.

Nie Tian's body not only looked decayed, but his internal meridians, flesh and organs were completely exhausted and lifeless.

It can be said that Nie Tian's body at this time was already exhausted, and the only thing that barely supported him was the disgusting Fenghuang mark.

The little fat cat had a low face, and he didn't know how to save Nie Tian at all.

Nie Tian's current state was just barely maintaining a fragile balance. If force was applied from the outside, it would probably directly destroy this balance and cause him to be turned into ashes.

"Old ghost, is there any way?" The little fat cat couldn't hold back anymore and spoke solemnly.

Usually, he rarely communicated with the Ghost Emperor, but at this time he really had no idea.

"Alas!" The Ghost Emperor, who had not come out for a long time, sighed for a long time, and then there was a long silence.

During this period, he felt that his soul was unstable. If Nie Tian did not reshape his body for him, his soul would be scattered.

So he did not speak for a long time, just to nourish his soul.

At this time, the little fat cat spoke, and he was also very embarrassed.

He did not want the little fat cat to be able to come and go freely. He was just a soul, and it was still incomplete, and he could not really and thoroughly sense Nie Tian's state.

But he could also sense some information from Nie Tian's soul breath, but he had no way, so he did not speak.

"Is sighing useful?" The little fat cat was a little angry, and said solemnly: "You should know that if Nie Tian dies, your residual soul will also disappear."

The Ghost Emperor couldn't help but smile bitterly. The little fat cat was probably anxious and confused. At this time, he still said these threatening words.

But even if it was a threat, it was useless, because he really didn't know how to save people.

"According to Nie Tian's current state, any external force will be fatal to him, so if he wants to save him, he must do it himself. Only his own strength can bring this decayed body back to life." After a moment of silence, the Ghost Emperor finally said solemnly.

"Depend on himself?" The little fat cat growled, almost screaming.

How could he not see this, but it was impossible.

Nie Tian's whole body has become like this. Except for the Fenghuang Mark, there is no vitality in his body.

How can such a body rely on himself?

"Fatty, this time, we have no way." The Ghost Emperor sighed for a long time, as if he had seen things lightly, and at the same time represented another kind of despair, saying: "Perhaps, the person who gave him the Fenghuang Mark is here, and there is still a glimmer of hope."

"That guy!" The little fat cat's pupils trembled, and he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, and the face of Leng Huang Wuchen appeared in his mind.

The Ghost Emperor was right, maybe Leng Shuang Wuchen really had a way.

After all, it was the Fenghuang Mark that saved Nie Tian at this time.

If you want to save Nie Tian, ​​you still have to find a way on the Fenghuang Seal.

Little Fat Cat knew nothing about the Fenghuang Seal, but he knew that it contained a strong vitality.

"Let's leave here and find that guy!" Little Fat Cat was a little excited and prepared to leave immediately.

"Fatty, I think we should stay here and don't move." At this time, the Ghost Emperor spoke again, and said solemnly.

"Stay here?" Little Fat Cat frowned and said coldly: "Waiting to die?"

The Ghost Emperor knew that Little Fat Cat was anxious, but he didn't care. He said, "Nie Tian is in a very bad state now and can't stand any trouble. Besides, he only has half a month at most. Do you think you can find that person within half a month?"

Little Fat Cat's face sank and he fell silent.

The Ghost Emperor was right. The Holy Realm of the Heavens was so big that it was like looking for a needle in a haystack to find a person within half a month.

But they couldn't stay here and wait for death, could they?

"Just now, this emperor sensed that the Fenghuang Seal released a certain kind of spiritual aura, so this emperor guessed that the people of Fengtian Sect already knew that Nie Tian was in trouble. The person named Leng Shuang Wuchen is probably rushing here." The Ghost Emperor spoke again and sighed, "But this emperor doesn't know how long it will take for him to arrive."

Little Fat Cat looked depressed, and finally nodded heavily, deciding to wait here.

Next, Little Fat Cat and the Ghost Emperor stopped talking and waited for Leng Shuang Wuchen to come.

Waiting, long and tormenting.

Finally, three days passed, but there was no sign of Leng Shuang Wuchen.

"Old ghost, are you sure Leng Shuang Wuchen will come?" Little Fat Cat asked anxiously.

"Not sure." After a moment, the Ghost Emperor responded weakly.

He just guessed that Leng Shuang Wuchen would come, of course he couldn't be sure.

"Wait for another three days!" Little Fat Cat clenched his fists slightly and said heavily.

He couldn't wait here all the time. After three days, if Leng Shuang Wuchen didn't show up, he would leave here.

The second three days were much longer than the first one. Little Fat Cat felt that he had never been so tormented in his life.

"Someone is coming!" Just when he was about to give up, the Ghost Emperor suddenly exclaimed, very excited.

Little Fat Cat was startled and immediately saw that the Fenghuang mark on Nie Tian's forehead flickered, as if it had sensed something and was resonating!