"Old Jiao, is there still hope?" Wei Zhao's body had finally recovered for the most part, and his color looked much better than before!

"Hard to say... The seriousness of it is beyond what I expected. The cold has basically invaded her meridians. By any normal reckoning, nothing can save her now. Even if you force her awake, it will only be a matter of a day or two!" Jiao Yazi said, "Within a day or two, could you possibly find the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit? I think it is impossible!"

"Mm..." Wei Zhao drew a deep breath. "One or two days... Even if it is only one or two days, I must fight for it. I cannot just watch her die..."

"Suit yourself. You will not shed tears until you see the Yellow River. Feng Xiaoxiao has already built up a resistance to your blood. That is to say, the yin-cold energy inside her has grown to a certain strength, and your blood can no longer hold it down!" Jiao Yazi said.

"I know, say no more. Even a day or two is good!" Wei Zhao said, "Xiaoxiao's birthday is almost here. I do not want her to leave any regrets. I have never spent a birthday with her..."

Feeling his body had just about recovered, Wei Zhao hurried back to reality from the jade pendant space. All along he had been watching Feng Xiaoxiao beside him with his senses, and luckily there had always been a spark of life, which let him restore his strength in peace.

After waking, Wei Zhao did not even bother to speak to Feng Tianlong, but bit open his own wrist at once and let the fresh blood keep flowing over Feng Xiaoxiao's body...

"Ah!" Feng Tianlong had felt a breath of relief and a touch of gladness on seeing Wei Zhao wake up. If something happened to Xiaoxiao, and then something happened to Wei Zhao too, how could his conscience bear it? Especially since Wei Zhao was Lin Dongfang's disciple. If anything serious happened to him, how would he explain it to him?

But the first thing Wei Zhao did upon waking was to bite open his wrist and go on treating Feng Xiaoxiao, which wrung Feng Tianlong's heart so that he did not know what to say! Wei Zhao truly cared for Xiaoxiao!

"Xiao Yi, do not force yourself. Life and death are decreed by fate. You have already done your best. Xiaoxiao is already like this. You cannot ruin your own body like this!" Feng Tianlong knew how important blood was to the human body. Although Wei Zhao was a cultivator, he himself was a cultivator too!

To lose so much blood as to fall unconscious, and then to wake again without a transfusion, was already a rare miracle. Yet Wei Zhao, right after waking, was giving Feng Xiaoxiao his blood again. Was this not courting death?

"It is nothing!" Wei Zhao said lightly, "I have mostly recovered. In everything one must try. If I do not try, I will never accept it!"

Hearing Wei Zhao's words, Tang Yun and Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu all fell silent. They all knew Wei Zhao's character. What he said, he did.

Wei Zhao kept struggling in his heart. He was unwilling to accept it! Though Feng Xiaoxiao's face was still pale and showed no movement at all, Wei Zhao persisted in pouring his fresh blood over her body...

Time passed minute by minute and second by second, and Wei Zhao's face turned ghastly pale again, yet still Wei Zhao did not give up.

The atmosphere in the room was very tense. No one spoke. Everyone was silent, their eyes all fixed on Wei Zhao and Feng Xiaoxiao.

At last, Feng Xiaoxiao's eyelashes moved!

"They moved, they really moved!" Shen Yushu cried out.

"Ha..." A relieved smile appeared at the corner of Wei Zhao's mouth. It looked as if Feng Xiaoxiao had come back from the gates of hell!

Feng Tianlong's face also showed mingled shock and joy. He had not expected that this time too Wei Zhao would still pull Feng Xiaoxiao back!

"Xiaoxiao, are you awake?" Feng Tianlong ran over, somewhat excited.

"Mm..." Feng Xiaoxiao opened her eyes groggily, looked at the room full of people, and said in some surprise, "Am I awake? I am actually still alive?"

"Yes, you are still alive!" Wei Zhao nodded firmly.

"Hubby Wei Zhao, you saved me again?" Feng Xiaoxiao looked at Wei Zhao, his face rather pale and his wrist still bleeding, and her heart filled at once with guilt.

"Yes, Shield Brother lost so much blood saving you that he passed out before!" Shen Yushu nodded and said, "But as soon as he woke up, he went right on saving you..."

"Xiaoshu!" Gu Mengyao stopped her from going on. If these words came out, Feng Xiaoxiao would surely feel even worse, would she not?

Sure enough, after hearing these words, a sorrowful look crossed Feng Xiaoxiao's face at once. "Hubby Wei Zhao, I am so sorry... I am really not worth your doing this... Even if I come back to life, I cannot hold on for more than a few days... I can feel it, that yin-cold energy is still stirring, only suppressed for the moment..."

"I know. The day after tomorrow is your birthday. If you get through that day, you will have broken the curse of dying before twenty. Perhaps things may yet take a turn!" Wei Zhao said.

"Ah? Really? The day after tomorrow is my birthday?" Feng Xiaoxiao had no clear idea at all about her own birthday. In the past Feng Tianlong had been busy with work, and she had no close friends, so she never celebrated birthdays at all. But she never imagined Wei Zhao would actually remember her birthday?

"I saw it on your ID card." Wei Zhao smiled, "All right, no more gloomy talk. Everything is safe now!"

"Mm!" Feng Xiaoxiao hesitated a moment, then nodded heavily!

Yes, whatever else, she had come back to life again. No matter how many more days she could live, she could not let down Wei Zhao's heartfelt care, could she?

The sky had already turned white. A whole night had passed. Gu Mengyao, Shen Yushu, and Tang Yun had gone without sleep all night, while Feng Xiaoxiao, though just awakened, was also very weary, and after talking a little while, she began to yawn.

"Everyone get some rest early. I will go back to my room to rest as well." Wei Zhao said.

"I will be going back too. Xiaoxiao, while you are here you must listen to Xiao Yi!" Feng Tianlong also had work to attend to. The matter of the Red Conch was still unresolved, and who knew what revenge plan they would hatch next? Luckily Feng Xiaoxiao had moved into the villa, so there was no need to fear that the Red Conch people would come here to attack!

Once out the door, the smile on Wei Zhao's face vanished in an instant, replaced by a look of worry. Feng Tianlong, who had followed him out, also saw the change in Wei Zhao's expression, though he was not much surprised. "Xiao Yi, how long can Xiaoxiao hold on this time?"

"Uncertain. I fear it is only these two days..." Wei Zhao sighed and said, "There is not enough time! If I could have a little more time to find the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit, there would be a way to restore Xiaoxiao to health!"

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