The most important thing is that he found that he didn't want to see An Luoluo in such pain and weakness.
"Well...it hurts..." Even in a coma, he was still tortured by the pain of the curse, and his unconscious whisper made him more determined to send her away.
"Luoluo, as long as you are fine, I will not hesitate to give up everything." Situ Ran raised his palm and gently placed it on her forehead. A soft light emitted from his palm, like a
It lingered around her body like a veil.
An Luoluo, who was still in a coma, felt a warm stream of heat extending from her forehead to her limbs, slowly suppressing the pain in her body.
, she also felt comfortable all over her body.
Seeing that her face gradually calmed down, Situ Ran took his palm away from her forehead and leaned a little weakly on the bed. Just now, in order to calm the pain in her body, he ignored his own injuries and
She channeled her energy and her body became weaker, but he didn't regret it at all. Seeing her calm face, he just felt that everything he did was worth it.
He leaned against the bed, caressing her face with his slender fingers, his blue eyes filled with tenderness.
After a while, An Luoluo, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly shivered and curled up again.
Pain... She just felt pain all over her body, as if she had been cut by a knife... It felt like something was about to explode inside her body... It made her feel so uncomfortable that she wanted to kill someone.
"Ah..." Suddenly with a shrill scream, An Luoluo's eyes suddenly opened. Before he could see clearly who was beside the bed, the strong murderous aura in his body surged like a tide again.
"Luoluo." Situ Ran knew that his power could only temporarily suppress the pain on her body, but he didn't expect that the time would be so short, and he would not be able to stay with her for a while longer.
"Situ Ran!" Seeing him, An Luoluo immediately stood up from the bed, raised his palm and struck his chest. Although his body was still very weak, the sharp palm wind was not merciful at all.
The enemy's curse was really terrifying. Her body was already so weak, but her murderous intention against him still remained unabated.
"Luoluo." He whispered helplessly and lovingly. The last thing he wanted to do was to take action against her, but now it seemed that he had to take action. Situ Ran did not dodge or dodge, waiting for her palm.
When he was about to touch her chest, he stretched out his hand as fast as lightning and grabbed her wrist, and the other hand also quickly grabbed her other wrist that was coming towards her.
The weak An Luoluo's hands were captured. After struggling for a while, he found that he could not break away from his hands, so he immediately flew up and kicked him with his right foot.
"Your body is still very weak. It's very dangerous to attack the enemy." Situ Ran sidestepped her feet, held her hand and pulled her down on the bed, then pressed him up and used
His long body suppressed her restless body, and the tender blue color firmly locked onto her face.
"Situ Ran, what do you want to do? Let me go, you dirty prodigal son." An Luoluo struggled hard, but was suppressed under him but could not move at all. He felt the power emanating from his body.
The warm male scent was slowly invading her breath. She couldn't tell whether the feeling rising in her heart was anger or longing, but it made her afraid.
