Ling Luo couldn't help but stretched out a hand and covered her face, her nose felt sore.
As if she couldn't bear the blow, she slowly squatted down and shed tears uncontrollably.
"Xiaoluo? What's wrong?"
Seeing Ling Luo's sad look, Jianlong suddenly panicked and hurriedly knelt down, stretched out an arm and patted Ling Luo's shoulder gently.
"Don't be sad. You need to take good care of yourself first. We will definitely find a way to completely crack the sky of the second heaven."
"Yu..."
She whispered his name, her voice choked.
Jianlong's hands shook and he looked at the little woman in his arms in disbelief. She... was actually crying?!
He rarely saw her cry.
She is always so strong, like the sun. Behind her, you can't cut any shadow at all.
If her sadness hadn't reached a certain level, she would never shed tears.
"I must have hurt him, I must have hurt him." Ling Luo kept shaking her head while shedding tears, and her sleeves were wet with tears.
She hated herself very much.
She didn't know how she would face him after going out.
When Jianlong heard this, he suddenly realized and understood. It must be Xuanyuan Yu's dark demonic energy that hurt Ling Luo. Correspondingly, the spiritual power of the holy light attribute emitted by Ling Luo must also be severely hurt.
Xuanyuan Yu was hurt.
The cheap dragon stopped talking.
In other words, he didn't know how to comfort her.
His red-black eyes, which had always smiled coquettishly, now showed an emotion of pity and reluctance.
He stretched out a hand and gently stroked Ling Luo's back.
He doesn't know how to comfort people.
He only knew that when he was unhappy, she would often comb her back like this, which was very comfortable.
Jianlong just kept stroking Ling Luo's back tirelessly and smoothing her hair, even though she had no hair.
About half an hour later, her crying finally stopped. When she raised her head, her eyes were swollen into walnuts.
The cheap dragon couldn't bear it very much, and sighed softly, saying: "It's okay, I will definitely see you. He is your husband, and he will definitely understand you and forgive you."
Facts have proved that Xuanyuan Yu's injuries were far more serious than Ling Luo's.
Ling Luo's divine source heart was directly reduced by one-third after that blow.
What a terrifying holy light spiritual power that must be!
After Xuanyuan Yu was attacked by the divine light released from the tip of the Sun Temple, his chest was directly penetrated, and his internal organs were severely damaged. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell straight down.
"My king!"
Huang Quan exclaimed and rushed forward, catching his master's battered and broken body, and then fell safely to the ground.
"My king, why are you injured so badly?"
Huang Quan was so frightened that he quickly injected his dragon essence ice spirit power into Xuanyuan Yu's body.
"It's Luo'er..."
Xuanyuan Yu's face was extremely pale. He dared to say a word, but blood gushed out from his lips again, looking very painful.
"Queen?" Huang Quan was too surprised, "Did the queen hurt you?"
But soon, Huang Quan figured it out.
"The queen is of the Holy Light attribute, and her lethality to our demons is too strong. No wonder."
Xuanyuan Yu nodded gently, a look of self-blame flashed across his black hole-like eyes, and his voice was extremely weak, "I'm really useless, I should have hurt her too."