Now that the words have reached this point, Ling Luo no longer insists.
"All right."
Ling Luo sighed softly and turned around to go down the mountain.
After walking a few steps, I saw Emperor Feather Star facing me.
"Madam!" Di Yuxing was very happy to see Ling Luo and said hello, "Are you also coming to the altar?"
"Yes." Ling Luo nodded slightly and said, "I have nothing to do, so I just walk around. What are you doing here?"
Di Yuxing's beautiful eyes flashed slightly and she said, "I'm here to meet a friend. He stays on the top of the mountain. I have to accompany him to chat every day."
Ling Luo was slightly stunned.
The person on the top of the altar, the first thing that came to her mind was Wu Shi.
"Do you know Wu Shi?" Ling Luo asked.
Di Yuxing shook his head and said: "I don't know Wu Shi. He said his name is You Zhong. He is a very beautiful man with a strange temper. He seems to be in poor health. He always vomits blood and seems to be at any time.
It's as if I could die. By the way, last time I asked my wife for a Qijue Xuanming Pill, saying that I was going to treat a friend's illness, but I didn't appreciate it at all, hey."
With that said, Di Yuxing took out a celadon bottle and handed it back to Ling Luo's hand, saying: "Such a precious elixir should be returned to Madam."
Ling Luo was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that this little girl had no selfish intentions and just returned it to her.
"If he is injured, it cannot be cured by the Qijue Xuanming Pill." A helpless smile appeared on the corner of Ling Luo's lips, "No one in the entire universe can cure his injury."
"Ah? So serious?"
Di Yuxing was a little anxious, grabbed Ling Luo's sleeve, and said: "Then he is going to die?"
Ling Luo's long eyelashes flashed slightly and she said, "I don't know either. Miss Emperor, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Di Yuxing fell silent.
She just stared intently at Ling Luo's leaving figure, extremely complex emotions flashing across her starry eyes.
It wasn't until Ling Luo had gone far that Di Yuxing withdrew his gaze, walked to the altar, and looked around, but did not find the figure of the terminally ill man.
"Didn't you come today..."
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After returning from the altar, Ling Luo unexpectedly saw an uninvited guest.
"Heechul?"
Ling Luo was slightly stunned, looking at the handsome man in black in the hall, and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Why, can't I come?" Ming Xiche's lips curled up slightly, and his dark red eyes were full of smiles. He still looked like that cynical playboy, no matter how many years he has behaved like this, "Xiao Luo
Do you dislike me?"
Ling Luo cried out that he was wronged and said: "What kind of talk are you talking about? Tell me, why do you come to me?"
Ming Xiche's dark red eyes narrowed slightly, and he put one hand on the table, tapping it every time, and said: "Ye Ling sent me a message, saying that she was getting married, and asked me to go to the God Realm.
Attend a wedding.”
Ling Luo's long eyelashes flashed slightly and she said with a smile: "Ye Ling is getting married. That's a good thing. She and Di Wuchen can be regarded as cultivators."
The smile on Ming Xiche's lips became thicker, and she said in an extremely relaxed tone: "It would be best for her to get married, so she won't be dependent on me in the underworld."
Ling Luo glanced at Ming Xiche lightly, the smile on her lips was full of teasing, and her voice seemed a little meaningful, saying: "Just say it if you don't want to, why bother to cover it up in roundabout ways?"