Yuling Pavilion was affected by the war, and the bamboo forest in the pond and yard was completely destroyed. The only ones left were two houses.
Xuanyuan Yu hurriedly carried Ling Luo into one of the bedrooms, and placed her on the hospital bed very gently.
He used a hot towel to gently wipe away the blood on the corners of Ling Luo's lips, and fed her to drink two bottles of Yu Ling Xuezhi's spiritual liquid.
This time, she was seriously injured.
I drank two bottles in a row and my mood didn't improve.
Xuanyuan Yu looked extremely serious as he held Ling Luo's shoulders and pulled away her coat.
Ling Luo's eyes tightened and she said, "You...what are you doing?"
"Let me see your injury."
Ling Luo's ears felt hot, she pressed Xuanyuan Yu's hand, shook her head and said, "No need..."
Chu Ye's palm was just below the shoulder and above the chest. She was not used to exposing her body to others' sight.
Xuanyuan Yu's brows were frowned tightly, and his eyes like black holes stared at her.
Ling Luo was shocked by what he saw. He flattened his lips and said, "It's really okay. It's just a minor injury. He won't die yet."
Xuanyuan Yu's eyes narrowed dangerously, a trace of impatience flashed between his eyebrows, and he forcefully opened Ling Luo's hand, making a "stab" sound with a somewhat brutal movement, and tore off her clothes.
A large expanse of snow-white skin was just exposed to the line of sight, with a thin body and high bulging collarbones.
Xuanyuan Yu's eyes dimmed, and he slowly stretched out a hand, pressed it on the sexy collarbone, and said in a low voice: "You are so weak, how dare you confront Chu Ye? You are not afraid of even one of his fingers.
Will I crush you with my head?"
His eyes fell on the terrifying purple under his shoulder blades, and his pupils shrank fiercely.
"I'm weak, so I run away?" Ling Luo raised his head and stared at Xuanyuan Yu with extremely clear eyes, "There has never been a word like escape in my life!"
Seeing her extremely stubborn look, Xuanyuan Yu felt irritated for no reason. He stretched out his big hand, held her sharp chin tightly, forced her to look directly at his anger, and growled:
"Aren't you afraid of death? It's like this when you meet Chaos, and it's like this when you meet Chu Ye. What's the use of rushing forward with all your heart and blood regardless of it?"
Ling Luo stared at Xuanyuan Yu steadily, his eyes burning, as if he wanted to see into the depths of his soul.
She is extremely calm.
She said nothing.
"Why are you staring at me like that? Am I wrong?" Xuanyuan Yu was a little annoyed and pinched her chin harder and harder.
At this moment, she looked like a bloody thorn.
"Yu, do you know? There are many things in this world that are more important than life." Ling Luo's thin lips moved slightly, and her eyes flashed with excitement.
"I will not stop my pursuit of revenge because of my weakness. Nor will I take a step back because my opponent is strong."
"You can say that I am overestimating my abilities, or you can say that I am hitting a stone with an egg. However, in my heart, there is a blazing flame burning. As long as I, Ling Luo, live for one day, the flame will not go out."
"As long as that flame still burns for one day, even if my body is broken and my soul is riddled with holes, I will not stop!"
Ling Luo's expression was calm, and the smile on her lips was weak, but the light in her eyes could not be concealed.