Men can only hold the Red Sky Sword, and women can hold the Chengying Sword. This is an ironclad rule that no one can violate.
In order for a group of people to survive, and to be able to persist to the ninth floor to help Su Luo get medicine, Zi Yan, whose eyes were blurred and on the verge of fainting, bit the tip of her tongue hard.
The tingling sensation on the tip of her tongue made her wake up a little.
However, at this time, her face was even more ugly than that of Li Yaoyao, her face was as white as snow and there was no blood at all.
"Zi Yan, come down here." Su Luo couldn't bear it.
Zi Yan shook her head. No, she had to insist!
"Zi Yan..." Beichenying eagerly took two steps forward.
At this moment, suddenly, the small body of the elemental elf at Zi Yan's feet fell to the ground with a snap, and the layers of bubbles surrounding it burst instantly.
"Pfft——" Zi Yan spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Her body suffered a backlash and was violently rebounded.
Fortunately, Bei Chenying was prepared and hugged her, preventing her from hitting the hard coffin.
"vomit -" Zi Yan vomited blood.
"Zi Yan!" Su Luo felt distressed and took out one of the best Lingyuan Pills and stuffed it into Zi Yan's mouth.
Her spiritual power is now on the verge of exhaustion, and if it is not replenished, her meridians are likely to be permanently damaged.
When Zi Yan was fighting Chengying Sword before, no one could get close to her, so Su Luo could only hold the Lingyuan Pill in her hand and be ready at any time.
Seeing Zi Yan's breathing become steady after taking the Lingyuan Pill, Situ Ming's sharp eyes shot at Su Luo: "Miss Su, are you so selfish?"
Su Luo glanced at Situ Ming with an unkind expression: "What do you mean, Mr. Situ?"
"Yao Yao just suffered the same injury as Miss Zi Yan. Why didn't you help me even though you had the Lingyuan Pill?" Situ Ming asked confidently.
Su Luo looked at this infatuated person like an idiot, and smiled coldly: "Li Yaoyao? What does it have to do with me whether she is injured or not? Master Situ, do you think I am the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering, or the compassionate Virgin Mary?"
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"But we are teammates!" Situ Ming turned pale with anger and gritted his teeth to say something.
"Teammates? I don't have teammates who are sarcastic and sarcastic." Su Luo looked at him with a smile, but her eyes were cold and without a trace of warmth.
As for Situ Ming, she sympathized with Li Yaoyao because of his white-eyed behavior at first, but now, Su Luo finally knows that there must be something hateful about poor people!
Situ Ming's face turned red after being suppressed by Su Luo's words.
He didn't expect that this little girl with a sick face who could fall down at the slightest blow would speak so sharply.
At this time, there was an eerie silence all around.
Suddenly, Luo Dieyi walked towards Su Luo, and finally stood beside Su Luo, looking at her sincerely: "Miss Su, may I ask, do you still have Lingyuan Pill?"
Luo Dieyi tried her best to show a sincere expression, but her flickering eyes betrayed her.
Su Luo's lips curled up with a touch of sarcasm: "Oh? It is said that Luo Yu Palace has always been famous for its elixirs in the mainland. Does it mean that Miss Luo doesn't even have a Lingyuan elixir in her body?"
To be honest, there are quite a lot of Lingyuan Pills in her space, bottles and bottles piled up. These are her writing practice works this year.
There are also a few bottles, which are the master-level Lingyuan Pills given by the master.
However, no matter how much Lingyuan Pill Su Luo had, he would not give it to the evil-minded Luo Dieyi in vain.