Su Luo was not stingy with her blood, as if it was free spring water, she wished she could pour it all on Nangong Liuyun.
As time passed, Su Luo's face turned as pale as gold paper, and her head felt dizzy. If Zi Yan hadn't been supporting her, she might have fainted.
"Luoluo..." Zi Yan couldn't bear to cry in a low voice.
She covered her lips with her right palm and cried silently.
No matter how much blood loss Luoluo continues, the blood in her body will be drained.
Seeing this, the Master of the Nine Levels Palace couldn't help but sigh: "What a waste of natural resources, what a waste of natural resources. Every drop of this blood is extremely precious. If an ordinary person drinks it, each drop can extend his life by ten years, but you waste it like this."
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Su Luo gave him a cold look and did not express any opinion.
The Lord of the Nine Levels Palace was still muttering: "This blood can revive human flesh and bones, and it is also very helpful for cultivation. It is a pity that you are so generous."
"Are you done? Shut up." Su Luo glared at him angrily, "The blood that was shed was not yours, so what are you regretting?"
How could Su Luo not understand the motives of the Lord of the Ninth Level Palace? He praised her blood as a miracle in front of Li Yaoyao. When the news spreads, wouldn't she, Su Luo, become a mobile treasure? Who wouldn't want to
Are you scrambling to get a piece of the pie?
The Master of the Nine Levels Palace was blocked by Su Luo and could not say a word, so he could only turn his head in depression.
After finally smearing Nangong Liuyun's body with blood, Su Luo felt that her forehead was turning black and she almost fainted.
"Luoluo, take a good rest." Zi Yan helped her sit down distressedly.
Su Luo waved her hand: "No need, I'll accompany Nangong."
Su Luo was half-kneeling like that, looking at Nangong Liuyun quietly with a soft smile on her face.
Xiao Shitou would not lie to her, and Nangong Liuyun would definitely wake up. Su Luo had a strong belief in her heart.
Time passed minute by minute.
Su Luo stared at Nangong Liuyun without blinking, fearing that she would miss any message.
After an unknown amount of time, Nangong Liuyun's thick eyelashes as thin as cicada wings trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his cold eyes.
Su Luo almost screamed in excitement, but in fact, her movements were gentler than anyone else's. She asked in a low voice: "Is there any discomfort?"
Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo, then raised his hand and looked at the bright red blood.
"Is this your blood?" Nangong Liuyun frowned and asked coldly.
Su Luo seemed like a child who was caught doing bad things. She was a little at a loss for a moment, but she quickly adjusted: "To be precise, half of the blood that can save you is your credit."
"Huh?" Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo's little face as pale as gold paper, with a hint of distress flashing in his eyes.
"I fused the red-blooded Scrophulariaceae. This kind of blood can rejuvenate you and bring you back to life. You got this Red-blood Scrophulariaceae. Don't you think most of the credit belongs to you?" Su Luo smiled and helped him up, and hurriedly helped him.
Change the subject, "How do you feel now? Is there anything uncomfortable?"
Nangong Liuyun took a deep breath, and his dantian began to move around in one breath.
After wandering for a week, his face became very ugly.
"Very good." What he spat out was the word "very good."
"On the contrary, it's you." Nangong Liuyun's wary eyes flashed over Li Yaoyao, "Can these things be known to others casually? I don't know what it means to cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, but the spring breeze blows and they will grow again? I don't know what it means to keep cutting off without stopping.