Seeing Nangong Liuyun like this, everyone felt an inexplicable sadness in their hearts.
Su Luoqiang cheered up and said calmly: "Don't worry too much, his condition is better now than before."
Su Luo's nose started to feel sore when she thought of Nangong Liuyun's miserable appearance that night, and she subconsciously turned her face away.
"Sister-in-law, what happened before? How could Nangong be so seriously injured?" Bei Chenying clenched his fists tightly, and veins popped out on his face due to anger.
Su Luo sighed helplessly: "You want to avenge him, but it's too late."
"Why?" Beichen Ying's face showed a fierce look!
"Because the real Ancestor Mo is dead, killed by Nangong himself, and now what lives in his body is a magical soul." Seeing Bei Chenying's unclear expression, Su Luo added, "It's mine.
people."
Seeing this, Bei Chenying had no choice but to accept the reality, but he still angrily made up his mind: "From now on, no one from Weiyang Palace can be spared!"
Zi Yan tugged on his sleeve: "I'm with you."
"Okay!" Beichen Ying nodded solemnly, his usually sunny face now full of solemnity.
At this time, Bei Chenying and Zi Yan were surrounding Nangong Liuyun with concern and asked worriedly: "He hasn't woken up these days?"
Su Luo nodded sadly. It was because she hadn't woken up that she became more and more worried. Moreover, there were not many Xuanling Fruits in her hand.
Seeing that the spiritual energy in Nangong Liuyun's dantian was gradually weakening, Su Luo took out the last two Xuanling Fruits without even thinking. There were five in total, and now only the last two were left. If he wanted more, they would be gone...
While Su Luo prayed that Nangong Liuyun would wake up soon, she squeezed out the juice of the Xuanling Fruit as usual and fed it to Nangong Liuyun's mouth.
The white juice exudes a rich and sweet flavor, and a faint spiritual energy spreads everywhere.
Nangong Liuyun opened his mouth as if consciously and absorbed all the juice.
Everyone gathered around him, staring at him momentarily, for fear of missing any message on his face.
Just when everyone was paying attention, suddenly, a flash of surprise flashed in Beichen Ying's eyes!
"His hand moved!" Bei Chenying rushed forward excitedly and turned back to everyone excitedly.
Su Luo couldn't hide the excitement in her heart. She stared at Nangong Liuyun and pursed her lips tightly into a line, forcibly suppressing her inner emotions.
Nangong Liuyun seemed completely unaware of the excitement of the people around him. After about a quarter of an hour, he slowly moved his eyelashes again.
"We're really about to wake up!" Su Luo was excited. She stretched out her hand but paused, as if she wanted to touch it but didn't dare to.
After another long quarter of an hour, the thick and curly eyelashes finally opened, and a pair of dark eyes looked straight at Su Luo.
Su Luo covered his hand tightly, her voice trembling with excitement: "Are you awake? Are you really awake?"
A faint smile broke out on Nangong Liuyun's face. He paused and then said slowly: "Silly girl, can I talk to you while I'm asleep?"
"That means you're really awake! It's so good! Do you know that you slept for seven whole days?" Su Luo hummed, half scared and half reproachful, "If you don't wake up, I will
I don't care about you, let the wind and rain blow you."
"Why are you willing to give up?" A smile flashed across Nangong Liuyun's eyes, but when his eyes glanced at Old Ancestor Mo, his expression suddenly changed.