Xiao Meihua was so anxious that her tears fell down, and she just cried to the communication: "Don't come! I don't allow you to come! You must dare to come and try! Wuwuwu——"
Su Luo was really anxious and angry at this moment.
Just when she was in a state of confusion——
That familiar warm voice came into my ears.
"Are you going to stab me?"
Nangong Liuyun asked warmly with a smile on his lips.
Su Luo's heart jumped suddenly: "Nangong, how are you? What happened? Are you okay?"
Su Luo regretted it extremely!
If I had known that my adoptive father and the others would have brought Nangong Liuyun back, his current situation...Su Luo regretted it just thinking about it.
When he was in Bai Ze World, if it wasn't for protecting her, Master Luoying wouldn't have to stand up, and he wouldn't be suspected by Master Yaojia and Her Majesty the Queen...
Su Luo asked a series of questions in a hurry.
Nangong Liuyun's beautiful face, which is as beautiful as lotus and snow, is slightly curved.
He was leaning on the mattress, his face pale, but his features became more picturesque, as white as jade, pure and clear.
"Don't be anxious, just say it word by word." Nangong Liuyun chuckled, his voice was warm and soft, full of doting, just like before.
"Are you injured?" Su Luo thought of Xiao Meihua crying like that, and she was almost anxious to death, and she wished she could fly to Guishai immediately.
Nangong Liuyun's eyes were slightly closed, and there was a strand of messy hair on his jade-white face.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, condensed into beads, and rolled down.
I saw him chuckle lightly, and the laughter was extremely gentle: "Injured? Do you think your husband might be injured?"
When Nangong Liuyun said this, he heard a suppressed sob.
His eyes shot towards Xiao Meihua like flying knives!
Xiao Meihua felt as if her acupuncture points had been tapped for an instant, and she even forgot to breathe.
However, when her eyes saw the brocade quilt stained red with blood, as well as Nangong Liuyun's increasingly cold sweat on his forehead, and his increasingly pale face -
Before she could say "Wow——", Nangong Liuyun moved his fingers and pointed in the air!
"laugh--"
A small voice passed by, and there was a hole in Xiao Meihua's forehead. She fainted on the spot.
The little spiritual energy that Nangong Liuyun had finally gathered was suddenly exhausted, and the wound was affected by the movement of his fingers——
Hiss - Nangong Liuyun gasped, feeling dizzy and golden light shining in front of his eyes, and almost fainted.
"What's wrong?" Su Luo asked anxiously, not knowing the situation.
Nangong Liuyun couldn't open his mouth because of the severe pain. He turned off the communication and gasped for air.
The wound that had been stopped burst open, blood kept pouring out, and the bed was even wet with sweat.
Sweat mixed with blood, the taste is... quite.
Su Luo didn't know the situation. After calling for a long time and getting no response, she realized that the communication system had been turned off!
Su Luo quickly connected again——
After about a cup of tea, Nangong Liuyun finally answered the call.
Su Luo quickly said: "Why did it suddenly break? Do you have something important? If so, then I..."
"I'm not busy." Nangong's clear eyes flashed with a smile, "What could be more important than you?"
"Then why was the communication broken?" Su Luo was sure that Nangong Liuyun's voice was as calm as before, and her heart gradually relaxed.
"The signal is not good." Nangong Liuyun made a casual excuse.