She persisted until Li Qing died, persisted until the blood bat died, persisted until she could no longer persist, and then she allowed herself to faint from the pain.
Before passing out, Su Luo said to herself: From now on, I will never take this taboo medicine again, it hurts too much.
Su Luo fell into a deep sleep in the mire-like darkness.
When she opened her eyes again, she could feel the sunlight leaking through the gaps in the dense leaves, casting a little halo on her face.
Su Luo subconsciously raised her hand to cover the dazzling light, and then slowly opened her eyes.
Su Luo was used to the darkness. As soon as she came into contact with the sunlight, Su Luo felt her eyes stinging and uncomfortable, so she closed her eyes again.
But at this moment, a fierce and excited voice soared into the sky!
"It's moving, it's moving, Su Luo is moving!"
Su Luo sighed helplessly in her heart. This was Zhou Fei's voice.
No matter what life and death difficulties he experienced, he was always so energetic, optimistic and enthusiastic.
Su Luo opened her eyes helplessly.
The first thing she saw was not Zhou Fei, but Leng Qishao.
Su Luo was originally worried about him, but when she saw that he was unharmed, she breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you're fine."
Leng Qishao was so moved that he grabbed Su Luo. His handsome and beautiful face was almost filled with joy: "Xiao Luoluo, it turns out that you were still thinking about me when you were in a coma. It's so touching."
Su Luo rolled her eyes at him angrily. Now she had no energy in her body, and it took all her energy to glare at him.
"Young Master Leng Qi is accompanying me on this mission. If I hurt you, I can't afford to pay for it." Su Luo said matter-of-factly.
Leng Qishao did not accept this statement: "No matter what, you care about me anyway, you care about me the most!"
Su Luo's speechless mouth twitched slightly.
"How are you now?" Leng Qi saw that Su Luo's face was horribly pale, and the corners of her lips were even bloodless. An imperceptible pity flashed through her deep, beautiful eyes, and her voice became much softer.
Su Luo struggled to sit up.
Leng Qishao immediately stretched out his hand to help Su Luo sit against the ancient tree and stared at her with concern.
Those deep eyes are like a clear spring, unfathomable. Many people will be involuntarily intoxicated until they lose themselves. However, such an eye wave offensive is ineffective against Su Luo.
She smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I don't have any strength."
Her brain seemed to be glued back together after being exploded, leaving large areas of blank space. Every word she spoke made her twitch and twitch in pain.
Leng Qishao was about to order Su Luo to lie down and rest, but Su Luo suddenly asked: "By the way, how long have I been unconscious?"
"One month." Leng Qishao said angrily.
When he finally knocked down the fifteenth elder of the Shenwu Sect and finally ran to support him, what he saw was Su Luo's fallen figure. At that moment, he thought the whole world had collapsed.
This month, Leng Qishao has exhausted all his methods.
If it weren't for his continuous injection of spiritual energy into Su Luo, she would not be able to wake up in a month, let alone ten years.
Su Luo had already calculated the results when she was refining the Demonic Spirit Pill. At that time, she calculated that she had been in coma for eleven years.
But now that he woke up after a month, Su Luo knew that it was Leng Qishao's credit.
"Thank you." Su Luo solemnly stared at Leng Qishao and thanked her seriously.
If Major Leng Qi hadn't taken away the fifteen elders of the Shenwu Sect, no matter how powerful Su Luo's Demonic Spirit Pill was, it would be useless.