Master Rongyun returned to Cloud Mist Peak. [To read the novel, of course, you have to see the first release, and the first release of the novel.

At this time, Su Luo was still unconscious, and he needed to rely on Nangong Liuyun to continuously transmit spiritual power to maintain his vitality.

Rong Yun looked at Su Luo quietly, staring at this familiar face.

Save her. Nangong Liuyun's voice was cold.

Rong Yun put his hands behind his back, standing in front of the window, hunting in a white robe.

Looking at the sky, the unfazed eyes flashed a trace of light when they heard this sentence.

After a while, Rong Yun's gaze moved back from the window, a sad look flashed in his eyes, and he sighed slightly: It's not easy to save.

If he could save it, why wouldn't he want to take action?

More than anyone else, he wants the girl to be healthy, safe, happy, and happy.

Nangong Liuyun stood up suddenly, his slender body was full of oppression, his eyes were full of madness, and he stared at Rong Yun with a scorching gaze: Save her!

Rong Yun's eyes are as dark as the ink in an ink painting, bottomless.

He thought about it, and in the end, those sharp eyes shot straight at Nangong Liuyun: Are you sure you want to save her?

If my life could be exchanged for hers, I would absolutely do. Nangong Liuyun's eyes were deep and cold, and his body exuded an arrogant and noble aura, which was strong and compelling.

Rong Yun looked at him quietly, as if he was distinguishing between the truth and falsehood in his words.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun was tall and jade, tall and tall, with a calm face, gloomy eyes, and a murderous aura all around him: You said.

Rong Yun's eyes were cold and shallow, but a trace of deep meaning flashed in his eyes.

It's hard to save her. Rong Yun is still faint, ethereal as the wind, although he does not necessarily have to pay for his life, but he is in danger of nine deaths.

It's just nine deaths and one life, as long as I can save Luoluo, I will go to ten deaths. Nangong Liuyun's sonorous voice overshadowed all the noise and sounded in Rong Yun's ears.

Rong Yun's gaze instantly brightly could see through the world.

Sit down and listen to me. Rong Yun looked at Nangong Liuyun, and his original alienated attitude gradually softened a little.

The wound of the girl is very serious, and if she is not saved, she will definitely die in three months.

Rong Yun's gaze carried a resoluteness that could not be denied.

When Nangong Liuyun heard this, his whole body suddenly burst into shape, and his heart was pinched together.

You say, Luoluo will die? He glared at Rong Yun imposingly, murderous and awe-inspiring.

will die. Rong Yun made no secret that although your aura can last for a while, it can't last for a lifetime, and one year is the longest period.

In other words, if you don't save it, you will fall within a year......

Thinking of this, Nangong Liuyun's face turned pale, he pursed his thin lips, and the line of his chin was as arrogant and cold as a nobleman: You say, what to do.

No matter how much he goes up the knife mountain and down the oil pot, he is obligated and willing.

Rong Yun's handsome eyebrows raised slightly: Have you ever heard of Red Blood Ginseng?

Nangong Liuyun's eyes frowned slightly: A red-blooded ginseng that can be the flesh and bones of the living dead?

Nangong Liuyun has been well-read since he was a child, well-read and knowledgeable, and he always has an impression of many things that have been annihilated in the long river of history.

Well. Rong Yun looked out the window, his voice was faint, ethereal as the wind: There is a red-blooded ginseng in the Muxian Mansion.

He said only one thing, and then he said no more.

He believed that Nangong Liuyun understood.

Nangong Liuyun heard this, but he stood in place in a daze, motionless, and after a while, his eyes turned slightly, and his gaze was as sharp as an ice blade: Muxian Mansion?

As one of the top ten families in the world, how could he not have heard of the three words of Muxian Mansion?