Su Luo was originally going to refine it immediately, but her physical condition did not allow her to do so. (.)

So now Su Luo's top priority is to repair his body first.

Without thinking about it, Su Luo couldn't wait to jump on the bunk and sit cross-legged with his hands.

However, before entering the state of settling, she subconsciously rubbed the ink-colored communication jue and lit up Nangong Liuyun's name.

No reply.

Su Luo couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or sad in his heart, so he silently closed the ink communication jue and sent it into the space.

She didn't feel comfortable leaving it outside.

Soon, Su Luo abandoned all distracting thoughts and entered a state of concentration.

It didn't take long for a radiant luster to appear on Su Luo's body, as if countless points of aura of light were converging towards her body, quickly repairing her broken body.

By the time Su Luo woke up again, three days and three nights had passed.

As soon as Su Luo opened his eyes, the first thing he did was to grab the ink-colored communication jue from the space, quickly open it, and then light up the name of Nangong Liuyun.

Empty, no reply.

There was an indescribable disappointment in Su Luo's eyes, and his chest seemed to be pouted by a big stone, which was extremely dull and uncomfortable.

Carefully putting the ink-colored communication jue into the space, Su Luo comforted himself that it must be Nangong who was busy with the task, otherwise, even if he had a little time, it was impossible for him not to take the time to reply to himself.

After doing a lot of psychological construction, Su Luo's mood quickly relaxed, and then, her eyes fell on Sister Wei.

Su Luo's body had been repaired at this time, and she was jumping around again, as if the person who gasped in pain when he even moved his fingers three days ago had nothing to do with her.

Su Luo jumped out of bed lightly and walked quickly towards Sister Wei.

After three days of repair, most of the injuries on Sister Wei's body have been healed.

At this time, Sister Wei was slowly opening her eyes, her face was dazed, and she shouted in shock: "You're not dead?"

Su Luo smiled angrily: "Of course I'm not dead, I'm dead, who will save you?"

"I'm not dead either?" Sister Wei felt amazing, jumped up suddenly, and then looked her body up and down.

"Huh—that's not right!" Sister Wei felt incredulous, "Why don't you seem to have been injured?"

Su Luo laughed: "The injury is healed, isn't it like you haven't been injured, what are you wondering about?"

"But my injuries were much lighter than this before, but that stinky old man has been recuperated for a month, and he hasn't been cured yet!" If conditions permitted, Sister Wei would have already hit the door with a big stick and mallet at this time.

Su Luo smiled bitterly and shook his head, silently mourning for the old man.

If it weren't for her blood, which was full of red blood ginseng essence, if it wasn't for the emperor-level elixir, where would Sister Wei's body be able to recover in a month?

However, Su Luo turned her eyes at the eldest sister, and always felt that there seemed to be something different about her.

It should be said that the momentum is more sufficient and the coercion is stronger.

Su Luo's eyes showed an incredible light, and she grabbed Sister Wei, unable to hide her excitement: "In addition to recovery, have you changed anything?"

Sister Wei listened to Su Luo's words very much, threw away the mallet, sat on the ground, and began to observe her own body.

But this observation took about an hour.

When she opened her eyes again, there was a hint of panic in her eyes, and a cry: "Xiao Luoluo, it's not good!"