Su Dandan's eyes fell on Jia Luo, Luo Qi said, Jia Luo blocked the light in the enchantment in order to save her, the hedgehog spirit in the original Jingmuro Mountain was hit by the light, and finally the demon power collapsed and was beaten back to its original form, and now, Jia Luo was burned by the light, maybe he will be beaten back to his original form, maybe, with the exhaustion of his strength, the person will also disappear.

On the bed, hearing Qingluo's words, Jia Luo opened his eyes, but his gaze fell on Su Dandan.

"Aren't you unwilling to be with the demons, why did you come to the rescue," Jia Luo asked Su Dandan in a hoarse voice.

All the people in the Three Realms, no one can afford to look down on the demons, whether they are demons or demons, when they see the demons, they are more fighting and scolding, the demons are like mice that can't see the light, stupid and stupid in the dark, as a demon, he puts his position very clearly.

It's just that he doesn't understand why Su Gu wants to save them

Isn't she reluctant to be in the company of demons?

Her eyes fell on him, did not answer, and said: "You should be concerned about your own life, you were injured by that light, the high priest is still in Qiqiu, and your injury, Qingluo is helpless." ”

Garo laughed and said, "It doesn't matter if I live or die. ”

For life and death, he never took it to heart, he was originally born out of the darkness of the human heart, for thousands of years he was silent in the dark, born in nothingness, and finally returned to nothingness, he is not a human being, and he does not have much obsession with life and death, but the only thing he can't rest assured about is Luo Que and Demon Yan.

His eyes suddenly moved to the door, at the door, Luo Que stood at the door with his sore shoulder, she heard all Qingluo's words word for word, outside the door, in the cold wind, she looked at Jia Luo's eyes darkened, suddenly gritted her teeth, turned around and left.

Jia Luo retracted his gaze, raised his eyes to look at Su Dandan, and said: "Miss Su, for my sake, a dying person, can you promise me one thing, if I die, please be sure, be sure to take care of Luo Qi, although she is a demon, her nature is not bad, and her heart is not worse than that of a human being." ”

Qingluo next to him looked at the aura that was constantly dissipating and passing on his body, and couldn't help but say: "You yourself are like this, and you are still worried about others, I will go to the medical dictionary to find it." She said and turned to leave.

Su Dandan said: "You have a good rest, maybe there is still a glimmer of life." I have sent a message to the Seven Hills, and the High Priest will soon be able to return. You can rest well. She said, getting up and leaving.

Out of the main hall, she walked in the direction of the main hall, and when she came to the courtyard, she saw Luo Qi standing in the courtyard.

She sat under the ancient tree, the snow on the ancient tree had not yet melted, and there was a thick snow under her feet, she was dressed in black and red clothes, her eyes were dull and staring at her feet, and her pale cheeks were frozen and red.

Su Dandan walked over and stopped in front of her, Luo Que came back to his senses, looked up at her, and asked in a low voice, "Is he dying?"

She said, "The high priest is coming back soon, he is well-informed, and there may be a way." ”

Luo Que came back to her senses in a daze, lowered her head again, looked at the snow under her feet, and suddenly her mind was extraordinarily calm, she remembered everything very clearly, but her heart seemed to be blocked by something, and she was so uncomfortable that she didn't know what it was like.

"After the fall of the demon clan, Jia Luo and I have been following Lord Demon Yan, although there are tens of thousands of soldiers under our hands, but for us, the entire demon clan is left, there are only three of us, and now Xuanzun and Yuji have joined forces, and the demon clan is about to split and open up another dynasty. She said in a daze, as if she were talking to herself.

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