Chapter Eighty-Nine: Liuli Sleeps

The quiet mountain stream, the gurgling water, the quiet monster forest was a dead silence, in front of the thatched house stood a cold figure, suddenly, he raised his head slightly and stood there quietly, always from time to time to look in the direction of the thatched house.

Three months have passed, and Liuli has been lying inside for three months without waking up, and the outside world has long been in chaos.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Cangyu Kingdom was trapped in the thousand-year-old fog tower, most of them were dead, Lingyun Palace and the Yi Sect completely broke up, and the situation in the otherworldly continent rose again, and the Feng family was indeed very peaceful during this time, the reason was that Feng Ming, the head of their Feng family, did not know where to go.

The strife in the outside world has not affected this at all, and Qinglan is not in the mood to care about these, just blindly staying by Liuli's side, hoping that she can wake up sooner, her injuries are very serious, the meridians are broken, and the blood is flowing backwards, there is no hope of survival, but Liuli is indeed only unconscious but not in danger of life.

"Lord Shizi."

A figure fell and knelt respectfully on the ground in front of him, and at such a glance, it was Yu Lu, the housekeeper of the Qing Palace, and the mediocre-looking housekeeper turned out to be a strong man of the Xuan King.

Qing Lan glanced at him lightly, "Found it?" ”

"This ......"

"Say."

Please be too lazy to frown immediately, and there was a coldness in his tone, since Liuli was injured Qinglan's feelings fluctuated more and more.

Yu Lu nodded, "I'm afraid it's only possible for the people of the Divine Medicine Valley to make a move." ”

"Divine Medicine Valley?"

Qing Lan's eyebrows furrowed, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Is the prince going?"

Yu Lu asked uncertainly, that Divine Medicine Valley and Qing Wangfu are feuds, and if you go there, it will be more than lucky, not to mention that you will save Liuli, but the quotations also know what kind of feelings his own prince has for Liuli, so he is so uncertain.

Qinglan didn't answer, groaned for a while and turned back to the thatched hut.

Yu Lu wanted to say something to stop him, but he didn't dare to speak, so he had to stay for a moment before turning around and leaving the place.

There was a woman lying on the bed, dressed in a pure white robe, her eyebrows were picturesque, her facial features were delicate, and she was sleeping quietly like a fairy in a painting, Qinglan walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, stretched out her hand and touched her forehead, and the jet-black hair of her body fell on Liuli's face, his eyebrows were soft and sighed slightly, Liuli, it's time to get up.

The person on the bed didn't react in the slightest, and if it weren't for the shallow breathing, it would have made people mistakenly think that they were dead.

His palm rubbed against her cheek, extremely pitying, if she knew that Mo Qianyan was trapped in the thousand-year-old fog tower for her, what would her expression be?

Will you be angry with him?

In the crowded market, only the whispers of people can be heard.

"Did you hear that? Shuo Ran, the chief disciple of Lingyun Palace, wants to marry the baby daughter of the head of the family, Shuo Ying, and wants to feast all forces. ”

"What do you know! It was obviously intended to use this to form an alliance against the Yi Sect. ”

"The strength of the Yi Sect is not as good as that of Lingyun Palace, so it can be used to form an alliance?"

"Lingyun Palace has always been cautious in doing things, so naturally it can be used if it can be used, otherwise do you think that the second disciple of the Sect of the Misty Sect will die so easily? They are the best of the younger generation. ”

"Lingyun Palace is really despicable!"

"Quietly, you don't want to die! This is the Nanzhao Kingdom, and there are a lot of people in Lingyun Palace, so if it is heard, it will suffer.