Luo Yue didn't know how long she slept in the white mist, but when she woke up again, Luo Yue felt that her body's fatigue was much better.

She continued to follow the white mist, and she knew very well the touch of the entire white mist under her feet, but what she stepped on now was completely different.

Luo Yue bent down and looked at his feet, and there was a person lying down. This person's face was pale, and his body was a little cold, and she trembled and probed the man's snort, and her heart was relieved that she was still alive. This person is none other than Yi Mochen.

Luo Yue hugged the unconscious person tightly, she no longer had any elixir, and Yi Mochen was not as simple as an external injury. She quickly bit her finger and dripped a drop of blood on Yi Mochen's lips.

When the blood was swallowed by Yi Mochen, Luo Yue felt his weak pulse improve, and he felt a little relieved. Luo Yue hugged him like this, and his slightly cool fingers gently smoothed his tightly knit brow.

"Yue'er!" Yi Mochen called out with a whisper.

Luo Yue had mixed feelings in her heart, this man was too good to her.

When they fell to the bottom, Yi Mochen held her in his arms and used his body to dilute her impact. They were all alive, and she felt only pain, but no wound was left.

Luo Yue's tears fell on Yi Mochen's face, and the warm, sleeping Yi Mochen slowly opened his eyes.

His first instinct was to reach out and wipe her tears, but his hand couldn't move.

"Yue'er, why are you crying?" Yi Mochen was still smiling at Luo Yue, but his voice was very subtle.

Luo Yue wiped away her tears, lowered her head and looked at Yi Mochen affectionately, and said, "I didn't cry, my eyes were fascinated by the sand." Where does the sand come from here, not even half the wind.

Yi Mochen didn't say anything, but he smiled extremely bitterly. His body was as heavy as lead, and the pain was inconspicuous. He was numb from pain, and he had become a cripple.

"It's weird here, Yue'er, you leave first, find them and then come to me." I can't move for a while! ”

Luo Yue shook his head firmly and said, "I'm with you, don't worry, I'm a miracle doctor." You will recover as before, no matter what the sword is and the sea of fire, I will save you. ”

Luo Yue knew Yi Mochen's injury very well, although she protected his heart with blood, his internal organs were damaged, and his hands and feet were not lightly injured, and it was very likely that he would not be able to move for half of his life.

Luo Yue was like a stubborn child, putting Yi Mochen down, taking off his coat, turning Yi Mochen sideways, and tying him tightly to himself.

She struggled to stand up, but kept trying. Yi Mochen's body would be in unbearable pain every time she hit her, but she was not as sad as her heart.

"Mo Chen, we can leave. I will take you out safely, and I will also go to find the elixir to heal you. Hold on, and don't say anything discouraged. ”

This sentence completely blocked the words in Yi Mochen's mouth, she knew what Yi Mochen would say very well, she had thought about it, as long as her blood could prolong his life, she was willing to give it all to him, just like he was protecting her regardless of his life.

Yi Mochen endured the pain, and the cough became louder and louder with Luo Yue's pace. Until a mouthful of blood spilled on Luo Yue's underwear, Luo Yue's tears continued to fall uncontrollably.

"Mo Chen, don't speak. It's interesting to hear me tell you a story. Her voice choked, but she pretended to be so calm.

From Journey to the West, she talked about the list of gods, one after another. Yi Mochen didn't make a sound, but he would make some subtle movements when Luo Yue talked about the key points.

Luo Yue thought that he was awake all the time, and she kept talking to him. Because there is no way out of this place, and she can only use this method to maintain their communication.

Let's collect it, and let's recommend it.