An Tong, An Shu left quickly.

Calm returned to the room.

Only Su Yan and the sleeping monarch remained.

Su Yan lowered his head.

He took Junyu's hand.

Fingers against his pulse.

The pulse is calm, and nothing happens.

She reached out and took the vial.

Then, closed his eyes.

Not for a while.

Su Yan opened his eyes.

For some reason, the dark eyes turned golden.

She held out her hand.

Clench into fists.

It was like blood was pouring out of his hand.

The color of the blood was strange.

At first glance it is scarlet, nothing surprising.

But if you look closely, the scarlet blood is glowing with gold.

At this time, Jun Yu, who was leaning on Su Yan's shoulder, snorted hurriedly.

Su Yan immediately withdrew his hand.

Beads of blood dripped to the ground.

And before it could drip into that bottle.

She wiped the blood from her hands on the edge of the sofa.

The eyes gradually returned to blackness.

She looked down at the monarchy.

His frown softened slightly.

The good-looking face doesn't seem to be so painful anymore.

Xiaohua hurriedly communicated with Su Yan's consciousness

"Host, you feed him with your divine powers?

Xiaohua knows that you feel guilty.

But you can't trade your own life for his life. ”

Su Yan's attention has been on the body of the sleeping monarch.

It seems that he has fallen into a deep sleep again.

Attention shifted to words.

doubt

"Why should I feel guilty?"

Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, and her milk voice was milky

"Isn't it because the host knows that he was injured and sealed in order to ward off your suffering?

Did you decide to feed him with your divine powers? ”

Su Yan shook his head

"It's not."

"Then you, since you don't feel guilty, why would you do such a thing that seriously harms yourself?"

Su Yan lowered his head

"He can't die. I just don't want to see him suffer. ”

Floret can't understand her host's thoughts.

I can only nod my head in cooperation as if I don't understand

"So, why don't you do it now?"

Su Yan swallowed slowly

"The man just said that every time I got close to him, he would suffer from bone pain.

The strength in both of us is repulsive.

My blood will not save him, it will only hurt him. ”

She had only just mobilized her strength when he was in unbearable pain.

If his own blood is to let him drink it.

I'm afraid that this demon soul that has been raised for 10,000 years will be seriously injured again.

Su Yan wiped the blood off his hands.

The wound on his hand was healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Her hand wanted to touch him.

But I was afraid that the blood would not be wiped clean and hurt him again.

She held it in one hand, and the other hand hung down to her side, motionless.

Su Yan's face quickly turned pale at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

Her eyelids drooped.

The expression was pale.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

Xiaohua endured it for a long time.

It really doesn't understand what the host is saying.

Finally, an hour later, Xiaohua couldn't help but ask

"Lord Junyu will do whatever it takes to give you your life, does the host feel very moved?"

Su Yan's eyelashes trembled

"It's fine."

She just felt a heat in her heart when she heard this.

Otherwise, nothing.

Xiaohua was even more puzzled

"Doesn't Lord Host love Lord Monarchy? Shouldn't people who love each other cry bitterly at this time and be moved? ”

Su Yan closed his eyes.

Seems to be a little weak.

The body shook.

In the end, it still damaged the divine power.

However, the injury is not serious, and it will be fine after a few days of rest.

She was slow, faint

"If that stone is going to hurt him. I would make the same choice. ”