But the guards gathered and surrounded her tightly.

Nangong Li's palm turned the divine axe, and with one blow of hand speed, the divine axe rotated and flew out, like a flying saucer spinning in the middle, and the dark guards were injured by the murderous aura of the divine axe, and they fell to the ground one after another.

Ziyu opened up a path for her, and she walked into the Nine Heavens Hall step by step, and came to the front of Yeyun Jue's dormitory, but her fingertips trembled slightly.

Countless secret guards were busy carrying the basin of water, and the blood in the basin was red and dazzling.

She pushed it slightly, and the hidden door slammed.

What came into view was Leng Yu's figure constantly busy back and forth, and the man on the bed closed his eyes and rested.

I slept very comfortably.

The beautiful thin lips were very pale.

Step by step, like a thousand pounds, she slowly came to him.

She was reluctant to blink her eyes, she was afraid that in the blink of an eye, she would not be able to see him.

Leng Yu was so busy that when he saw her, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then continued to get busy.

The silver needle in his hand kept piercing the man's limbs, and there was a black graphic on the man's chest.

Round as the size of a bottle cap, she could see at a glance, the picture and text glowing with black mist, swirling above, and not receding for a long time.

"Yeyun Jue—" her lips twitched slightly, and she called out to him a little weakly.

He closed his beautiful shallow pupils and couldn't see her, but his eyebrows moved slightly.

"Holy Venerable, Your Highness has reacted!" One comforted and rejoiced.

Leng Yu wiped his sweat: "I knew that you were so useful, and I wouldn't have rescued you for a day and a night!" ”

Nangong Li picked up the handkerchief, gently wiped the beads of sweat from his eyebrows, and caressed his frowning brows with his fingertips.

A pair of light and deep black eyes, staring at him wholeheartedly, reluctant to blink.

"He—" she opened her lips, but she was dumbfounded, unable to ask.

Leng Yu continued to treat him, his legs were blurred with flesh and blood, and he saw the white bones of the forest, which was very terrifying.

Her heart tugged up, and she subconsciously clasped her fingers with him, biting her lip tightly, looking at his left leg, white bones, and blurred flesh and blood.

Her heart hurts.

It hurts... Difficulty breathing.

Look again, his right arm, already bandaged, hangs quietly beside him.

The only thing intact was his left hand, and his face.

Her tears flowed involuntarily.

Crystal blood-red blood tears fell like pearls.

Leng Yu suddenly appeared, hurriedly took the brocade box to collect the blood and tears she shed, and catalyzed them into elixirs one by one to heal Yeyun Jue.

"The Battle of the Demon Domain, what happened?" She asked hoarsely.

"The Demon Domain clan set up a formation to find your traces, the formation was activated, and Yeyun Jue was already controlling them, but they didn't know that the formation suddenly reversed and reversed, his Yuan Shen had already reversed, his divine power was sealed by the blood curse, and the only remaining half of the divine power had already been given to you, he only relied on the spiritual power of the Phantom God, how could he be the opponent of the three elders of the Demon Domain."

"His Yuan Shen was damaged, as if he had lost half his life, he struggled desperately, and he also wanted to destroy the formation, but his true body Yuan Shen was absorbed, and Ye Xi and others fought to save him back, and last night, when he returned to the Nine Heavens Palace, he was seriously injured and unconscious."

"Isn't he the ninth son of the Protoss, an immortal and immortal?" She asked, trembling and choking, tears streaming even more fiercely.

"You really don't underestimate the blood curse, the deeper the blood curse, the more it restrains his divine body, until it wears out the godhead, his blood has been given to you a few times, and it has long been unable to withstand consumption, but he doesn't say anything to you."

Leng Yu looked at her in a low voice, and there was a mixture in his eyes.

He knows better than anyone else about his friend's situation.

Approaching, the oil runs out and the lamp withers.

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