Chapter 132 Lu Yao's Fault

Su Moer was so frightened by Zhou Ran's roar that she trembled and cried even harder.

He sobbed and replied, "No...it's none of my business, it's her!"

She pointed at Jiang Li and said, "She was the one who asked me to teach my sister a lesson. I didn't mean to do that. I really didn't mean to..."

Tears kept rolling down like beads with broken strings.

She was filled with fear and regret.

Originally, he just wanted to cooperate with Jiang Li to put on a show and force Su Qian to submit, but he never expected that it would lead to such terrible consequences.

Although she didn't like Su Qian on weekdays, she wanted to teach her a lesson.

But I didn't think anyone would die.

When Jiang Li heard Su Moer's words, her face turned pale instantly.

She widened her eyes, pointed at Su Moer and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about, Su Moer!"

People around heard their quarrel.

There was a hint of strangeness in the looks they gave Jiang Li, and they began to whisper to each other.

But more people saw it with their own eyes. It was Su Moer who took the initiative to move forward, and she lost her balance during the tug of war, which caused Su Qian to fall into the sea.

Zhou Ran frowned, his eyes full of anger.

He roared at Jiang Li, "If anything happens to Su Qian and Lu Yao, I, Zhou Ran, will make your Su and Jiang families pay a heavy price without mercy!"

In Zhou Ran's eyes, Su Qian is more than just a partner.

She is also a good friend and confidant whom he cherishes very much.

There is a tacit understanding and friendship between them that is difficult for others to understand.

Rescuers quickly arranged emergency measures, and the lifeboat searched the sea surface at the fastest speed...

In the endless sea.

Su Qian felt the cold and salty sea water continuously pouring into her nasal cavity, ears, and mouth. The taste made her already confused consciousness even more blurred.

The body felt like it was being pulled by countless hands.

Sometimes I was thrown high up by the waves, and sometimes I was dragged into the water.

It's over.

I'm really going to die here.

She wanted to struggle and open her eyes, but her limbs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and she had no control over them.

After Lu Yao jumped into the sea, he headed towards Su Qian like an arrow.

As an ancient dragon.

The water is his home turf.

The earth has no spiritual energy, so he can only exert 10% of his strength.

His spiritual sense was released, sensing Su Qian's faint breath.

Finally, his hand touched Su Qian's cold body. At that moment, he grabbed her arm tightly, pulled it hard, and held her in his arms.

"Su Qian, I'm here, don't be afraid." He whispered softly.

The sound was quickly drowned out by the sound of the waves.

With a flick of his wrist, a water-proof formation enveloped the two of them.

Deep in Su Qian's consciousness.

There seems to be a hint of clarity.

She leaned vaguely in Lu Yao's arms, and slowly lost her intuition.

On a deserted island.

Lu Yao carried Su Qian to a relatively flat place.

He gently placed Su Qian on the ground.

He quickly placed his finger on her pulse, his brow furrowed, a look of worry on his face.

Su Qian's pulse was so weak that it was almost undetectable. Her face was as pale as paper, her lips were bloodless, and her wet hair was sticking messily to her cheeks.

"I won't let anything happen to you while I'm here."

Lu Yao took a deep breath, mobilized his spiritual power, and carefully transferred the spiritual power into Su Qian's body.

A large mouthful of sea water suddenly spurted out of Su Qian's mouth, splashing onto the sand beside him.

Seeing this, Lu Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

As the seawater was continuously discharged, Su Qian's breathing gradually became more stable.

His face, which was originally ashen, now had a hint of blood color.

I don’t know how long it took.

Su Qian opened her eyes drowsily.

What comes into view is a burning pile of firewood.

The jumping flames cast a warm orange glow in the night, dispelling some of the chill and gloom of the deserted island night.

Su Qian moved slightly, only to feel weak and powerless all over.

It was as if all my strength had been drained away, my head was dizzy, and I couldn't tell where I was for a moment.

"Am I...dead?"

Su Qian murmured to herself, her voice very soft, with a hint of confusion and uncertainty.

Brother Li has filmed a video of the underworld, but the underworld doesn’t look like this, right?

Her eyes moved slowly.

Soon, Lu Yao's figure appeared.

He was sitting by the fire, adding firewood to it. His profile looked even more resolute in the firelight, but it could not hide the fatigue on his face.

On the pile of firewood, there were two grilled fish. The fish bodies were roasted golden brown, and the oil dripped into the fire from time to time, making a sizzling sound.

"woke up?"

Noticing that Su Qian had woken up, Lu Yao turned his head and asked softly, "How are you feeling? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Su Qian opened her mouth, her throat was very dry.

It took him a long time to utter a sound, and he said weakly: "I... I'm fine, but I don't have much strength. What are we doing..."

Lu Yao hurriedly picked up a simple "cup" made of a broad leaf.

It contained some collected fresh water.

He handed it to Su Qian's mouth and said gently, "Moisten your throat first."

Su Qian tilted her head back slightly and drank a few sips of fresh water with the leaves. The cool feeling slid down her throat.

It made her dry and uncomfortable throat feel much better.

"This is... a deserted island?"

Su Qian sat up straight, her head feeling dizzy and heavy. It took her a long time to recover, and she recalled what happened after she fell into the sea.

etc!

She looked down at her clothes and hair. They were dry, with no signs of having fallen into the water.

There is also a fire with dancing flames in front of me.

Where did the fire come from on this desolate island?

Thinking of this, a bold idea emerged in Su Qian's mind.

Could it be that Lu Yao didn't lose his memory at all and still retained his magic?

"Lu Yao, you...you didn't lose your memory?"

Su Qian swallowed and felt nervous for a moment.

When Lu Yao heard this, he paused slightly in adding firewood to the fire, and a barely perceptible look of surprise flashed across his face.

Then things quickly returned to normal.

He looked at Su Qian with a helpless look in his eyes, sighed softly and said, "Why do you ask that?"

"The water is so turbulent that there's no way we'll be unscathed."

Su Qian looked directly into Lu Yao's eyes, her voice still a little hoarse: "Look at me, I'm dry now after falling into the water."

"Besides, where can we find a ready-made fire on this deserted island?"

Looking at Su Qian's expression, Lu Yao knew that he could no longer hide the truth.

He sighed softly, a helpless smile appeared on his face, and he slowly said: "Well, I really don't have amnesia."

Although I have prepared myself mentally.

But when Su Qian heard Lu Yao admit it himself, she couldn't help but tremble slightly in her heart.

It’s over!

This guy didn't lose his memory at all.

Is it too late to run now?

Thinking of this, Su Qian swallowed, her face full of bitterness, and silently kept a certain distance from Lu Yao.

"It's over, I'm going to die, Mengmeng, your master didn't lose his memory at all!!!"

Su Qian cried loudly in the chat group.

Xia Mengmeng (Immortal Cultivator Cannon Fodder): "[Shocked] Sister Qianqian, what happened?"

Su Qian quickly recounted what happened after falling into the water.