Su Luo was not stingy with her blood, as if it was free spring water, and she wanted to pour it all on Nangong Liuyun.
As time passed, Su Luo's face became as pale as gold paper, and her head felt dizzy. If Zi Yan hadn't supported her, she would have fainted.
"Luoluo..." Zi Yan called out in a low voice, unable to bear it.
She covered her lips with her right palm and cried silently.
No matter how much Luoluo loses, all the blood in her body will be drained away.
Upon seeing this, the Ninth Floor Lord sighed deeply, "What a waste of natural resources! Truly a waste of natural resources! Every drop of this blood is incredibly precious. For an ordinary person, drinking it would extend their lifespan by ten years, yet you're wasting it like this."
Su Luo looked at him coldly without expressing any opinion.
The Ninth Floor Palace Master was still muttering, "This blood can revive the dead, and it's also very helpful for repairing the chain. It's such a shame that you're so generous."
"Have you finished? Shut up." Su Luo glared at him angrily, "It's not your blood that's being shed, why are you feeling sorry?"
How could Su Luo not understand the Ninth Layer Palace Master's motives? He had praised Li Yaoyao's blood as a miracle right in front of her. If word spread, wouldn't she, Su Luo, become a walking treasure? Who wouldn't want to grab a piece of the action?
The Lord of the Ninth Palace was blocked by Su Luo and couldn't say a word. He could only turn his head away depressed.
After finally covering Nangong Liuyun's body with blood, Su Luo felt her forehead go dark and she almost fainted.
"Luoluo, have a good rest." Zi Yan helped her sit down with concern.
Su Luo waved her hand: "No need, I'll accompany Nangong."
Su Luo half-knelt on her knees, looking at Nangong Liuyun quietly with a gentle smile on her face.
Xiao Shitou would not lie to her, Nangong Liuyun would definitely wake up. Su Luo had a strong belief in her heart.
Time passes by every second.
Su Luo stared at Nangong Liuyun without blinking, afraid of missing any information.
After an unknown amount of time, Nangong Liuyun's thick eyelashes, as thin as cicada wings, trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his cold eyes.
Su Luo was so excited that she almost screamed, but in fact, her actions were more gentle than anyone else's. She asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo, then raised his hand and looked at the bright red bloodstain.
"Is this your blood?" Nangong Liuyun asked coldly, frowning his handsome eyebrows.
Su Luo was like a child caught doing something bad. She was a little bewildered for a moment, but she quickly adjusted herself: "To be precise, half of the credit for saving your life belongs to you."
"Hmm?" Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo's little face, which was as pale as gold paper, and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.
"I fused it with the Red Blood Scrophulariaceae. Only this kind of blood can rejuvenate you and bring you back to life. You got this Red Blood Scrophulariaceae, so doesn't that mean most of the credit belongs to you?" Su Luo smiled and helped him up, quickly changing the subject, "How are you feeling now? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Nangong Liuyun took a deep breath, and the energy in his dantian began to circulate around.
After walking around for a week, his face turned very ugly.
"Very good." He uttered the word "very good".
"It's you, on the other hand." Nangong Liuyun's wary eyes flashed across Li Yaoyao. "Can these things be made known to others casually? Don't you know what it means to cut the grass at the root and it will grow again in the spring breeze? Don't you know what it means to hesitate when you should make a decision and there will be trouble later?"
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