Looking at Nangong Liuyun like this, everyone felt an inexplicable sadness in their hearts.
Su Luo forced herself to cheer up and said calmly, "Don't worry too much. His condition is better now."
When Su Luo recalled the miserable appearance of Nangong Liuyun that night, her nose began to feel sore and she subconsciously turned her face away.
"Sister-in-law, what happened before? Why was Nangong injured so badly?" Beichen Ying clenched his fists tightly, and veins on his face bulged with anger.
Su Luo sighed helplessly: "You want to avenge him, but it's too late."
"Why?" Beichen Ying's face showed a fierce look!
"Because the real Mo Patriarch is dead, killed by Nangong himself. Now, a magical soul lives in his body." Seeing Beichen Ying's confused expression, Su Luo added, "He's mine."
Seeing this, Beichen Ying could only reluctantly accept reality, but he still angrily made up his mind: "From now on, no one from Weiyang Palace will be spared!"
Zi Yan pulled his sleeve: "I'll go with you."
"Okay!" Beichen Ying nodded seriously, and his usually sunny face now looked solemn.
At this time, Beichen Ying and Zi Yan surrounded Nangong Liuyun with concern and asked worriedly, "He hasn't woken up in these days?"
Su Luo nodded worriedly. She was getting even more worried because he hadn't woken up yet. She also didn't have many Xuanling Fruits left.
Seeing the spiritual energy in Nangong Liuyun's dantian gradually weakening, Su Luo took out the last two Xuanling Fruits without a second thought. There were five in total, and now only the last two were left. If she took more, there would be no more...
While praying that Nangong Liuyun would wake up quickly, Su Luo squeezed out the juice of the Xuanling Fruit and fed it to Nangong Liuyun's mouth as usual.
The white juice exudes a rich and sweet aroma, and a faint spiritual energy spreads everywhere.
Nangong Liuyun opened his mouth as if consciously and absorbed all the juice.
Everyone gathered around him, staring at him without blinking, afraid of missing any message on his face.
Just when everyone was paying attention, suddenly, a hint of surprise flashed in Beichen Ying's eyes!
"His hand moved!" Beichen Ying rushed forward excitedly and turned around to say to everyone excitedly.
Su Luo couldn't hide her excitement either. She stared at Nangong Liuyun, her lips tightly pursed into a line, forcibly suppressing her inner emotions.
Nangong Liuyun seemed completely unaware of the excitement of the people around him. After about a quarter of an hour, he slowly moved his eyelashes again.
"He's really about to wake up!" Su Luo was very excited. She stretched out her hand but paused, as if she wanted to touch him but didn't dare to.
After another long quarter of an hour, the thick, curly eyelashes finally opened, and a pair of ink-black eyes looked straight at Su Luo.
Su Luo held his hand tightly, her voice trembling with excitement: "Are you awake? Are you really awake?"
Nangong Liuyun smiled faintly, paused, and then slowly said, "Silly girl, can I talk to you when you are asleep?"
"Then you're really awake! That's great! Did you know that you slept for seven whole days?" Su Luo hummed, half in fear and half in reproach. "If you don't wake up, I won't care about you anymore. I'll let you go wherever the wind and rain blow."
"How could you bear to do that?" A smile flashed across Nangong Liuyun's eyes, but when his gaze swept over Ancestor Mo, his expression instantly turned bad.
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