Su Luo originally wanted to refine it immediately, but her physical condition did not allow her to do so.
Therefore, Su Luo’s top priority now is to repair her body first.
Without thinking too much, Su Luo couldn't wait to jump onto the bed and sit cross-legged with her hands clasped.
However, before entering a state of meditation, she subconsciously stroked the ink-colored communication jade and lit up Nangong Liuyun's name.
No reply.
Su Luo couldn't tell whether she was disappointed or sad. She silently closed the black communication jade and sent it into the space.
She was worried about leaving it outside.
Soon, Su Luo put aside all distracting thoughts and entered a state of meditation.
Not long after, a bright glow appeared on Su Luo's body, as if countless points of spiritual energy were converging towards her body, quickly repairing her damaged body.
When Su Luo woke up again, three days and three nights had passed.
As soon as Su Luo opened her eyes, the first thing she did was to grab the black communication jade from the space, quickly opened it, and then light up Nangong Liuyun's name.
Empty, no reply.
There was an indescribable disappointment in Su Luo's eyes, and her chest felt like it was being weighed down by a huge stone, making her feel depressed and uncomfortable.
Carefully placing the ink-black communication jade into the space, Su Luo comforted herself that Nangong must be busy with his mission, otherwise, he would not have missed the time to reply to her even if he had a little bit of time.
After some psychological preparation, Su Luo's mood quickly relaxed, and then her eyes fell on Sister Wei.
Su Luo's body had been fully recovered at this time, and she was as lively as ever again, as if the person who gasped in pain when even moving a finger three days ago had nothing to do with her.
Su Luo jumped off the bed lightly and walked quickly towards Sister Wei.
After three days of recovery, most of Sister Wei's injuries had healed.
At this moment, Sister Wei slowly opened her eyes, looking at Su Luo blankly, and shouted in shock: "You are not dead?"
Su Luo laughed unhappily: "Of course I'm not dead. If I were dead, who would save you?"
"I'm not dead either?" Sister Wei felt it was amazing. She jumped up and looked her body up and down.
"Eh—this isn't right!" Sister Wei found it hard to believe. "How come you're not injured at all?"
Su Luo looked at her with amusement: "The injury has healed, isn't it like it was never injured? What are you confused about?"
"But my previous injuries were much less serious than this, but that stinky old man has been treating me for a whole month and I'm still not healed!" If conditions permit, Sister Wei would have already come to the door with a big club.
Su Luo smiled bitterly and shook her head, silently mourning for the old man.
If it weren't for her blood that was full of the essence of Red Blood Scrophulariaceae, if it weren't for the imperial-grade elixir, how could Sister Wei recover from her injuries in just one month?
However, Su Luo turned to look at Sister Wei and always felt that there seemed to be something different about her.
It should be said that the momentum is greater and the pressure is stronger.
Su Luo's eyes flashed with an incredible light. She grabbed Sister Wei and couldn't hide her excitement: "Look, besides recovery, are there any other changes in you?"
Sister Wei listened to Su Luo's words very much. She threw away the hammer, sat on the ground, and began to observe her own body.
But this observation took a full hour.
When she opened her eyes again, there was a hint of panic in them, and she cried, "Xiao Luoluo, this is bad!"
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