Master Rong Yun returned to Yunwu Peak.
At this time, Su Luo was still unconscious and needed Nangong Liuyun to continuously supply her with spiritual power to stay alive.
Rong Yun looked at Su Luo quietly, staring at this familiar face.
"Save her." Nangong Liuyun's voice was cold.
Rong Yun stood in front of the window with his hands clasped behind his back, his white robe fluttering in the wind.
Looking into the distance at the sky, a gleam of light flashed in his calm eyes when he heard these words.
After a while, Rong Yun's gaze returned from the window. A look of pity flashed across his eyes, and he sighed softly, "It's not easy to save him."
If he could save her, wouldn't he want to do it?
He wanted Luo Yatou to be healthy, safe and happy more than anyone else.
Nangong Liuyun stood up suddenly, his slender body full of oppression, his eyes pierced with madness as he stared at Rong Yun: "Save her!"
Rong Yun's eyes were as dark as the ink in an ink painting, and their depth was unfathomable.
He thought about it, and finally, his sharp eyes shot straight at Nangong Liuyun: "Are you sure you want to save her?"
"If my life can be exchanged for her life, I will definitely do it." Nangong Liuyun's eyes were deep and cold, and he exuded an air of arrogance and nobility, and was very domineering.
Rong Yun looked at him quietly, as if trying to discern the truth from his words.
At this moment, Nangong Liuyun stood tall and straight, with a calm face and sinister eyes. His whole body was filled with a murderous aura: "You say."
Rong Yun's eyes were cold and shallow, but a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes.
"It's very difficult to save her." Rong Yun remained calm, as ethereal as the wind. "Although you may not necessarily have to sacrifice your life, there is a high risk of death."
"It's just a narrow escape from death. As long as I can save Luoluo, I will go even if there is a chance of death." Nangong Liuyun's sonorous voice drowned out all the noise and rang in Rongyun's ears.
Rong Yun's eyes suddenly became bright enough to see through everything in the world.
"In that case, please sit down and listen to me slowly." Rong Yun looked at Nangong Liuyun, and his originally distant attitude gradually softened.
"The girl's injuries are very serious. If she's not treated, she'll definitely die in three months."
Rong Yun's eyes were filled with a kind of determination that brooked no room for questioning.
When Nangong Liuyun heard this, his whole body suddenly shook and his heart was gripped tightly.
"You said Luoluo will die?" He stared at Rong Yun with murderous intent.
"You will die." Rong Yun said without hiding anything. "Although your spiritual energy can last for a while, it cannot last forever. One year is the maximum period."
In other words, if he wasn't saved, within a year Luo Luo would...
Thinking of this, Nangong Liuyun's face turned pale. He pursed his lips, and the line of his chin was as arrogant and cold as an aristocrat: "Tell me, what should we do?"
No matter how hard it is, he will do it willingly and without hesitation.
Rong Yun's handsome eyebrows raised slightly: "Have you heard of Red Blood Scrophulariaceae?"
Nangong Liuyun's eyes slightly frowned: "Can you say the red blood ginseng that can revive the dead?"
Nangong Liuyun has been well-read since childhood and has a wide range of knowledge and memory. He still has memories of many things that have been lost in the long river of history.
"Hmm." Rong Yun looked out the window, his voice faint and ethereal like the wind: "There is a red blood ginseng in the Wood Immortal Mansion."
He only said this and said no more.
He believed that Nangong Liuyun understood.
Nangong Liuyun stood there in a daze after hearing this, not moving an inch. After a while, his eyes turned slightly, his gaze as sharp as an ice knife: "Wooden Immortal Mansion?"
As one of the top ten families in the world, how could he not have heard of the three words "Muxian Mansion"?
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