Yunqi clenched his teeth, biting the corners of his lips until they bled, but he finally swallowed his anger temporarily.
He waved his hand heavily. "Everyone, immediately divide into your original teams and chase Su Luo in four directions! She can't get far in such a short time!"
Is this a chance for everyone to redeem themselves for their crimes? Only then did the demons breathe a sigh of relief.
Chase, chase, chase quickly!
Only by capturing Su Luo can he atone for his sins!
At this time, everyone's enthusiasm was unprecedentedly high.
Will Su Luo be caught by them? This is a later story.
And at this moment, in the Purgatory City base.
Secret room.
On the bed.
A handsome man with exquisite and perfect features, a face that was so beautiful that it was flawless, was lying quietly on the large bed.
His tall body lay flat on his back, his hands placed elegantly on his abdomen, he looked dignified and refined, his face as calm as water, as if he was sleeping quietly.
However, the faces of the people surrounding him at this moment showed anxiety.
The Holy Lord Elder frowned tightly.
The Saint Elder of the Box paced back and forth in the room anxiously.
Beichen Ying was so anxious that he scratched his head. Zi Yan's eyes were red and swollen, and she covered her red lips to prevent her crying from disturbing others.
Everything indicated that the life of the handsome man lying quietly on the bed was undergoing a severe test.
Every quarter of an hour, the Holy Lord Elder would silently reach out to feel the pulse of the handsome man on the bed to determine whether he was unconscious or... had passed away suddenly.
"Elder Holy Lord, how is Nangong? What happened to him now?" Beichen Ying's heart felt like it was being tormented in a frying pan every minute and every second.
Zi Yan was also about to cry, but she looked at the Holy Lord Elder with anticipation and hope.
Now, among all the people present, the one with the highest cultivation level is the Saint Lord Elder. If even he can't do anything, then Nangong...
The Holy Lord Elder's face was gloomy. He let go of Nangong Liuyun's fair and slender wrist, stood up, and looked ahead leisurely. His dark pupils seemed to be fixed on the snow-white wall.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment.
After a long, long time, the Holy Lord Elder sighed with regret, "The situation is not good."
"Ah?!" Beichen Ying and Zi Yan's pupils suddenly constricted!
The two of them gathered towards the Holy Lord Elder at the same time, and Beichen Ying was so anxious that he wanted to grab the Holy Lord Elder by the collar.
His eyes were red and about to burst: "How could it be! Nangong is so powerful, and his body recovery ability is so good, how could it be possible this time... No! He will definitely be fine!"
"Luoluo has been kidnapped, and Third Senior Brother..." Zi Yan was so anxious that tears fell down her face. "If Third Senior Brother dies, what will happen to Luoluo when she comes back? She definitely won't live alone!"
If Nangong dies, Su Luo will also die... These two people are related in life and death. If one of them dies, the other will never live alone.
How could the Saint Lord Elder not know this? But he wasn't a professional alchemist, and his cultivation wasn't as good as Nangong Liuyun's, so...
The Saint Elder's face was filled with sorrow. "What is certain now is that the lamp representing the flame of life in Nangong Liuyun's body is flickering and could go out at any time."
"If the lamp of life goes out..."
Beichen Ying and Zi Yan looked at each other and saw horror and fear in each other's eyes!
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